“I know what you mean. Trust me, I do,” I said, letting my fingers slide across her neck before I left an open-mouthed kiss right below her ear, clouded by desire.
“Do you really?”
I took a half-step back, taken aback by the somewhat cross tone in Joanna’s voice. A slight wrinkle appeared in her brow and the corners of her mouth turned downward. “What?” I was astonished at the sudden change between us. “You don’t think this is just as hard on me as it is on you?”
Joanna shrugged her shoulders and averted her gaze. “I don’t know,” she said softly.
“What are you thinking? What do you want to do about it?”
But she only shrugged again.
I sighed. “Sometimes I have moments of thinking your brother should know, but then I always change my mind because I know how crazy he can be.”
Joanna huffed. “So it’s solely my brother that’s the problem?” she asked. Immediately afterwards, redness began to form in her cheeks and I got the feeling she hadn’t meant to make her comment out loud.
I took another step back and folded my arms over my chest. “Is there some other problem that I don’t know about?”
“Is there? You tell me?”
“You’re the one with all the questions,” I counter-argued. “Clearly there’s something on your mind that you aren’t being upfront about.”
“Somehow, I get the feeling that I’m not the one holding all the secrets,” she said, although once again, the comment seemed to be directed more at herself than to me.
I was just about to make a retort when we both heard movement outside of the door. In a flash, Joanna leapt off the desk, buttoning up her shirt, and I moved to the opposite side of the closet—both of us ready to pretend that we were looking for something in case someone opened the door and spotted us. But the sounds faded and whoever had been outside seemed to have moved on.
Joanna and I exchanged glances. She placed her hand over her mouth, stifling her laughter, although her shoulders shook from the force of it. I shook my head, but couldn’t help laughing myself. The brief tension between us immediately dissipated.
“That was close,” Joanna said, making her way back over to me.
I slid my arm around her waist again. “Looks like it emboldened you though,” I said, noticing the way she tilted her head upwards, reaching for another kiss. I leaned down to her, happy to oblige and feeling that I would never get enough of the taste of her lips. I ran a hand through the silky curls of her hair and before I knew it, we were leaning against a wall, lost in each other all over again.
She ran her hands down my back, and then along my waistline, gripping the front of my belt buckle. I let my hands trail down to her hips. She palmed my erection, feeling me.
“You’re killing me, you know that?” I muttered, pushing into her hand. Her fingers gripped me, and my precum soaked my boxers. I was sure that if she kept doing this, I would cum in no time. “I wish I can fuck you right here and make you feel good…”
I covered her breast over her blouse and kneaded it, kissing her earlobe. Her scent was alluring, and I was dying to get a taste of her…
“This can’t happen here,” Joanna said breathlessly and removed her hand from my crotch.
“I know,” I said, kissing her again while begrudgingly noting that I had been away from the meeting for too long. Any longer, and my absence would surely raise suspicion. But no amount of logic seemed capable of pulling me away from Joanna. She felt too good.
My mind went blissfully blank with every wet kiss we shared, and I felt that I could have stayed in the closet with her forever.
We both jumped at the sound of my phone buzzing at my hip.
“Shit,” I muttered, finally stepping away from her and accepting that our rendezvous was officially over. I looked at the phone, seeing Tobias’s angry text message urging me to hurry the hell up and get back to the meeting.
Joanna sighed, running a hand through her hair and then over her clothes, smoothing them back into place. She was breathless, her dazed eyes and flushed expression like an invitation to go all over her, but we couldn’t take chances at the moment.
“Gotta go,” I said reluctantly. I gave her one last quick peck on the lips and then hurried out of the closet, trying to recompose myself and push aside the fevered thoughts of Joanna on my way back to the meeting.
CHAPTER 16
Joanna
“See you later, Joanna,” Libby said as I signed out of my computer for the day. I turned around and waved at her before zipping my jacket and heading out the building.
“Joanna!”