I gazed down at my girl for a moment, then bent my head and kissed her long and deep until she was no longer tense.
Sighing, I lifted myself off her, then helped her sit up, hanging her legs down off the desk. “I have to go.”
Her eyes went wide, and she looked down at herself in a panic.
“I have you, sweet girl,” I promised with a chuckle. “Trust me.”
She immediately softened and put her arms around my torso, resting her head on my chest.
“I’m going to have some clothes brought over. I’ll tell Lola you spilled coffee all over yours. So after she brings you the new ones, leave the ruined ones in the laundry bag on the back of the door. I’ll take care of them.”
Isabella nodded, then rubbed her nose in my shirt and inhaled deeply.
“Stop that,” I grunted. “I need to calm down. I can’t go to a meeting with my dick hanging out, and if I don’t soften, I won’t get him back in my pants.”
Isabella buried her face in my shirt, but her shoulders shook with her silent laughter.
We stood like that for a few minutes until I could safely tuck myself back in. Luckily, all the leaking I’d done hadn’t soaked through my underwear and made spots on my suit pants.
I reluctantly stepped back, and Isabella scooted forward to the edge of the desk. But before she could hop off, I cupped the back of her neck and tilted it so she was looking straight up into my face.
“I want you waiting for me by the side exit of the lobby at five o’clock, understood?”
Isabella smiled. “Okay. But why?”
I tightened my grip on her neck, and my voice was low when I answered her. “I’m taking you home with me.” Her eyebrows popped up, and I could sense she was about to question me, but I wasn’t budging on this. I’d waited long enough, and now that I’d had a taste, I was never going back. “Tell your father whatever you have to so he won’t worry when you’re gone overnight.”
“Overnight?” she whispered.
I nodded and squeezed her neck for a beat. “At five o’clock,” I growled. “You’re mine.”
6
Isabella
As I walked to the spot where Beau said to meet him at five, I felt as though all eyes were on me. The Alexander McQueen dress he’d purchased for me was pretty, even though it practically covered me from my neck to my ankles. It also cost way more than he should’ve spent on an intern. And his story about me needing something else to wear because of a coffee accident had to have made at least some people wonder if anything was going on between us. Especially after he’d locked me in his office once he realized he’d left me with nothing except one of his extra button-down shirts to wear.
His plan to have Lola bring me a new outfit flew right out the window because he didn’t want anyone to see that much of my body. And not because he was worried about the gossip. As difficult as it was for me to believe, Beau was possessive of me. Wildly so, judging by how he’d reacted when that creepy client had asked me out.
I hadn’t thought it was possible for us to be anything beyond boss and intern, but oh boy, was I ever wrong. My cheeks heated as I remembered how Beau had made one of my dirtiest fantasies come to life right there on his desk. I’d never felt anything like it, and I could not wait to see what he had in store for me when we got to his place. And what he’d meant when he said I would be his.
I wouldn’t need to wait long to find out because Beau was waiting for me at the side door. As soon as I got close enough, he slid his palm against my lower back and guided me out to his Tesla, which was already idling at the curb. After he opened the passenger door and helped me into the seat, he rounded the car and climbed into the driver’s side. Pulling out of the parking lot, he interlaced our fingers.
“The drive to my building takes about ten minutes, sweet girl.”
I shifted in my seat to face him and offered him a shy smile. “I told my dad I was sleeping over at a friend’s house, so I don’t have anywhere to be until school tomorrow morning.”
“We’re going to need to talk about how to handle your father, but not tonight.” He lifted my hand and brushed a kiss across my knuckles. “For now, it’s just you and me. Nobody and nothing else matters.”
“I like the sound of that,” I sighed, my cheeks heating.
“You’re going to like the feel of it even more,” he promised, dropping our hands onto his lap and pressing my palm against his hard-on.
“Holy crap,” I whispered, wondering how he was ever going to possibly fit inside me.
As though he could read my mind, he chuckled. “Don’t worry, sweet girl. Just like I did when I had you spread out on my desk, I’m going to make tonight very, very good for you.”
Remembering the five mind-blowing orgasms he’d given me, my fingers flexed as my cheeks heated further. “I’m sure you will.”