Surprise Bidder

I say nothing. I know she’s right. I’ve known it all along. I just couldn’t bring myself to believe it. I didn’t know if I was allowed to.

Leah places her hand on my cheek. “I’m sure your sister would have been proud of you for reaching out to a helpless young woman. I’m sure Nadine is watching over you now, and now that she’s no longer hurting, she’s happy that even for just a short time, you made her feel special.”

Out of nowhere, the memory of her smiling face pops into my head. Strange. I thought I’d forgotten what that looked like. These past several months, when I’ve thought of her, I’ve only imagined her crying, wailing, asking for help.

She’s no longer hurting, huh? Is that why I saw those hyacinths that day? Was Nadine trying to tell me to move on, to stop hurting, too?

Leah strokes my cheek. “I’m sure she doesn’t like seeing you like this. I’m sure she wants you to be happy, too.”

I grin. “First, a psychiatrist. And now you’re a medium? Any other superpowers I should know about?”

She shrugs. “I just know that’s how I would feel.”

I frown at the thought of her being on the other side.

Leah pats my cheek. “Stop it. I’m not going anywhere. I’m going to stay right here with you. And I’m stronger than I seem…”

She flexes a muscle and I chuckle.

“So you don’t have to worry about breaking me,” she continues in a more serious tone. “You don’t have to worry about spoiling me, either. I’m not a little girl. I’ll be grateful for everything you give me, and I won’t ask for anything you can’t give.”

Her words, spoken with such courage and sincerity, send the rest of my worries fleeing from my mind. I lift my hand to touch her cheek.

“And I’ll do my best to repay you. I know you don’t expect me to. I know you’re supposed to be my protector and I’m your prize. But I want to take care of you like you take care of me.”

The tenderness in Leah’s gray eyes lights a fire in my heart. I smile.

She plays with my tie. “And I know I may not be able to do much, but- ”

I place my thumb over her lips. “Has anyone ever told you that you talk too much?”

Her eyebrows arch. “You?”

I give another chuckle, then move my hand back to her cheek so I can lean forward and kiss her lips. Leah grips my tie as she kisses me back. Ripples of excitement travel all the way to my groin.

I know I have a meeting at six. I know I have reports to read. But right now, I want her. Bad.

Just the thought of having her flushed and trembling on my desk sends heat flaring in my veins. My cock throbs.

God, I want her.

I wrap an arm around her and pull her close to me as I shove my tongue inside her mouth. She moans and grips my hair. Her fingers become entangled with the strands, pulling on them softly as her tongue plays with mine. Her hands slide down my jawline and play with the bristles there as well before falling on my chest to clutch silk.

I reach for the hem of her dress and pull it up to her armpits. Leah steps back and takes it off the rest of the way. It falls on the floor.

I switch places with her so that her back is pressed against my desk. I lift her by the armpits after failing to grip her waist- it’s too big for me now- and have her sit right on the edge. Her flip flops fall on the carpet.

Leah leans back on one arm and pulls on my tie with her other hand. Desire gleams in her eyes along with an invitation, a challenge for me to satisfy it. Now, why do I feel like I’ve seen that look before?

All thoughts flee my mind as my mouth clashes with hers once more. Our tongues entwine. As I pull away, she sucks on mine. Tingling heat makes the muscles of my stomach clench and my cock quiver in its cotton prison.

I suck on her neck. She lets go of my tie and leans back further. A soft moan escapes her lips. Her pulse quickens.

I push up her bra and cradle her breasts in my hands. My thumbs find her nipples and she gasps. I rub those stiff peaks as I nibble on her shoulder and trace her collarbone with the tip of my tongue. Then I circle her rosy nipple.

Leah trembles. I flick my tongue against her nipple as I alternate between tugging and twisting the other. More gasps and moans spill from her lips. Each one ignites the desire coursing through my veins.

I drop to the floor so I’m between her legs. I pull her panties off, then pull her hips forward. The scent of her arousal crashes over my nostrils. I taste it as soon as I brush my tongue against her.