The Deal

"Of course." The security guard looked surprised, but stood and directed them to the doorway, lifting his hat to Naomi as she passed.

He nodded at Craig. "I don’t want anyone to disturb us."

Craig nodded. "Got it."

"Five minutes."

"As long as you need, Mr. Eaglestone."

Lucas closed the door.

The longing he saw in Naomi's expression unleashed him. Closing the space between them in a heartbeat, he pulled her into his arms.

"Lucas!" It was a declaration, a warning, but her body told him other things. She wrapped her hands around the back of his head, her fingers meshing in his hair, her mouth opening even as he moved to kiss her. She arched against him, her body rocking against his.

His blood rushed, his erection rock hard.

While he kissed her, he undid the buttons of her shirt, revealing her cleavage, his fingers tugging at the lacy edge of her black bra. He ducked his head, cupped his hands around the curve of her bra cups and kissed the dip of her cleavage, inhaling the familiar mix of her favored scent and the smell of the skin.

"Lucas," she protested again, but her hands moved inside his jacket to latch over his belt. "You were in a meeting. You don't have time for this right now."

"I don't have the time or inclination for anything else but this. You've changed me Naomi."

She looked surprised by that. "You've changed me," she responded.

“I've missed you."

She nodded.

That was consent enough. He wrenched her skirt up around her hips, kissing her again while he grappled with her underwear. His cock throbbed. The sight of her had altered him, stealing his self control and turning him into a primal being. It would take nothing short of an imminent disaster to stop this from happening right now.

He was desperate to lose himself in her. With his fingers tangled in the skimpy elastic holding her g-string in place, he tugged. Glancing down at her bared thighs he saw she was wearing a black satin garter belt with her stockings. Cursing under his breath, he moved enough to free her panties and pushed them down her legs.

“What if the guard comes in?" She flashed her eyes at him. "Think about this, Lucas. What if someone comes in and sees you shagging some woman up against the wall in reception?”

It took immense control to speak, but he wasn't about to let her fret about it. “Stop worrying about my reputation."

She was right though. If Craig came in now, they'd be well and truly exposed to him and to anyone at the reception desk or beyond. Lucas didn’t care, but he wanted Naomi to feel safe. "I'll make sure you aren’t seen.”

“If you're sure–”

Silencing her with his mouth, he undid his zipper then cupped his hands around her bottom, lifting her from her feet. Angling her body against the wall, he steadied her there, ready to ease his cock inside her.

The sound of her shoes clattering to the floor made him pause, momentarily.

"Show me your breasts."

Her eyes widened. Instantly, she honored his request, peeling down the cups of her bra.

"Touch your nipples for me."

Between thumb and forefinger she arrested the hard nubs and tugged hard. She let out a strangled moan as she did so.

Lucas pursed his lips. The way she acted made him want to graze those tender nipples with his teeth in order to hear her cry with pleasurable pain. His cock pounded. When his erection pressed home, she shuddered.

“Want you so much,” she murmured, and wrapped her legs around his hips, inviting him deeper.

She was every bit as eager to reunite this way, her wide eyed gaze locking with his. The intense connection burned in his chest, hammering out a powerful message: she's mine.