Your Endless Love (The Bennett Family 9)

Alex: Good girl.

Thank heavens for the dim lighting, because my cheeks are burning. The burn spreads through my entire body when the next message arrives.

Alex: Take off your panties when you’re alone and put them in your bag.

I look up again, but damn it I can’t see anything. My heart’s hammering now. I step behind the reception desk, waiting for the delivery guys to head back outside. Once I’m alone, I climb off my heels and reach under my skirt, pushing down first my pantyhose, then my thong. A shiver of awareness runs through me as I bunch them in my hand, stealthily hiding them in my bag. I swear my center pulses when my phone buzzes with an incoming message.

Alex: Which one’s your office?

Summer: Third door from the top of the staircase.

Alex: I’ll wait for you inside. Get rid of the guys as fast as you can.

I hold my breath as I listen to what’s happening upstairs. When the unmistakable sound of a door opening and closing reaches me, I become slick between my legs. What is this man doing to me?

The next fifteen minutes are excruciating. The second the guys leave, I lock the back door and skid right upstairs, barging into my office.

“Alex?” I whisper after closing the door. It’s dark, except for a patch of moonlight on my desk. Alex steps up from the darkest corner, smiling. I run right into his arms.

“What are you doing here? You were supposed to arrive next week.”

“I missed you. I moved a few things around so I can spend the weekend with you.”

He kisses me long and deep, making my toes curl.

“This is so romantic,” I whisper. “And reckless. You shouldn’t be here. I received an entire list with instructions from Preston, and he wouldn’t approve. This is risky.”

He covers my mouth again, whispering between kisses, “You’re worth every risk. I needed to see you.”

His lips trail down my neck, his fingers working furiously on the buttons of my shirt, until he yanks it away, leaving me in my bra. He will have me here. In my office. Lord help me, but I want this so badly, I’m barely holding back from jumping him. Taking my hand, he leads me to my desk.

“How did you get in here?”

“Sneaked in when you were with the delivery guys out at the truck.”

“You could’ve just told me, you know.”

“I wanted to surprise you, tease you a bit.” He reaches under my skirt, bunching it up until his fingers touch the bare skin between my legs. I’m slick and his finger slides inside me with so much ease, I’m almost embarrassed.

“Get rid of your clothes, Summer. I want you completely naked.”

A nervous laughter bubbles up my throat, but it turns into a moan as he slides in another finger, pressing the heel of his palm against my clit.

“I’ve never done anything like this in my office,” I confess, yanking my shirt over my head, unclasping my bra. When it falls to the floor, Alex pulls his hand out, motioning to the chair behind my desk.

“Sit there.”

I’m so turned on, I don’t hesitate even for a split second. Specks of moonlight fall on my chair, and on me as I sit down, the black leather chilling me.

“Spread your legs for me, Summer.”

As soon as I do, he kneels between them, licking up my left inner thigh, then my right one.

“Whenever you sit in this chair, I want you to remember this.” He licks further up on my inner thigh until he’s at the apex, teasing my clit with the tip of his tongue. My hips slide further down of their own accord. I spread myself wider, shamelessly, crying out when he sucks my bundle of nerves between his lips.

“Oh, Alex.”

“That’s my girl. I have a condom in my back pocket,” Alex whispers, kissing up my belly and my breasts until he reaches my mouth. I kiss him back with all I’ve got, my inner muscles clenching when he places an unopened condom on my thigh.