“It’s a fantastic idea. Come on, law boy. Let’s beat feet. ”
Her enthusiasm was infectious and although I was never the type that would go for a walk, much less even take a break, I stood up to join her.
“You’ve never done this before, have you?” she asked, her head cocked to the side.
“What?”
“Go for a short walk midday. Taken a moment just for yourself. ”
“I guess not. It feels kind of wicked. ”
She laughed at me… husky and warm and it was all for me. “I haven’t even begun to show you the ways you can be wicked during a workday. ”
My hand snaked out and grabbed her, pulling her into my body. I gripped the back of her head and brought my face closer to hers. Softly, I ran my lips over hers, back and forth and she sighed gratefully.
Pulling back slightly, I murmured, “Are you ready to get f**ked tonight?”
As expected, because I went from sweet to sensual in a heartbeat, she jerked in my arms and moaned softly.
“I’ll take that as a yes,” I said triumphantly.
Just as I was about to lean in and kiss her again, my office door opened up and Mac jumped away from me as if I had zapped her with electricity. My partner, Bill Crown, stood in the doorway, looking back and forth between us in surprise.
Then he grinned and said, “I knew there was something going on between you. ”
Turns out, Bill is pretty perceptive, and when I talked to him later, he said it might have been more wishful thinking than anything, but he had sensed something. Bill watched me go through my divorce with Marissa. He watched me shut down afterward, and he’s watched me f**k my way through the city. So, he told me that when he saw me standing there, my arms around Mac and happiness in my eyes, he was in full support of my relationship with her. He is genuinely happy for me, but he warned us to be careful. This was still not a very kosher relationship as it related to our employer-employee status.
“So… what else did he say?” Mac asks again, breaking into my thoughts.
Shrugging my shoulders, I say, “Not much. Just happy for me and warned me again to be careful. He watched me go through that shit with Marissa. I think he had given up on me ever having a relationship again. ”
Mac slides her arm around my waist and squeezes me. “He’s right… we do need to be more careful. You can’t go kissing me all willy-nilly in the office. ”
I chuckle and push her on her back, rolling on top of her. Supporting myself on my elbows, I hover over her face. “Who in the f**k says “willy-nilly”? What are you, like seventy or something?”
Glaring at me, she pushes at my chest futilely, but I don’t budge. “I’m serious… no more kissing. Or groping for that matter. Not in the office. ”
I grin at her evilly. “I’ll just have to make sure the door is locked the next time. ”
“Not funny, Matt. You need to take this seriously. ”
“The only thing I take seriously,” I tell her with wicked glint in my eyes and a push of my h*ps so my hardening dick rubs up against her just right, “is getting back inside of you again. ”
“But—” she starts to say, so I give her a swift kiss to cut her off.
Lifting my mouth from hers, I grind against her again. “Less talking, Mac. More f**king, okay?”
Her h*ps push back against me and she breathlessly says, “Okay. ”
That’s my girl.
Chapter 26
Yup. Sex with Mac is different. After I dove back in the second time, came with such exquisite, mind-blowing pleasure, I knew that, in fact, it was better because the nature of our relationship had changed.
I really didn’t think sex with Mac could get any better, but there you have it. I’m a labeled idiot for thinking otherwise.
Flipping the pieces of bacon I have sizzling on the griddle, I think about last night. I was inside of Mac from practically sundown to sunup. If it wasn’t my cock, it was my fingers or my tongue, and I couldn’t get enough.
Even thinking about her, right now, lust swirls inside of me and I feel a stirring deep in my groin. My dick should be broken… out of commission after last night, but nope… it still wants to play.
With Mac.
“Something smells good,” I hear from behind me, and I turn to face her.
My breath catches as the early morning sunlight hits her from behind, making a halo-like glow around head. Her hair is all tangled and her lips are still swollen because of all the kissing and sucking we were doing to each other. She put on my white t-shirt I discarded last night and I’m not sure if it’s the fact that she’s wearing my clothes or the hard ni**les poking against it, but the stirring that was in my groin earlier becomes positively maelstrom.
I reach a hand out and idly turn off the griddle. Licking my lower lip, because I’m hungry… and not for breakfast, I walk toward Mac. I’m not sure what she sees on my face, but her eyes go dark and her breath gets shallow as I get nearer.
Bending down, I put my hands under her ass to lift her up.
“Christ,” I mutter when my fingertips touch her pu**y and find it slick with desire for me. “You’re not wearing any underwear. ”
She smiles at me sensually and pushes her fingers through my hair before wrapping them around my neck. “Nope. ”
“Good girl,” I tell her as I set her on the countertop, right beside the carton of eggs I pulled out of the refrigerator earlier. Grabbing her behind her knees, I pull her to the edge so that her ass is barely sitting on the counter and step in close. My erection is pushing painfully hard against my jeans I threw back on this morning when I got out of bed.
I lean in and nip at her lips, which causes her mouth to open. I then kiss her hotly, groaning when her tongue meets mine with equal force. How in the f**k can I get this hot and turned on by her so quickly? It’s beyond any reasoning, but I don’t stop to analyze it.