Vegas, Baby - Volume 3

My heart wanted to break in two as I replied, “We’re not.”

“I refuse to accept that answer. You’re as attracted to me as I am you. Admit it,” he growled as his hold on me tightened.

There was no denying that Julian fascinated me from the moment I’d first spotted him. My reaction to him left me feeling so vulnerable—without even taking the stumbling block that was his career into consideration—that I’d had no choice but to keep my distance from him. But his willingness to do whatever it took to get my attention was starting to knock down the walls I’d been working hard to build against him over the past month. If I didn’t get this situation between us under control fast, I wasn’t sure I’d be able to resist him any longer. Scrambling for a reason to get him to back off, I finally came up with something that sounded semi-reasonable. “My reaction to you doesn’t matter. We can’t get involved. Not when we’re co-workers.”

5

Julian

I threw my head back and let out a deep belly laugh at Anna’s joke...until I realized she wasn’t laughing with me. “You’re serious?” I asked.

She nodded emphatically and crossed her arms over her chest. “It’s against policy.” I wanted to laugh again because she was so adorable, but I decided to get on with calling her out on her lie.

“Is that so?”

“Yes. So we should just move on from anything we might, um, feel for each other.” Her sad expression betrayed her real feelings about nothing happening between us. Which made me even more determined to break down the wall she kept trying to build between us.

“Hmm.” I lifted my hips so I could grab my cell from my back pocket. The movement pressed my erection against Anna’s center, and I nearly smiled when she squirmed and tried to suppress a moan. Instead, I kissed the tip of her nose and winked before clicking on one of the numbers in my “favorites” list on my phone. Then I put it on speaker.

It rang twice, then Drew’s voice came over the line. “Julian,” he greeted. “What can I do for you?”

“I want to talk to you about your fraternization policy.” Anna’s eyes widened, and panic began clouding the green gems. I grinned, and her expression morphed into a scowl. She’d figured out my game.

Drew snorted. “What the hell are you talking about? Fraternization policy? You’re kidding, right? Even if I’d had one, I would have tossed it out long ago. I’d have lost my best employees and been royally fucked if I kept a policy like that around.”

“Oooh, okay,” I responded as though I hadn’t already known the answer.

“Is this about Anna?” he asked suddenly.

“What?” she squeaked. “Absolutely not!” It took less than a heartbeat for her to realize she’d just given herself away, and her cheeks flamed red. I couldn’t hold back my laughter, earning me another cute glare.

Drew’s guffaws drew her attention, and she grabbed my phone and stabbed the end button.

Before she could say anything, I snatched the phone and tossed it onto the table beside the couch, then I slid a hand around her neck and yanked her mouth down to mine. Her stiff posture lasted for a millisecond before she melted into me. My fingers attacked the pins in her hair until the wavy dark tresses tumbled down her back. Then I grasped her hips, holding her still when she squirmed on my lap because if she kept rubbing her pussy on my cock, I was going to come like a fucking teenager.

Her hands traveled up my shoulders and around my neck where she buried them in my hair. I quickly tugged her silky blouse from the waistband of her pants and splayed my hands on the soft, heated skin of her back. Electricity hummed between us, and Anna shivered, emitting a tiny moan. The sound sent a bolt of lust straight to my cock, and precome leaked from the tip, ruining my very expensive pants. But I didn’t have one fuck to give about it; all I wanted was to hear more of her moans.

Gliding around her rib cage to her front, I caressed her belly, and then my hands drifted up to cup her generous tits. They were large and round, and I knew they would more than fill my hands when they were free of her bra. “These are so fucking perfect,” I groaned against her mouth. My thumbs brushed over the hard tips that were poking through the thin lace barrier. It earned me another little moan, which snapped some of my control. I released her lips and withdrew my hands from under her shirt, then I grabbed the sides and ripped it open, causing the buttons to go flying.

Anna gasped, but it was rapidly replaced by passion when I yanked down the cups of her bra and latched onto one of her big, rosy nipples. My hands massaged the luscious globes as I spent equal time licking and sucking each peak. Anna was undulating on my lap, her back arched, and her hands clenching my hair, holding me to her as though she feared I would stop. That was so not happening. Her response to my touch was explosive, and I knew it was exactly what I was feeling too.