"Why indeed?" He tossed the folder on the nearby chair and continued searching
The drawer I'd opened was filled with boxes and boxes of fingertip-sized silvery disks. I plucked one free and grinned. "What's the betting Brown likes to record his exploits for posterity?"
"Is there anywhere here we could check them?"
"Yeah, but we can't go through all of them. It'll take years."
"Check a couple from each box. I'll continue searching the drawers."
I flipped the disk across to him. "You check. I don't need to be looking at other people making love right now."
"Neither do I, believe me."
"Yeah, but the consequences of your getting all hot and bothered are far different from a werewolf's getting all hot and bothered."
He smiled. "Ah, but getting a wolf hot and bothered definitely has its benefits."
"Not at this precise moment it doesn't."
"You have a point. Just select some and we'll examine them later."
I grinned. "In the privacy of a bedroom, perhaps?"
The words were barely out of my mouth when movement caught my attention. Soft steps in the hall outside, coming toward the office. I blinked, flicking my vision to infrared. The walls melted away, revealing two men. Though they were little more than red heat blurs, the metal at their sides suggested guards
"Quinn," I warned softly. "Guards are headed our way."
He swung round, eyes narrowed slightly. "They've been told about the babe Brown has in his office, and intend to check her out under the guise of a regular security check."
The fact that he could read their intentions when the building had psychic blocks situated right through it only confirmed Jack's earlier statement that the Directorate would never hold a vampire like Quinn. And the wolf in me reacted to the knowledge with fierce desire
"Apparently," Quinn continued, "Brown lets them get away with it, as long as they keep quiet about what he does in here."
"If Jack knows, it's no state secret."
"I'd suggest Jack knows more about what goes on in this place than most of the directors." He paused again. "The guard downstairs is asking them to make sure the camera is on. Which cuts out attacking them."
I met his gaze. "We attack them and we warn Brown and whoever else might be behind all this that we're on to them. We can't risk that yet."
"So we give them what they want - a show." He walked over to one of the visitor's chairs and sat down. "You'd better get that beautiful butt of yours over here, because they're almost at the door."
I did as directed and sat on his lap, my thighs straddling his hips, legs stretched wide either side of the chair. It was a devastatingly intimate position that had the blood pounding through my veins and yet it wasn't anywhere near intimate enough for my liking. I slid back and, before he realized what I was up to, quickly undid his zipper, freeing his cock from all restrictions. Then I wriggled over him until he was right under me, hard flesh against wet
He groaned. "Jesus, Riley, don't move or I'm gone."
I grinned. "We are supposed to be giving those men an eyeful."
"And that's all I intend to allow them." He touched a hand to my face, his fingers so warm against my skin. "When I make love to you for the first time, it won't be with an audience at my back. And it will be somewhere decidedly more comfortable than an office."
"You are so old-fashioned. And an audience can definitely add to the spice." I wriggled a little, just to tease him some more. The tremor that ran through him was fierce, as was his intake of breath. "Besides, if you just sit there like a store dummy, they're going to suspect something is wrong."
The grin that touched his lips was decidedly wicked. "Oh, I have no intention of just sitting here."
His hands skimmed my sides and lifted the gossamer creation away. He dropped it beside the chair, then slid one hand around to my spine, pressing me forward until my nipples brushed his mouth
His breath was hot and damp across my flesh, sending goose bumps rippling. Then his tongue replaced his breath, and slowly, languorously, he worked his way toward an engorged point. When his lips surrounded it, sucking it deep inside his mouth, I trembled, a helpless sound of pleasure escaping
He chuckled softly, a throaty sound that was as seductive and as arousing as his touch, and moved his attention to my other breast