CHAPTER 1
“Come on, Todd,” I murmur. “It’s fine. Nobody will ever know.”
“Not at work,” he mutters. He shuffles some papers on his desk just after his eyes flick to my chest. He wants this too, clearly, and his words of protest are more along the obligatory line than the sincere one.
I’m not usually the girl who comes onto her colleague at work, but we’ve been dating for the last few months, and last night he railed me good and hard, so this girl is back for her seconds.
I walk around his desk, and he looks up at me. I look down at him. That moment of yeah this is happening passes between us, and I take that as my signal.
I hike up my skirt and climb onto his lap.
His hands settle onto my ass, and he shifts me around a little, letting me know he’s into it too. Gone are the weak protests of a moment ago, instead replaced by the tiny kisses he’s trailing up my neck.
I lean back to give him more space to work with, and I shiver a little at how good it feels. He shifts his hips up toward me, and I buck mine down, and that’s the good ol’ signal that we’re about to bang.
“I don’t have a condom,” he whispers. His eyes dart toward the door.
“I do,” I say, but it’s in my purse tucked into my desk drawer in my office. I nip a kiss on his lips. “Be right back.”
I climb off him and scurry to my office, grab the condom out of my purse, and rush back.
Belinda, our boss, is standing in the doorway when I return. Her eyes fall to me, and I tighten my fist around the condom in my palm. I wish I wasn’t wearing a dress with no pockets today. Why do I even own a dress without pockets? How terribly inconvenient.
“How’s the Montgomery account coming?” she asks, raising a brow at me.
“Excellent,” I lie. Truth be told, I’ve barely even glanced at the Montgomery account. She just slid it into my inbox this morning. I had some other things I was wrapping up and then I wanted to wrap up Todd and then I was going to dig into it.
She purses her lips like she doesn’t believe me, and I smile.
She doesn’t like me. The feeling is mutual.
“What are you doing in Todd’s office?” she prods.
“I just wanted to run a few things by him regarding the construction company you gave us,” I say. It’s not a total lie. That’s what brought me here in the first place, but sex—or at least the promise of it—is what kept me here a little longer.
“Fine. Then back to your office, and I want a summary of your plans for Montgomery before you leave today.”
I smile sweetly even though I’m now seething on the inside. Before I leave today? That’ll make for a long night, but most nights at this job are long. At least I like what I do...even if I don’t like my boss. “Of course.”
She stomps off, and I look at Todd and make a face. I kick the door shut behind me and stalk toward the guy who’s about to make my eyes roll to the back of my head.
“Now where were we?” I ask, settling back onto his lap and linking my arms around his neck.
He chuckles. “I was just getting back to work. I’ve got deadlines and as much fun as this sounds, I don’t think we should do it at work. Let’s save it for later when we can take our time.”
I thrust my hips down on him again. “You sure about that?”
He groans, and then he mutters, “Nope. Not even a little.” And then he gives me what I want. I produce the condom from my palm and shift back. He glances at the door, and then he sighs, unzips his pants, pulls himself out, and rolls on the condom.
I feel giddy as he reaches toward me and hooks his finger around my panties to shove them aside before he thrusts up into me.
I moan—loudly—and he presses his mouth to mine in some misguided attempt to quiet me, and then he really starts moving.
It’s hot and illicit doing this here in his office. It’s bright outside so no one can see in, especially not up here on the fifth floor, but I can see out there, and I see cars moving and people walking while I’m up here getting screwed in a desk chair.
I throw my head back and close my eyes, giving into the heat and passion that burns between us.
“Oh God,” I moan. “Oh yes, yes, yes!” He clamps a hand over my mouth, but it’s too late. I’m yelling because holy hell he’s good at the sex stuff, and he keeps hammering into me because neither of us are done yet, except I’m just about done because he feels so damn good. I start yelling as everything goes black and pleasure is just about to sweep over me. “I’m so close, so close!”
And then he gasps and everything stops as I’m about to fly into my orgasm. I’m dying for just a teeny-tiny little more friction to really send this bliss to that sheer level of perfection, and he’s thick inside me but completely still.
I open my eyes to see just why the hell he thought it was a good idea to stop moving as my body is literally tipping over the edge of ecstasy, and I see his wide eyes pinned toward the door.
My heart stops for a beat as my brain catches up, and then my head slowly turns to see what caused him to stop.
He shifts as I turn, and it’s just enough of a shift to tip me into the throes of my climax as my eyes meet Belinda’s across the room.
I cry out as I fly headfirst into my orgasm. I close my eyes tight and come and come as I grip onto Todd, and then it all stops, and I’m pretty sure Belinda saw the entire thing.
And now what?
Do I just, you know, climb off him? Because then that big, hard thing will just be hanging out for Belinda to see.
“I’ll give you a minute,” she says, and then the door slams shut.
“Do, uh...” I pause. “Do you want to finish?”
“Um, no.” He gently pushes me off, but I was really just thinking of him. You know, blue balls and all that. “Dammit, Ellie. I told you we shouldn’t do it at work.”
“Oh, so now this is my fault?” I fire back as I smooth my dress back into place and attempt to balance myself as my knees still shake from that orgasm.
He pulls off the condom and tucks himself back into his pants. He grabs a tissue to get rid of it. “I didn’t say that, exactly, but yes. It’s absolutely your fault. You didn’t even bother to lock the door?”
I lift a shoulder. “Guess not. But you could’ve put up a fight if you really didn’t want to do it.”
“Are you serious right now? If I did put up a fight, you would’ve badgered me until you got your way anyway. I love this job, and you didn’t lock the door, and now we’ll probably both be fired for having sex in the workplace during working hours, and man you didn’t just fuck me, but you somehow managed to fuck me over, too.” He heaves out a breath when he finishes his speech.
I stare at him with wide eyes, not really sure what to say to that. “Really, Todd?” My comeback is weak, but the truth of the matter remains: Todd is no Prince Charming, and it looks like our relationship was no fairy tale.
There’s a knock on the door.
“Come in,” Todd yells.
Belinda shakes her head in disgust when she opens the door.
I’ve been working here for three years, starting as an intern fresh out of college and working my way up to account manager. Belinda was brought over from a competing company a few months ago and we sort of got off on the wrong foot.