“I didn’t,” she answered.
I nodded as I digested the information. If she didn’t think she was going to see me again, she might have thought I would never see Jace. There was another avenue I could try to use to get her to tell me the truth.
I rose from my chair and wiped my hands. “You’re looking a little stiff,” I said.
She looked up at me and smiled. “I am feeling a little stiff.”
“Good. Let me ease it for you.”
I shrugged off my suit jacket and draped it over the chair before moving behind her and beginning to massage her shoulders. She rolled her head forward. “That feels amazing.”
“I think I’m going to have to hire you a masseuse,” I told her. “I can’t drop everything and come over here to rub your neck whenever you’re a little stiff.”
“But what if your massages aren’t the only thing I’m angling for?” she teased.
“I know you aren’t talking about using me for sex,” I said.
“I don’t think it’s really considered using you,” she corrected. “I mean, you get some enjoyment out of it too.”
“I suppose I do.”
She turned her chair to face me. “You didn’t miss me at all this week?”
I touched her cheek. “I did.”
“I thought you’d come by the office. I even wore sexy panties on Wednesday. You never showed.”
“Are you wearing sexy panties now?”
A slow smile spread over her face. “No.”
“Bummer. Granny panties?”
She slowly shook her head. “Nope.”
“Okay, just plain boring panties.”
She flashed a sexy grin. “Wrong again.”
“I don’t—” I sucked in a breath when I realized what she was saying.
She laughed. “There you go.”
My pants damn near busted a seam with the erection that sprang to life. “You are dangerous.”
“I’ve been waiting for you.”
I leaned down and kissed her.
Chapter 68
Saige
I had truly been craving his kiss for days. I hated the time between seeing him. It wasn’t like I could call him and invite him for a quickie at the office. I didn’t really have the time during the week with Jace at home. I wasn’t brave enough to sneak Nash in after Jace went to bed. I was too worried he would wake up and find us together. I wasn’t trying to scar the poor kid.
I moaned and wrapped my arms around him and pulled him close. His mouth pulled away from mine. “I’m going to break the chair,” he said and pulled me up.
I touched his jaw with the five o’clock shadow just starting to bloom. I liked the rough look on him. “I like this,” I told him and rubbed my hand over his jaw. “I get to pretend I’m taking a walk on the wild side with a bad boy.”
“I can be a very bad boy,” he teased. “Let me show you.”
He unzipped my skirt and shoved it down my legs. I gasped when he grabbed my bare ass and squeezed. “Dammit, why didn’t you call me earlier?” he growled. “I would have been over here in a flash if I knew this was happening.”
I laughed. “I didn’t go commando all day. This was solely for your benefit.”
“I think I like that better,” he whispered. “Damn, I wish there was a bed or even a couch in here.”
“Me too, but I think people might have some questions if I put a bed in here.”
He kissed me again, fueling the passion between us. I reached down and grabbed his dick, feeling the power and further exciting myself. I attacked his belt and fly with a sudden sense of urgency. Now that I had him in my hands, I was suddenly very anxious to have him inside me. A week of waiting had left me feeling more than a little anxious.
“Damn,” he groaned when my hand tightened around his cock. “I have thought about this all week.”
“And yet you never came by,” I said.
“I didn’t think you’d be up for a quickie in the office with employees hovering at the door.”
“You’re right, but you’re here now.”
He pushed me away from him. A moment later, he was spinning me around. Once again, I assumed the position. I bent forward with my bottom half completely bare.
“I’ll never get tired of seeing this view,” he said as he stroked a hand down my back and over my ass. It was a gentle touch that sent shivers racing up and down my spine.
I turned to look over my shoulder at him. “You’re welcome to look.”
His hand slipped between my thighs and cupped my pussy. “You’re wet, Saige.”
“I’ve been this way for a while now. I’m waiting for you.”
He slipped his finger inside me, probing and playing with me until I was gasping for air. “You ready?” he growled.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Please.”
I felt him moving behind me while hearing the rip of the foil packet he had miraculously produced. A moment later, I felt his thickness pushing against me. I leaned forward, adjusting my hips and opening my legs for him. He slowly pushed inside me with one hand on my back and his other hand gripping my hip.
“This is so good,” he rasped. “I want this again.”
“Yes,” I said. “More.”
He moved deeper inside me and thrust again and again. My thighs slammed against the desk. I pushed back at the same time he thrust. I cried out and slapped my hand against the desk. The pleasure was overwhelming. My body erupted around him, my hips gyrating as I took him deeper.
When the grasp of the orgasm finally released me, I collapsed forward on the desk with him still buried inside my body. “You are so fucking hot,” he said. “Don’t take this the wrong way, but you are every man’s porn fantasy.”
I tried to laugh but it was a little difficult when my body was still spasming around his. “You’re saying I’m as good as a porn star?”
“I’ve never had a porn star but being with you is a fantasy come to life. I like that you’re unafraid to let go. You don’t hold back. You don’t try to be quiet or downplay how good you feel. It is a major turn-on.”
“I think life is too short to pretend I don’t like it. I love it.”
He started to move again. His hands held my hips as he thrust hard and fast. I enjoyed the ride. He groaned before I felt him explode inside me. His fingertips dug into my flesh as his body jerked against mine. I pushed myself off the desk and stood. His arms wrapped around me and his mouth opened against my neck. I reached back and held his head as his hands roamed up my body and fondled my breasts.
He sighed and kissed my cheek. “I sure as hell feel better,” he said with a laugh.
“Me too.”
He stepped away from me. I turned to face him, watching as he disposed of the condom and buttoned up his pants. He left his shirt untucked. When he was finished, he looked up and caught me looking. “You stay like that and I’m going to bend you right back over that desk.”
I laughed and grabbed my skirt from the floor. I opened my desk drawer where I had stashed my panties and shimmied into them. I pulled on my skirt and quickly zipped it up.