Heart's a Mess (6 page)

“Mostly I’m just curious,” he said. Curious
and also so hard he hurt.

“I thought about what you said.” Her hands
slipped behind her back and he heard the zipper on her skirt go down. Then her
hands, her lovely hands, pushed the black material over her hips, past her ass
and down to the ground. She stepped out of it and stood before him. His world
pretty much stopped right there and then.

“Fuck.”

She smiled. “I wore them for you.”

Gray silk suspenders and knickers to match
the bra. Lace panels the same storm cloud color and two little bows. His brain
left the building. It was that simple. Lush, pale curves, silk lingerie and
black heels.

“I missed you too,” she said, eyes bright.
“Isn’t that silly? I saw you nearly every day but…”

He crossed to her and cupped her pretty
face, kissed her perfect lips. She opened to him, teasing his tongue with her
own, driving him nuts. But then, she always had. When she moaned his name, he
lost it more than a little. Lucky she still knew his name because he’d
basically forgotten. His mind had been wiped clean. There was nothing but her.

Her hands popping the buttons on his shirt
and pushing it off his shoulders.

Her clever fingers getting into his jeans
at record speed and wrapping around his cock.

And her mouth; he could kiss her forever.

Kissing Alex was great, heavenly. Having
Alex fuck her while she bent over the desk however would be even better. Her sex
squeezed tight at the thought. He made her hungry and hot and a bit of a mess.
But that was okay because he was right there with her.

Violet broke the kiss and turned, assuming
the position. Hands stroked over her back and slid down to cup her ass cheeks.
The feel of his hot, wet mouth on the back of her thigh made her jump. “Alex.”

“Shh.”

A finger tucked into the edge of her briefs
and, God, the feel of his breath on her bare sex. Her knees nearly gave. Every
muscle in her legs quivered. His tongue lapped at her, sliding between the
folds of her sex. The breath stuttered out of her and her belly tensed. Nothing
had ever felt so divine. So of course she bent forward and gave him better
access, spreading her legs wider. The heels were both a help and hindrance,
great for height but an issue for balance. Luckily Alex was good with his
hands, holding her steady.

His mouth made her tremble. The feel of his
tongue slipping through her, leaving no part undiscovered. He suckled the lips
of her sex and tongued her tight back hole. Bless the man. He knew exactly what
he was doing. Her hips writhed, pushing back against him, demanding more.
Tension spread as the pleasure grew and grew. Paperwork ended up strewn across
the floor and her breasts pushed at the cool, hard surface. There was no
stopping it, not once his fingers found her clit.

Freight trains, speeding bullets, whatever.
It hit her harder than all combined and she came with a strangled cry, hands
hanging onto the edges of the big old desk for all she was worth.

A moment later, he pushed slowly into her.
The fit and feel of his cock was sublime, the stretch as he filled her. One big
hand gripped her hips while the other held the gusset of her knickers aside.

“You like the lingerie,” she mumbled, still
gathering her reserves.

He hummed. “I fucking love the lingerie.
But I have every intention of taking you home and having you naked in my bed
next.”

“Okay.” Like she’d argue.

He drew back before thrusting into her once
again. Her body lit up from top to toe. No part of her remained unaware. The
man was spectacular. The hand on her hip slid up to clasp her shoulder.

“Violet.”

“Harder.”

“Yes.”

Alex picked up the pace and the sound of
flesh slapping filled the room. He fucked her hard and fast and she loved it.
His heavy breathing and grunt of approval when she canted her hips were hot as
hell. Everything about him worked for her. The scent of sex and the sound of
his voice saying her name over and over. When his hand burrowed beneath her,
searching out her clit, she’d have said it was impossible to come again so soon
but Alex didn’t play by the rules. His cock stroked over something wonderful
inside her and the pressure built once more. If only there’d been a mirror
because she’d have loved to watch him. The thought that she could have let this
beautiful man slip away…

She came again with a startled sound, hips
bucking. Hands held her brutally hard and he pulled her back onto him and came.
The world grayed and pleasure swamped her. It never seemed to end. Lucky the desk
was there. She collapsed on top of it.

Alex lay against her back, an arm braced
beside her head. Without a word, he straightened and she heard him zipping up
his jeans. He pulled her into the upright position and picked her up, carried
her to the couch.

“You’ll hurt your back,” she said.

He ignored her.

He sat them on the couch with her on his
lap. They were both covered in sweat and breathing heavy. It had been totally
worth it. His fingers traced up and down the side of her leg. She planted a
kiss on his bare chest, breathing him in deeply.

“You okay?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“Are
we
okay?”

She looked up and he stared right back at
her, blue eyes intent, waiting. She’d gotten no sleep the night previous.
Sitting awake, thinking over everything he’d said and trying to make sense of
it all, trying to make the right decision. In all honesty, he scared the crap
out of her. But it wasn’t because he felt like a mistake.

The beautiful man leaned down and brushed
his nose against hers. “Hmm?”

Her heart thudded hard. Funnily enough, she
was starting to get used to it.

“We are fantastic,” she said.

His arms tightened around her. “Good.”

“I have a confession to make.”

He canted his head, kissed her. “What’s
that?”

“I hated seeing you with Jane,” she said.
“I hated thinking I’d messed up and lost you. And I really hated not being able
to touch you.”

Her hand slipped around the back of his
neck, holding him close as he kissed her again. A light, sweet thing that
definitely needed ramping up a little. She opened her mouth wider and he
reciprocated. The stroke of his tongue and the nip of his teeth were hot as
sin. If she hadn’t still been recovering from the last round she’d have been
climbing all over him. Kissing Alex really needed to take precedence from here
on out.

What an excellent plan.

They didn’t rush coming up for air. When he
pulled back to look at her, the distinct prod of his hard-on could be felt
against her rear. The light in his eye made her want to fan her face.
Everything about this man did.

“So I have something to tell you,” she
said, panting more than a little.

“What?”

“I think it’s best if I quit.”

Alex frowned. “No! You don’t have to do
that.”

“I want you more than I want this job. I’ll
find work somewhere else.”

He held her hand to his cheek, eyes serious.
“Violet. You fit in here. I like having you here. We can keep this outside of
work.”

She doubted that. “Alex, we have yet to
manage to have sex off the property. It’s going to affect things. I think my
leaving is for the best.”

There was some startlingly loud banging at
the door. She nearly jumped out of her stockings.

“Are you two finished in there yet?” John
yelled. “I need my stuff.”

Alex rolled his eyes. “John. Fire me.”

“You’re fired.” His brother’s shouts were
muffled by the door. “Now get the fuck out of my office.”

“See,” said Alex. “All fixed.”

“Hang on,” said John, voice sounding
concerned. “You’re not really leaving me to deal with Duncan alone are you?”

“No,” said Alex. “You can rehire me in the
morning.”

“Uh. Okay.”

“What’s going on?” Duncan’s voice joined
John’s outside the door. It was almost turning into a family meeting with her
sitting on a half-naked man in her underwear. How bizarre. Thank goodness they
couldn’t see anything.

“Alex and Violet are at it again,” said
John.

Duncan laughed. “Man, they’re like
rabbits.”

“You know, we can hear you,” said Alex. He
patted her leg. “We better get you dressed. No one gets to see you in that
lingerie but me.”

The man had a point. She reluctantly
climbed off him and headed for her clothes.

“What kind of lingerie?” asked Duncan, his
voice sounding suspiciously close to the keyhole. “Shit. That’s hot.”

“John,” barked Alex.

“I got it,” his brother assured him.

There was a thump and a pained kind of
howling noise from out in the hallway.

“Oops,” said John. “I think Duncan
accidentally got another black eye. How sad.”

Alex picked up her skirt and held it open
for her to step into, then drew it up her legs. His mouth wandered over the
tops of her breasts, placing hot kisses across her cleavage. Goose bumps grew
aplenty.

“If you leave, how we can have emergency
staff meetings, hmm?” he asked. “I’m certain there’s more furniture we need to
break in. Plus, I’ve got all these ideas for new initiatives in staff
discipline. You over my knee, it’ll be brilliant.”

“Alex.”

“Stay.”

“Are you sure?”

“Yes. Very. I’m crazy about you, Violet.”

“My eyes are up here,” she said drily.

He raised his face to give her a boyish
grin. “I’m crazy about all of you.”

“I’m crazy about you too,” she admitted as
the butterflies in her belly swooped and swirled in the best possible way. Her
face hurt from smiling but that was okay. The most beautiful man she’d ever met
smiled right back at her.

He kissed her again, backing her up against
the desk once more. His hands returned to the zip on her skirt, pulling it
down. “I think you’d look awful pretty lying on the desk.”

“I thought we were going to your place.”
She gave the most girlish of giggles. It couldn’t be helped. The man was a
singular delight, him and his hard cock.

“Guys, seriously,” groaned John.

“Once more for the road, yeah?”

Someone pounded on the door. They both
ignored it.

“Whatever you want, boss.” She grinned.

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