Page 52 of Bite Me
“Luckily, you won’t snitch on me.” I winked.
The sound of our laughter died, and Eddie looked away. He muffled a yawn with his palm. I wanted to ask him to come home with me, but with how tired he looked…
“It’s half past six. You should go home and get some rest.”
He blinked up at me, then frowned. He seemed to be waging some internal battle, but then he rose and closed his laptop. He looked almost disappointed. Why did I send him away? If I asked him, would he come with me?
“Eddie.”
“Yes?”
“I’ve noticed Cat is giving you a hard time. Does she suspect something?”
Again, that blush. I adored that blush.
“She…seems to think I have a crush on you. It’s just friendly ribbing. She has no idea about…” He gestured between us.
A crush. Such an innocent word.
Did Eddie have a crush on me? I was grinning before I knew it.
Eddie flushed a deeper shade of pink. “Stop it.”
“What?”
“Looking so smug.”
I walked around my desk and took the laptop from his hands. I set it on the desk. Eddie was staring at his feet, ears red and lips smiling. Suddenly, he didn’t seem so tired anymore. I placed my hand on his jaw, and the warmth from his blood seeped into my palm.
“I love it when you blush.”
He lifted his gaze. “We shouldn’t,” he murmured. “Not here.”
It was a good rule. A smart one.Don’t do anything at the office.
We moved in sync. Our lips met, and Eddie moaned. I licked into his mouth, starved for his taste. The kiss was filthy, and desire rolled off Eddie in waves. He was glorious when he was horny. He bucked against me, his hard cock pressing into my thigh. When I moved my mouth to kiss down his jaw, he turned his head and unashamedly offered me his throat, asking for what he wanted.
The first bite was only to tease. I swallowed a couple of times, and he gasped, struggling to stay quiet. I licked the wound and flipped him around. I tore his jacket off his arms and threw it somewhere behind me, then I undid his belt and shoved his pants down his thighs. Panting, he braced himself with his hands on my desk and looked over his shoulder. His eyes were wild, nearly black. The venom was coursing through his bloodstream.
“Please,” he whimpered.
My cock out, I pressed against his naked ass. I nestled my erection in his crease and licked his neck.
“You need to stay quiet.”
“I know. Make me come!” He was shaking.
I put my hand over his mouth and wrapped the other around his erection. Then I found the vein along the side of his throat and bit down.
Eddie’s cry of pleasure was muted by my palm. His cock pulsated in my hand, and his cum splattered onto my desk.
I drank, rutting against his bare ass. I needed to get him into my bed so we could do this properly.
Sucking slowly, I jerked him off toward a second orgasm. He thrust into my hand and rubbed his ass against my erection. When he came again, I was so close I was vibrating. I closed the wound on his throat and looked at his ass.
Oh damn.
He was perfect. Pale and youthful, fuzzy like a peach, with a couple of beauty marks on the left cheek. I wanted to kiss those.
