He freezes, eyes widening. “What now?”
Fuck me and my stupid brain. I slam a hand over my face as I try to avoid his gaze. “Jesus, I’m sorry. I just. I have this thing where I don’t filter well, my brain just kind of dumps shit out even when I’m not ready. Oh God, that’s not—”
“You want to have sex?” His voice is husky and I drop my hand as I look at him. His surprised look is gone and is now replaced with something more serious. His eyes are dark, and if we weren’t in the office I have no doubt I’d be on my knees for him just for that look alone. The things he does to me.
“I just, I thought about it and I want to help you. I think this could be mutually beneficial for us both.” Yes, think of all the orgasms.
He blinks and then glances down at his desk. “Listen, I don’t want you to feel like you have to do this or that I put you in a hard situation last night.”
Fuck, he went serious on me again. I need him to go back to that growly, sexy tone.
“You didn’t. I’m saying yes because I want to.” I sound so desperate, like a needy man and you know what, that’s not too far off. I want this with him. I really,reallywant it.
He looks at me once more, eyes searching mine before finally nodding. “Okay,” he breathes out, and it almost sounds relieved. “That’s good.”
“Yeah.” I sound breathless, like I just ran a mile. We’re staring at each other, the tension in the room crackling like electricity. The sound of his phone ringing pulls us from our moment and I look down at the desk, my cheeks burning.
He grabs his phone but before he answers the call he says, “We’ll discuss more after work? My place?”
Your place? Will we be naked? “Yes,” I croak out, standing from the desk and holding my tablet in front of my very interested cock. “That works.”
“Okay,” he says, eyes holding mine before he turns to answer his phone.
I take that as my cue to get out of there. I set my tablet down on my desk and go straight down the hall to the bathroom. Splashing some water on my face, I brace my hands on the sink as I look at myself.
What the fuck are you doing, Lance?
“It’ll be fine,” I reply with a confidence I don’t feel. “Everything will be okay.”
Chapter six
Owen
I’m pacing the length of my apartment waiting for Lance to get here. Holy shit I can’t believe he’s coming. When he told me no last night I was disappointed but honestly, I understood it. We work together. I’m his boss. I felt weird about the whole thing and was so anxious to get home.
I half expected him not to come in to work today. Maybe even HR would be breathing down my neck. So I was extremely happy to see him walking into my office this morning. The last thing I thought he’d do was agree to my crazy plan. I thought my heart was going to fall out of my chest when he said he’d do it.
A knock sounds on my door, pulling me from my thoughts, and I practically sprint to it. I have to tell myself to calm the fuck down so I don’t scare him then I pull the door open gently. He looks the same as he did before he left work. I open the door wide, signaling for him to come inside.
He does, putting his bag down and kicking off his shoes as soon as he’s past the threshold. “Do you want something to drink?” I ask, shutting the door. “I have wine, water, scot—” He slices a hand through the air, cutting me off, and he steps closer to me.
His chest bumps mine and his hands come up to the top button of my shirt. I’ve ditched my tie and shoes, but I’m still in my work clothes too. His fingers drag down the buttons, brushing my skin in the process and the contact causes me to shudder. My chest is heaving and my eyes are half-mast by the time he has my shirt open. I bite down hard on my lip as I wait for his next move. I’m a mix of shocked by how forward he is, but equally turned on and ready to go.
He takes a finger, running it from the band of my pants to the middle of my chest before looking up at me, eyes full of longing. “Can I kiss you, Owen?” His voice is deeper than usual and the sound does crazy things to my insides. Is it normal to feel this turned on after barely any action?
“Yes.” I barely have the word out before his lips are on mine. His lips are soft, pressing against mine with so much heat and desire that I feel like I’m going to burn alive. Kissing Pete and kissing Lance are like night and day. Lance kisses me with no reservation, like he knows exactly what he’s doing and how badly he wants this.
His hands are running down my chest and I snag him by the waist, pulling him flush against me. We fit perfectly together and goddamn, it feels so good. I’m a tall guy and usually I’m having to bend down to kiss my partner but not now. He matches me for size and I love it. He rocks slightly against me and the feel of his cock pulls a moan from my throat. He feelsbigand that turns me on more. I feel like I should be freaking out right now. Is it supposed to be this easy?
He pulls back and I let out an unsatisfied grunt. I want to keep kissing him. I want to kiss him for hours. Hell, that probably wouldn’t even be enough. I’m quickly becoming addicted to his lips and the thought is terrifying. Why am I feeling like this after one kiss? Taking my hand he leads me to the couch, pushing me to sit before he falls to his knees in front of me.Holy fuck.My mouth drops open in surprise.
His hands run up my thighs and I can feel myself trembling under his touch. Grabbing my belt he begins to undo it, and I watch as his long fingers move. Hands are sexy, who knew? “Is this okay?” he questions, his fingers toying with the button of my pants.
I look down at him, seeing the fire dancing behind his glasses-covered eyes. Despite this being the first time I don’t hesitate. I want this so badly. “Yes.”
Something crosses his features before he’s grabbing the top of my pants and boxers, working them down my thighs and legs, and tugging them off. He tosses them behind him and I’m left sitting on the couch in nothing but my open shirt, socks, and a rock-hard cock that’s sticking straight up, practically begging to be touched.
He doesn’t hesitate, he grabs me by the base and gives my cock a tug. His tongue snakes out to wet his bottom lip before he leans forward and licks my head. My eyes slam shut and I release a hiss, biting down on the inside of my cheek to stop myself from coming too quickly.
