Bittersweet Memories (Off-Limits #4)(100)

I bend over Silas’s desk to reach his keyboard and start typing, forcing myself to focus on our work. I’ve been absentminded all day because of the words Silas whispered last night, and I should know better. We’re at the office, after all.

Silas rolls his chair back and I glance at him over my shoulder, only to find him smirking at me. He grabs the hem of my skirt and pushes it up until he’s got it bunched around my hips. “Keep typing,” he orders.

Heat rushes to my cheeks and I blush fiercely as I obey his order, trying my hardest to keep typing when all I want to do is turn around and kiss him. Silas’s hands roam over my ass, kneading and teasing, his thumbs brushing over my pussy.

I gasp when he grabs my tights and rips them right at the crotch, the sound loud in his quiet office. “Si!” I whisper.

“Keep working, baby,” he tells me. “You’ve got ten minutes to replicate the attack so we can build a proper defense.”

He pushes my underwear aside and chuckles as he drags his thumb over my pussy. “Wet,” he whispers. “I love this about you. I love that a single kiss turns you on just as much as it does me.”

He leans in and presses a soft kiss right between my legs, making me swallow down a moan. “Silas,” I warn.

He merely chuckles in response. “Eight minutes.”

I bite down on my lip as I continue to type, praying I’m doing a half decent job when all of my attention is on what he’s doing to me.

Si leans in, his tongue lapping around my clit, evading the spot I want him at most, over and over again. He’s torturing me.

“Six minutes.”

Silas spreads my ass cheeks and leans in further, his tongue moving down from my clit, until he’s sliding it into me, fucking me with his tongue in an effort to drive me insane.

“I’m not above begging,” I moan.

He chuckles and finally drags his tongue to my clit, flicking over it, falling into a steady rhythm that has my orgasm building rapidly.

“Si,” I plead. “I’m going to come. I can’t hold it.”

He takes me right to the edge, and then he pulls away. I gasp and try to straighten, but he keeps me pinned down with a hand on my lower back. “I’m not done with you.”

My pussy clenches when I hear the sound of his belt unbuckling, and moments later, he slides his cock against me, teasing my clit and pushing just the tip in, repeating the motion a few times, refusing to let me come.

“Silas,” I warn. “I’m going to kill you. I’m seriously going to kill you.”

He chuckles and slams into me, finally giving me what I want. A loud moan escapes my lips, and Si wraps one hand around my lips, keeping the other on my hip. He fucks me like that, and everything fades away as I chase a high.

“Four minutes,” he reminds me, and I try my hardest to refocus on the code I’m trying to write, when all I want to do is come for him.

The way he’s got his hand wrapped over my lips has him pulling my head back, my back arched. I can’t imagine what we look like right now. I’m bent over his desk, his thick cock thrusting into me and his fingers silencing me.

I grit my teeth and continue to type, praying to God any of what I’m typing is what I’m hoping it is. I can’t think straight when he’s touching me like that, and he knows it.

Si moves his hand away from my hip to my pussy, his thumb brushing over my clit as he fucks me from behind. He flicks my clit along with every stroke, and within seconds, I’m coming for him, his hand silencing my moans.

Wave after wave of pleasure rocks my body as Silas increases the pace, fucking me harder, his strokes stronger, deeper. Moments after my orgasm subsides, he comes deep inside me, my name on his lips. “Oh God, Alanna,” he moans.

He leans over me and hugs me from behind, the two of us leaning against his desk, still intimately connected. I smile as he presses a kiss to the back of my neck, setting my restless heart at ease. “I don’t know what’s got you so worried today, my love. Just know that you’re the only one I want. You always will be. You’re it for me, Alanna. Forever.”

Silas slips out of me and grabs a paper napkin from his desk drawer, cleaning me up before pulling me upright. He turns me around and wraps his arms around me, his eyes on me. “You’re all I’ve ever wanted,” he promises. “You always will be.”

The sincerity in his gaze startles me, and I rise to my tiptoes to kiss him, unsure what to say. How did he know I was feeling insecure?

Silas kisses me tenderly, taking his time with me. His touch takes away all of my worries and cements my decision. I don’t care who Ray is. I’m taking every part of Si that used to belong to her, and I’m never letting go.

Si pulls away and presses his lips to my forehead, his touch lingering as he moves to my neck next. “You’re out of time,” he whispers.

I chuckle as I pull away from him and straighten my clothes before walking toward his door. I pause halfway through and turn back to face him. “Check the code,” I tell him.

His eyes widen, and I smirk at him. Who does he think I am? This girl he can’t seem to forget… there’s no way she’s as compatible with him as I am. No way in hell.





Chapter Sixty-Four





Alanna