Mid Life Love (Mid Life Love #1)(39)

There were murmurs of “Not at all,” “Of course,” and “Sure.”

He walked around the table and once again took a seat directly in front of me.

Mr. Barnes beamed. “Miss Turner, could you please pass Mr. Statham a copy of the power-points please?”

She walked towards him, blushing bright red, and handed Jonathan a folder. He nodded his head and smiled at her, making her face turn crimson.

The lights dimmed and Jonathan’s eyes immediately met mine across the table. He was giving me his ‘I want you right now’ look, and I couldn’t deal with that right now—not in the middle of the day, not in front of all of my colleagues.

I swiveled my chair around and exhaled, watching the first few minutes of a presentation that was shockingly well done.

I felt my phone vibrating and opened the text. Jonathan: “Turn back around. Now.”

“Only if you agree to stop looking at me. I don’t want other people sensing that we are sleeping together and I can’t focus with you eyeing me...”

“I don’t give a f**k what they think. TURN. AROUND.”

“Pay attention to the presentation. You might learn something.”

I clapped at the end of the first presentation and prepared to take notes on the second, but I received another text from him: “If you don’t turn around within the next sixty seconds, I swear I will walk around this table and f**k you in front of everyone.”

My heart fluttered. I figured he had to be bluffing; he wouldn’t risk his reputation on something so reckless and trivial.

I kept listening to the interns and writing down my thoughts.

“Thirty seconds, Claire...”

I stifled a gasp and texted him back. “You wouldn’t dare.”

“Try me.”

“Alright everyone!” Mr. Barnes said. “Thanks to both intern teams for outstanding work. Directors, make sure you email me and Miss Gracen what you think before you leave for the day. It’s now time for our weekly Zen session, so we need to head on over to the relaxation room.”

I closed my notebook and breathed a sigh of relief. I followed my team across the hall and into a room full of tacky sea-colored bean bags.

As usual, one of the directors turned off the lights and Mr. Barnes lit the three huge Zen candles that stood at the front of the room.

We were supposed to “find” our way to the bean bag that “spoke” to us,” and sit on it for one hour of meditation in the dark. Of course, most of the time people just turned on their music and fell asleep—especially me.

I headed towards my secluded spot in the back corner and started to sit down, but I felt Jonathan wrapping his arms around my waist.

Before I could tell him to stop, he bent down and kissed me until I was out of breath.

“You’re lucky it’s so dark in here,” he whispered. “Next time I’ll do it in the conference room for everyone to see.”

“I—”

He kissed me again and pulled me close. “Shhhh. Don’t talk.”

“For everyone that doesn’t have their own relaxation music...” Mr. Barnes’ voice was coming from the front of the room. “Please put on the Zen headphones now. I’m going to start playing the ocean music through them in about ten seconds.”

“You should probably try to be as quiet as possible.” Jonathan pulled me over to the corner and slid his hands underneath my skirt.

He can’t be serious...

“Jonathan, stop. This is crazy...” My breath caught in my throat. “Do you know how many people are in here? You wouldn’t—”

“You brought this on yourself.” He kissed me and pulled me down onto a beanbag.

I tore my mouth away from his and tried to stand up, using my hands to push off from the floor, but he snaked his arm around my waist and pulled me close.

“I’m starting the Zen music now,” Mr. Barnes said. “Remember no talking and no cell phone usage please. Oh, and remember to take deep breaths and—”

The rest of his sentence came out muffled. I couldn’t focus.

Jonathan was kissing me relentlessly—not giving me a chance to pull away. When he’d taken every ounce of breath that I had, he pushed my dress up past my thighs and positioned me to straddle his lap.

I heard him unbuckling his pants and un-wrapping a condom, so I tried to get up again, but one of his arms was still tightly snaked around me.

“Jonathan...” I whispered. “Think about this. I—”

“I have,” he said as he slipped two fingers inside of me. “I’ve been thinking about it all day.” He moved them in and out a few times, and then he brought his mouth close to my ear. “And from the feel of things...You’ve been thinking about it too.”

I suppressed a moan as he placed a kiss on my neck, as he tilted me up and slowly lowered me onto his dick.

“Ahh...Ahhh...Ahhhhh...”

“Shhhh...” He tugged at my bottom lip with his teeth and grabbed my hands, placing them on the wall behind him. “You have to be quiet or they’ll hear us...”

“Alright, one last thing everyone.” Mr. Barnes was still talking. “Remember, if anyone is caught talking or if someone’s cell phone goes off, I’ll have to turn on the lights and we’ll have to do the session in the light, without the power of the candles. So, don’t be selfish—the Zen system benefits us all...”