Trusting You (Second Chances #2)(33)
“Those were from Victoria’s Secret,” I scolded him playfully. “You’re going to need to start buying me underwear from all the pairs you keep ripping off my body.”
Taking my bottom lip in his mouth, he sucked it hard. “I like you better without them.”
Gripping my thighs with his large hands, he roughly pulled me across the desk so that my legs were spread apart and open for him. His cock was hard and glistening at the tip. I licked my lips, wanting nothing more than to suck that salty drop from the top. Instead, he plunged inside me and took my nipple in his mouth all at one time while grasping my hips in his firm grip. It was a rush of sensations that almost had me screaming his name. Luckily he masked my cries with his mouth, closing it over mine.
Brett pulled back and chuckled. “Are you trying to get us caught?”
“I couldn’t help it,” I breathed. “You’re killing me.”
Grabbing the hair at the nape of my neck, he tangled his fingers in my tresses and pulled, nipping my neck with his teeth. “Same here, firecracker. You’re so wet and closing in around me so tight I don’t think I can hold off.”
Folding my arms around his shoulders, I locked on tighter to his body and thrust my hips along with his. Brett grunted and growled in my ear, “Fuck … Melissa, I’m gonna come if you keep doing that.”
Grinding my hips harder, I tangled my tongue with his while I milked him for all he had, feeling the pulsing in his cock that always signaled the coming of his release. My orgasm came hot and swift at the same time. He dug his fingers into my hips and pumped his own pleasure inside my body until we both collapsed onto the desk.
Leaning his forehead to mine, his breath was ragged against my lips. “Damn, that felt good. How I will ever get enough of you is beyond me.” He pulled out gently and helped me off the desk by taking my hand.
“Let’s just hope it stays that way,” I whispered. Especially, after I tell you my secret, I thought.
Pulling on his pants and glaring at me, he asked, “Why wouldn’t it stay that way? I’m going to warn you now, you’re not getting rid of me so easily.”
Half-heartedly, I smiled and nodded. Before I could respond a loud knock came at the door. “Shit,” I hissed, scrambling around to gather my clothes.
Brett clambered around and hastily put his clothes on while I gathered up all of mine and locked myself in the bathroom. “Do you have everything you need in there?” he whispered by the bathroom door.
“Yeah, I got everything,” I said, breathlessly. “I’ll be out in a minute.”
He laughed low. “Okay, baby. That was close, wasn’t it?”
I shook my head and grinned at myself in the mirror. “Yes it was, now answer the door! I’ll be out in just one second.”
Chuckling, I could hear Brett putting papers back on his desk and then the sound of the door opening. A man’s voice spoke out, but both his and Brett’s voice were muffled by the door; it was probably Galen, his boss. Once I washed up and put on my clothes, I straightened my hair by running my fingers through it and opened the door. One thing was for certain … I wasn’t prepared for who I saw.
Eighteen
The second I walked out of the bathroom, my heart stopped and my eyes went wide. Daniel’s narrowed gaze scrutinized my ruffled appearance and his cheeks flushed in anger. Shit!
“Why hello again, Melissa. It is Melissa, right?” Daniel asked, trying hard to mask his irritation.
It took all I had not to roll my eyes and cuss at him, but I tilted my lips in a forced smile and answered him, “Yes, it’s Melissa.” It was short and clipped, but I didn’t feel like saying anything else. Thankfully, Brett took over.
“Is there something I can do for you, Mr. O’Briene?” Brett asked politely. His gaze lingered over to me, but I could already feel the tension in the room building and I didn’t want him to see me hesitate. I wanted out of there … fast.
Daniel sidled further in the room and took a seat in one of the chairs. “Actually, there is,” he began. “I thought maybe we could go out for drinks tonight with some of my friends. I figured we could talk about our next step.” He turned to me and said, “You can come too if you want.”
“I’m sorry but I can’t,” I muttered blandly.
“Unfortunately, neither can I,” Brett said to him as well. “I have to leave in ten minutes to catch a flight to Seattle.”
Daniel smiled and stood, tilting his head to the side. “Ah, another client?” When Brett nodded he continued, “That’s great news by the way. Maybe when you come back we can go for drinks. I know we aren’t supposed to start until December, but I’m looking forward to seeing what you have in mind and maybe getting a head start.”
Brett held out his hand. “Sounds like a plan. I’ll call you when I get back into town.”
Daniel took Brett’s hand and shook it, but not before turning a wolfish glare my way. “So how long will you be gone on this business trip?”
My instincts went on full alert … he was up to something. Brett furrowed his brow and pursed his lips. “I’m not too sure how long I’ll be gone. It’s looking like it’ll be three days at most.”
Daniel nodded and turned on his heel toward the door. “Well, all right, Mr. Walker. I’ll leave you to it. Have a safe trip, and I’ll speak to you when you get back.” He snuck a quick glance at me before walking out the door with a smirk on his face.