“It’s after midnight. No one in this office stays after midnight.”
“How do you know that?”
“I’ve done my research. Let’s go.”
I pushed open my door and jogged to her side before she could get out and pulled open her door.
“Who are you trying to fool?” she said dryly, shutting the door before I could. “The devil doesn’t pretend to be a gentleman.”
I grabbed her arm and pulled her roughly with me. It was one thing for me to think I was every bit the twisted fuck I was, but it was another for Emily to finally start agreeing with me.
“Don’t get it twisted. I was only making sure you didn’t run off.”
Pulling out a set of keys, I handed them to her and looked around the parking lot.
“Open the door.”
She frowned at me and then looked down at the keys I was giving to her. She made a small noise and her eyes narrowed dangerously at me.
“Where the hell did you get these?”
“Where do you think? Now open the fucking doors.”
“Ugh,” she growled but took her eyes from my hands and found the one to open the door.
The minute we stepped in, I pulled her toward the alarm system and pushed her forward.
“Turn it off,” I demanded.
“I don’t know the code.”
“Don’t lie to me, Red. Turn it off.”
“No. I don’t know why you thought I would.” She folded her arms. “If I were you, I’d think about running and getting a head start before the police show up.”
“Nah, I think I’ll stay. After all, it’ll be my word against yours.”
“You honestly think they will believe you over me?”
I shrugged, playing it cool. I knew I had only a few more minutes before the alarm triggered, sending out a warning to the police.
“Maybe, maybe not, but they might believe Ethan.”
“What are you…?” She trailed off as she realized what I was saying.
I talked fast. “He did see us together after all. You didn’t seem like you were being held against your will when I all but fucked you right in front of him. Do you remember his face when I put my hands on you? Do you remember how angry he was? I’m sure he’ll tell the police all about the declaration of excitement you wanted, don’t you? And then there’s Constance… What do you think they will think when she tells them everything you told her the morning she stopped by?” She didn’t respond and she nearly shook with the rage flowing through her body. I leaned into her. “Shut off the alarm, Emily.”
She wrestled with herself before she turned angrily and typed in the code. It beeped twice and the light turned green.
I looked at my watch. Five seconds to spare.
“Let’s go.” I took her arm, but she pulled it from me and turned on her heel, walking ahead of me.
Despite everything that was going on and what she said, I found it fucking hot that she wasn’t giving me an inch. She may have given me all the control when it came down to having sex, but she held her own outside the bedroom.
We took the stairs to the third floor and walked down the hall toward her father’s corner suite.
“Open it,” I said sternly.
“Open it yourself.”
She dropped the keys at my feet and turned away. The urge to make her pick them up was strong, but if I got her down on her knees in front of me, things would take a turn for the worst and fast.
Bending over, I picked up the keys and shoved her out of the way. It took me eight tries, but I finally found the key, and with a loud click, I pushed open the door. None to gently, I pulled and pushed Emily into the office first and shut the door behind me.
“Where does your father keep past patient files?” I looked back at her when she didn’t answer me. This was going to take all night if I let her continue to think she was running the shots.
I stalked toward her, pushing her against the wall with my body, and as angry as she was with me, I knew she was twice as angry with herself because she melted the instant my body touched hers. She pushed against my chest, but all she was accomplishing was tiring herself out.
“Get the fuck away from me, Sin,” she growled, pushing harder. Her hips dug into mine as she pushed away with her back. Her fists burrowed into my chest, but I wasn’t moving.
“We can do this the hard way, Emily, or we can do this the easy way. Either way, you’re helping me, even if I have to drag you around by your hair.”
To make my point, my fingers combed through her hair and grabbed a fistful. It wasn’t enough to hurt her, but it was probably enough to turn her on. I was a little past that point as she continued to strain against me.
“Try it and see what happens. I’m done taking orders from you. You can go fuck yourself,” she spat, staring up into my face. Her face was flushed and her breathing heavy.
I knew she wanted to hate me, but I could see it in her eyes that she was turned on. I could feel it the way her body trembled against mine. Not in anger like she wanted me to believe, but in hot, uncontrolled passion.
“I could, but why would I do that when you fuck me so much better.” I bit her earlobe and she gasped, pushing harder against me.
She was going to fight as hard as she could to deny me, but that was only going to make this that much more fun.
“No.” She hissed, “Don’t touch me.”
“Should we make a deal again, Emily?” I lifted her shirt, pulling down the cup of her bra, and her breast spilled out.
Her nipple was already rock hard and waiting for my mouth and tongue. I opened my mouth wide over the sweet pink tip. I sucked her deep and hard into my mouth, and she cried out, grabbing a fistful of my hair.
“I fucking love it when you get rough, Red. Let me feel those fucking nails.”
She heard my words, and she was pushing at my shoulders again. “Stop it, Sin. I don’t want this. I don’t want you.”
“You’re a fucking liar.” I sucked on her nipple again and she sagged against the wall.
“Oh, God,” she moaned as I bit down on her and I knew she was past the point of no return.
I pulled her shirt over her head and she didn’t fight me. I pulled down the straps of her bra, trapping her arms at her sides. Cupping them both in my hands, I pushed them together until I could take both of her nipples into my mouth, sucking hard.
She squirmed against me as small whimpers escaped her parted lips. I sucked and licked, using my teeth until she couldn’t stand on her own anymore.
She was pulling at my shirt, and I let her pull it over my head before I unbuckled the snap of her jeans and pushed them down her legs. My mouth made a hot trail of kisses down her ribs and stomach, and I pulled her panties down her legs. I helped her step out and licked her, enjoying how wet she already was.
I moved her, pushing her down onto the large desk, and pushed her legs open.
“Take it back, Emily,” I whispered raggedly. “Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“No,” she said angrily.
“Say it, sweet girl. Tell me what you want,” I said as I pushed up against her.
She moaned and gave in way faster than I thought she would. “Yes. Fuck me, Sin.”
“Play with yourself. Show me how much you want it.”
She didn’t waste any time moving her hands over her stomach and up, covering her breasts. She pulled at her nipples until her back arched off the desk and she moaned. She watched me with desire-filled eyes, and one of her hands moved down until her fingers found the swollen knot.
Her hips lifted and she drew her fingertip over the sensitive tissue, and I almost came in my pants. I leaned over, grabbing the edge of the desk to keep from burying my face in her intoxicating heat. I could smell her passion and I wanted to taste it, but not yet.
“Please, Sin…” she begged, opening her legs wider.
I groaned. “Not yet. Keep going,” I demanded.
She reached farther unti
l she could slip her fingers inside and rub the knot with her thumb. Her breathing increased with the rhythm of her fingers, and she cried out as she built her release.
I couldn’t stand it any longer, and I pushed her thumb away before sucking her into my mouth. She screamed and her fingers tangled in my hair as she lifted her hips. Grabbing her hips, I lifted her toward my mouth and rammed my tongue inside her.
“Sin!” She panted and ground her sweet pussy into my mouth.
She was clawing at the desk for release by the time I lowered her hips. I flipped her around and bent her over the desk.
“Open your legs,” I told her, and she did.
Unzipping my pants, I pushed them down. I was so hard I thought I was going to burst, but I fucking loved the torture and even more I loved to watch Emily squirm.
Holding myself, I rubbed my head against her sleek opening. Her legs trembled and she moaned.
“Do you like that?” I asked, repeating the movement. She purred and that’s all I needed to hear.
I positioned myself against her and slowly pushed in. Her hips moved against me, but I pulled back. I had no mercy as I took her hard and fast. The desk she was perched on shook violently, knocking pictures and papers to the floor.
She was getting too loud, so I reached out and covered her mouth with my hand. If anything, it made her even hotter. She pressed back against me faster and harder until I thought I’d blow inside of her.
I growled when she nipped the inside of my palm with her teeth.
“Oh, you want it rough, bad girl?” I asked as I shifted my hips and pressed her harder onto the desk.
“Yes,” she growled back at me.
The side of her face was mashed into her father’s desk calendar as I took her as hard and fast as I could. Reaching up, I tugged on her hair until her ear was close to my mouth.
“You like getting fucked, don’t you, Emily?” I said before I bit her earlobe.
“Yes.” Her voice broke.
I could feel her tightening around me. She was close and it pushed me harder.
“Are you going to come, pretty Emily? Go ahead and come for me, baby.”
My words sent her over the edge. She threw her head back and screamed out her release. Again, I quickly covered her mouth, feeling her loud moans against my palm.
Her cries sent me over the edge, and I knew I needed to pull out, but she was still coming and I didn’t want to quit before she was done. One final moan from her and it was all I could take. I didn’t even bother stopping or pulling out as I let go deep inside of her. It was the best orgasm of my life, and I was sure the loud noise that exploded from my lips let her know.
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When we could finally move, I pulled up my jeans and buttoned them before grabbing Emily’s clothes.
“Thanks,” she said softly and put on her bra and shirt.
“Emily, I… Shit!” I whispered and ducked, bringing a half-clothed Emily with me.
The flashlight flickered back and forth as the person holding it moved closer toward the office. My eyes flashed to the door, and I knew I hadn’t locked it.
“What are we going to do?” Emily whispered anxiously.
I wasn’t positive, but I was pretty sure I knew who was on the other side. I glanced around, looking for a place to hide.
“Do the security guards here know you?”
“Yeah, the day ones, but not the night ones. I’ve never had to break into my father’s office before.”
“Who broke in? You have a key and knew the code, and that’s exactly what you’ll say if he asks.”
Her eyes went round. “What?”
I pulled something from my back pocket and handed it to her.
“This is all you’ll need.”
She took it from me but knew there was no time to ask where I’d gotten it from.
“I’m not dressed,” she hissed, reminding me that her sweet little ass was still bare.
“Come on.” I pulled her with me and we crouched toward the desk.
I climbed under and pulled her down onto the edge of the chair.
“If you can talk yourself out of this, Red, you can talk yourself out of anything.”
I pulled her into the desk as the door opened.
“Holy, Jesus Christ!” a gruff voice exclaimed. “You scared the hell out of me, miss. Who are you and what are you doing here?”
I tried to pay attention, but the sweet temptation that was Emily’s pussy drove me to distraction. Pushing open her thighs farther, I pulled her chair in closer.
“I’m… Emily Gelding.” Her breath caught on her response as I traced her soft skin. “My… my father… father owns this building.”
She stumbled over her words as I used my fingers to find her clit. It didn’t matter that I had just fucked her. I wanted her again, and the situation we were in only made it that much hotter.
I gave her props for holding in her reaction. She tried to close her thighs, but I held them apart as I continued to tease her with my fingers.
“I know who Dr. Gelding is. What are you doing here so late? And I’m going to need to see some ID.”
“Of course,” she said breathlessly, and I heard her slide the picture ID I’d given her over the desk.
“Are you okay, miss?” he asked suspiciously.
“Yes. I’m fine. You just scared me, too.”
I heard the sound of plastic smack against the smooth surface of the desk.
“All right, Ms. Gelding, what are you doing here so late?”
I waited for her to answer before I pushed two fingers inside of her. Again, she tried to close her legs, but I wouldn’t allow it.
“I was supposed to get a file for my father that he needed first thing in the morning, and I completely forgot. I wouldn’t have had time to get it in the morning before he needed it.” She tried to rush through her lie because the more she talked, the harder it got for her not to cry out.
“I’ll have to report this to my supervisor.”
I moved faster and faster.
“Of course. I completely understand. As long as my father gets this information, he won’t care when I got it.”
I used my other hand to work her clit as I finger-fucked her.
“How much longer will you be?”
I slowed down, but that only made it much more intense. Her response was dripping down my hand, and I knew it was only a matter of time before she exploded.
“Only a few more minutes. I just have to fax this info over. I can… come… come find you when I leave if you like.”
“Please do. I’ve made my rounds so I’ll be in the lobby.”
“Okay. Thank you.” She rushed out, trying to get rid of him.
She began slowly moving her hips into my fingers, and I smiled. I pushed as deep into her as I could and almost laughed when she ground onto my fingers deeper.
I pulled out when I heard the click of the door as it shut, and Emily didn’t move. I knew she was waiting until she saw his light disappear, and I knew the moment it did. She let out moan and grabbed my wrist, pulling back her chair.
She slid closer to the edge. “Finish what you started,” she demanded.
“As you wish,” I said with a smile.
Her release was loud and intense as she trembled around me. I savored it and then went back for more when she calmed down. She came two more times before I finished with her.
I watched her as she made use of the tissues on her father’s desk and got dressed. We had to hurry before the security guard came back to check on her, but she didn’t seem to give a good shit if she got caught at that point.
“This is where my father keeps all of his patient files,” she told me without waiting for me to ask.
She stopped in front of the file cabinet and pointed toward his desk.
“There should be a key in the top drawer.”
I opened the drawer and moved around a few things until I spotted two different sets of keys
. Grabbing them both, I walked over to her and held them both up.
“Which ones?”
She frowned and took one of the sets. “These, but I’ve never seen those before.” She unlocked the file cabinet and pulled it open. “This is where Chelsea’s file will be if he still has it.”
She began filtering through the files. “They’re in alphabetical order so this should be pretty easy. What’s Chelsea’s last name?” she asked.
I swallowed hard. I hadn’t thought about this moment, and as badly as I didn’t want Emily to know my last name, I wanted Chelsea’s file more.
“Marks,” I replied.
She started to flip through the files, and I went back the desk to put the other set of keys back.
The small silver lock on the door of his desk caught my eye, and I looked back at Emily. She was busy looking for the file. Pushing the chair in, I knelt in front of the door and pushed the key in and turned.
It opened easily enough. I pulled out the small file rack that held about a dozen files.
“It’s not here,” Emily said, sounding confused. “Her case isn’t that old that he would have filed it away.”
She closed the file drawer, but I wasn’t really paying attention to what she was saying as I flipped through the folders. Chelsea’s was the last folder, and my heart thumped against my chest as I pulled it out and stood up.
“What is that?” Emily asked, coming to stand at my side. “Is that it? Why is it in there?”
I knew why, but I didn’t say anything to her. Looking down at the other eleven files, I realized they were all patients that had been passed on to other surgeons.
“Come on. Let’s go.”
I kicked the file in and closed the door with my foot. I didn’t bother to pull the out key or lock it back up. When he came back, I wanted him to sweat.
I took Emily’s hand and let her lock the office door before we made it toward the staircase again.
“The guard said he’d be waiting in the lobby so we’ll need to sneak out the back,” she told me, and I let her lead us out.
When we were back in the parking lot, we rushed to the car and got in. We drove in a different kind of silence back to my apartment. Chelsea’s file sat like the elephant in the car between us.
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