by Jaci Burton
In the ocean, kissing her. Then with Mitch...goddamn, that had been hot. And Amy had been turned on. Really turned on. So had Mitch. He and Mitch hadn't even discussed Amy. They hadn't needed to. Mitch had just gone along, had sensed Amy's need. But Mitch knew what was what. He wasn't entrenched.
Was Justin?
Yeah. He was.
The big question though...was Amy?
She stirred in his arms, lifted her head, smiled. God, she was sexy, her hair disheveled from sleep, her lips swollen from his kisses.
"What time is it?"
"Four-thirty."
"Oh, God." She sat up, swept her hair back. "I never nap in the afternoon."
"You probably never get your brains fucked out in the afternoon, either."
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She snorted. "No. That rarely happens."
Justin laced his fingers behind his hand. "Rarely?"
She looked down at him. "Okay, never. I don't do this, Justin."
"I know. And whether you believe it or not, neither do I."
She blushed. He loved that about her. Didn't she know how special she was?
"So now what?" she asked.
"We have the rest of the day. We can do what we want."
"We need to finish signing the papers. What Mitch must think..."
"Mitch is probably off doing his own thing and happy not to be stuck in his office.
Trying to corral him back in the office now would be impossible. We'll take it up in the morning. We can finish in an hour or less. The rest of the day is ours." He leaned up, grabbed Amy and pulled her on top of him. Her breasts pillowed against his chest, her legs aligned with his. He liked how she felt, loved putting his hands on her. He threaded his fingers through her hair and pulled her face toward his, kissed her, slow and gentle at first.
No hesitation on her part. She opened for him willingly, sliding her body against him. Like satin, she glided over him, her belly cradling his quickly hardening cock. She moaned against his mouth, rocked her hip against his dick, massaging him, making him crazy.
She pushed off with her hands and lifted, smiling down at him. Her teeth captured her bottom lip and her eyes...so sexy when they were half-lidded like that.
She kissed his jaw, moving over his neck and lower, to his shoulders, climbing down his body and nipping at him with her teeth. He tossed his head back on the pillow and just watched as she tasted his skin. Rock hard now, his balls drew up tight against his body.
Her hair was splayed out across his skin as she maneuvered her way across his chest, pausing to lick his nipples, bite at them, tease him.
"Christ, Amy." The sensation shot straight to his cock. He reached for her, but she brushed him away and continued south, kissing the planes of his abdomen, sweeping her 44
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hands down over his thighs, disregarding his throbbing dick that begged for her attention as she moved down his body.
Her face was aligned with his crotch now, and she looked up at him, smiled, then wrapped her hand around the base of his cock, sliding upward in a spiraling motion that rocketed his hips off the bed. He drove into her hand, fucking the soft satin of her palm.
She squeezed him as she neared the tip, rewarded with a pearly drop of liquid from his cockhead. She bent over and licked it away with the flat of her tongue.
His hips jerked up, propelling his cock against that warm, wet velvet. He could come right now from that one lick. But he wanted more. A lot more. He grabbed a handful of her hair and wrapped it around his fist, holding tight while she surrounded the crest and sucked, grazed it with her teeth, then took his cock fully into her mouth inch by inch.
He didn't know what was hotter--watching what she was doing or being able to feel each sensation. She really seemed to love licking and sucking him, from the tip of his cock all the way down to his ball sac. It made him insane when she dragged her tongue over his balls, then below to the sensitive ridge underneath. She explored every inch of him, then devoured his shaft until it disappeared in the warm recesses of her mouth. He pumped upward, letting her take as much as she could. She never balked, gripping the base of his cock and stroking him as she sucked.
He was going to go off in her mouth and that's not what he wanted. He wanted to be buried inside her. He pulled her hair, releasing his cock from between her lips, then dragged her upward.
"Fuck my dick, baby," he whispered, his voice hoarse with need.
Amy smiled, her mouth wet, and she leaned over and grabbed a foil packet, tearing it open. She put his condom on, taking her damn sweet time, too. He gritted his teeth as she slid the condom over his aching cock, then straddled him. He had a bird's eye view of her sweet pussy lips hovering right over the top of his dick. She paused, leveled a killer look at him that reduced him to ash, then mounted him inch by torturous inch.
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breasts spilled forward and he captured them with his hands, pulling on her nipples until they stood prominent and hard. She gasped as he tugged them, tilted her head back and held her breasts out for him to fondle. At the same time, she ground her pussy against him until he saw stars, his balls tightening, filling with the come he was eager to shoot.
No, not ready yet. He wanted more of this. He pulled her forward, bringing her chest against his, dragging her lips to his for a hard, hot kiss. He roamed her back with his hands, sweeping against the fine sheen of sweat coating her skin, knowing she was working for this just as he was. He grasped her buttocks, loving the feel of the firm globes in his hands, the way she bounced on top of him, rocking against him as she took her fill of his dick.
When he spread her cheeks and probed the soft crack between, she gasped, stilled, and began to pant.
Oh, yeah. She liked having her anus touched. He could tell from the way her pussy clenched, spasmed around him. He rubbed his finger outside the hole, teasing her as he lifted his cock and buried it deeper inside her. Her moans, the way she shifted against him, told him what she liked.
When he slid his fingertip inside her anus, she cried out, clenching his shoulders, her pussy gripping him in a trembling vise. Her juices poured over his thighs.
"You like it in the ass, Amy?" he asked, shoving his finger in deeper while shoveling his cock in and out of her. "Do you like the thought of being double fucked?"
She didn't answer, just panted, whimpered, and dragged her nails across his skin. He slid his finger in further, burying it all the way, and she cried out, bucking against him as she came with a wild shudder.
Fuck. He couldn't take anymore. He pumped hard and fast, feeling his own orgasm rip through him. He thrust repeatedly against her, riding out one hell of a climax until he was empty and out of breath.
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them drinks and they sat naked on the chairs in the living room. He liked that she wasn't modest. He mostly enjoyed looking at her naked.
He really liked that she'd enjoyed his finger in her ass. It made him wonder what else she'd enjoy. But he didn't want to push her, didn't want her to think this was all about sex.
"How about we get dressed and go get something to eat? I don't know about you, but you've fucked me into near starvation," he said.
She laughed. "Sounds good to me. I'm hungry, too."
Justin went next door and changed, and came back to pick up Amy. She'd put on a short skirt and a halter, her hair pulled back in a ponytail. Damn, his cock twitched just looking at her. As much as the business Amy turned him on, this carefree, sexy side of her made him
even hotter.
"It's nice to see you relaxed," he said when they were seated in a nice, dark both at a trendy little beach restaurant.
"Actually, this is quite a departure for me."
"Yeah. I know. I see you almost every day. Sometimes even on weekends. I probably know you as well as any of your friends," he said, pouring wine for them both.
"That's true. I don't have that many friends anyway."
"Why's that?"
"Who has time? The friends I do have are busy building families. They have husbands, children. I haven't...gotten there yet," she said, staring into her wine glass.
"Do you want to?"
She looked up at him. "Yes. I guess so. I don't know. I'm thirty-three and I just don't know yet."
Justin shrugged. "You don't need kids to complete your life, Amy. There's no official roadmap, you know."
"Tell that to my parents. They're livid I don't have a husband and family yet. On more than one occasion they've had the gay talk with me."
Justin nearly choked on his wine. "The gay talk?"
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"Yes. The 'we'll still love you even if you're a lesbian' talk. I was mortified."
"You're kidding."
"I only wish I was. I mean, it's great they're so open minded. If I was gay, I'd have the best parents in the world. But I'm not. I've been focusing on my career, not my personal life. They just don't get that. They think there's something wrong with me."
Justin smirked. "Most parents don't. Mine thought I should find a girl and settle down right out of college."
"See? So yours pressure you too?"
"Yeah. And the whole idea of me traveling around and interning while in college was unacceptable to them. Especially when I hooked up with Mitch. They thought he was a bad influence."
Amy lifted her glass, took a sip. "Was he?"
"Probably."
She laughed. "He seems to have done quite well for himself."
"He wanted me to work for him after college. We hit it off really well."
"Why didn't you?"
"Because we were close friends, and I didn't want any favors when I started out. I wanted to do it on my own. Make sense?"
"Yes. It does."
She was studying him. He wondered what she was thinking. Or maybe he already knew. "I'm not using you, or sex with you, to advance my position at the firm, Amy."
"I wasn't thinking that."
"Yes you were. It's no secret there's been a competitive animosity between us for years."
She nodded. "It's true. We didn't start out on the right foot."
"You feel threatened by me."
"I do not. I just find your tactics aggressive and over the top."
"We don't approach bringing in clients in the same way. It doesn't mean my method is wrong. It works, doesn't it?"
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She glared across the table at him. "It does work. But it borders on unethical."
He snorted. "Just because it isn't your way doesn't mean it's the wrong way." He grasped her hand. She snatched it back.
He grinned. "It makes my dick hard when you get all high and mighty like that."
Her eyes widened, then narrowed. "Are you playing with me?"
"Not yet, but I'd like to. I didn't know you liked it in public, Amy. How kinky."
She rolled her eyes. "Justin, I don't know what to make of you."
He held up his hands. "What you see is what you get. I won't lie to you. Ever. Amy, I've wanted you since the moment I walked into the firm."
"Yeah, right. I didn't like you at all."
"Is that the truth?"
She paused. "You're five years younger than me. You were a kid when you first started."
"Honey, I wasn't a kid then and I'm not now. Or haven't you figured that out yet?"
Her eyes went smoky. "Yeah, you're definitely all man. But this isn't going to work between us."
"Why not?"
"Age difference. We work together. Those two alone spell disaster."
"It would work if we make it work. You're just reaching for excuses." And he wasn't going to let it happen. Now that he had her, he wasn't going to allow her to walk away.
"What do you want from me, Justin?"
Now it was his turn to pause. He wanted her full attention.
"Everything, Amy. I want it all."
Amy stared at her laptop, trying to get the brief written, but it wouldn't cooperate.
Justin had wanted to come into her room after they'd finished dinner. He'd wanted to take her to a club. He'd wanted to do a lot of things. With her. She'd said no to everything, claiming she needed to get a little work done because she was behind schedule.
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That much was true. She had a brief to write, her schedule to update. She wanted to go over Mitch's paperwork--the rest of it--one last time before they finished it all tomorrow, since she'd been utterly distracted this morning.
Bad news--she was still distracted--her dinner conversation with Justin occupying her mind this time. Which was the main reason she'd begged off spending any more of the evening with him.
She needed some distance, some time to think about what had happened between them.
What she'd done was irreversible. She'd slept with a coworker. He'd never take her seriously now. She knew that no matter what Justin said, he was ambitious. He wanted a senior partnership at the firm, and she knew he would let nothing get in his way.
Especially her. Which meant he was going to use sex as a stepping stone. Whether that was thinking he could warm her up as a way to gain access to the partnership, or blackmailing her into advancing, she didn't know.
Being with him had been fun...oh God it had been more than fun. It had been everything she could have imagined, and more. Justin was an incredible lover.
Considerate, passionate and making sure her needs were taken care of.
She wanted more. A lot more. But that wasn't going to happen. She had to forget about it and hope to God things could go back to the way they were before.
The problem was, she couldn't stop thinking about him. About the two of them together. They fit so well. Not only sexually, but in other ways, too. Both driven, competitive, their backgrounds were even similar. They made a good pair.
Too bad it was never going to be. She simply wouldn't allow it. It would be a dangerous career move, and her career was everything. She'd spent the past fifteen years thinking of nothing but her career. She'd sacrificed. She wasn't going to throw it all away now simply because Justin was good in bed.
Oh, man was he ever good in bed.
Stop it, Amy. Work.
She focused on her laptop and the brief outlined in front of her.
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But it wasn't at all what she had on her mind.
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Chapter Six
Amy was already in Mitch's boardroom the next morning at the designated time. She hadn't waited for Justin, and the look on his face when he walked into the conference room told her he was irritated.
She always knew when he was mad. His jaw clenched tight and he barely spoke.
Yes, she'd deliberately avoided him. She'd eaten breakfast in one of the hotel restaurants, then wandered around outside until it was time for their meeting. And she knew Justin would come to her door in the morning wanting to have breakfast. Or maybe more than that.
Too bad. He was going to have to get used to business as usual, because that's the way things were going to be from now on. They'd had their fun, but after yet another sleepless night, Amy had come to the realization that she couldn't possibly jeopardize her future on an affair. And that's all she and Justin could ever have--an affair.
What else could they h
ave--a relationship? The firm would never allow it, which meant that either one of them, or both, would lose their jobs. She'd worked too damn hard to walk away now, and she knew Justin wouldn't either. That left a stalemate. Best to end things now before they got too involved.
At least the air conditioning was working in the conference room today. Because looking at Justin made her hot. And she'd dressed appropriately this time. Sleeveless top, no jacket, and a cotton skirt. Casual. Comfortable. And a good, sturdy bra that would reveal no traitorous nipples.
"Good morning," she said to Justin as he slid his briefcase across the table.
"Morning." He went for the coffee. Didn't even look at her.
She felt a twinge in her stomach, but brushed it aside. She had nothing to feel guilty about.
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Amy busied herself with the paperwork, setting them up where they'd left off yesterday so they'd be ready to dive in as soon as Mitch arrived. It was Christmas Eve. If they were lucky, they could wrap this up and catch a commercial flight home. Not that she had anything to do. Her family was on a ski trip in Vail and she wasn't the least bit interested in skiing over the holidays. She intended to catch up on work. But spending Christmas in Hawaii? With Justin? Too--romantic, which meant risky. No thanks. She'd rather jingle her bells alone and watch reruns of It's a Wonderful Life and A Christmas Story and a few of her other favorites on television. She'd call her family on Christmas Day which would take care of the familial obligations. Then she'd dig into more work.
By the day after, she'd be ready to head back to the office, the entire messy holiday thing behind her.
Ho, ho, ho. Or maybe she was humbug. Whatever.
"Maybe we'll finish up early today and can catch a flight," she said to Justin.
"Can't wait to get away from me?" he asked. "Was it so bad, Amy, that you need to run?"
"No. No, it's not like that. Justin, please."
"Forget it. I thought you were an adult, Amy. I was wrong. I thought you could handle this--us--that maybe...forget it." He grabbed one of the portfolios and pulled it in front of him, flicking open his pen.
Never mind what? What was he going to say? "Justin, what--"
"Morning, everyone."
