Page 132 of See You Maybe

Stuart nodded and gathered his things quickly, rising to his feet. “I’m going to that salad place down the street for lunch, Olivia. Do you want to join me?” His cheeks reddened a little. “Mr. Bloom, you are welcome of course, but…” His eyes returned to Olivia. “I know you’re busy, so I thought we could make it a working lunch.”

She opened her mouth to make an excuse, but Declan beat her to it. “Olivia and I already have a working lunch planned.”

Declan’s tone was smooth, but Stuart picked up on the dangerous undercurrent and practically scurried out the door, mumbling apologies and promises to catch up later.

Olivia arched a brow. “You didn’t have to scare him.”

“Trust me, if I’d wanted to scare him, it wouldn’t have looked like that.”

“I’m starving, so that better not have just been something you told Stuart to get me alone.”

Declan leaned back in his chair and rested his steepled fingers against his lips. “I’m hungry too.” Declan’s eyes hooded, then he shouted, “Todd.”

They heard scrambling in the outer office, and then a slightly out of breath Todd appeared in the doorway.

“I have a special request for lunch. Sakura Kaze,” Declan said, naming a high-end sushi restaurant in Atlanta. He then rattled off a large order while Todd took notes.

“I’ll order it now.”

“I want you to personally pick it up.”

Todd’s forehead scrunched. “That will take me almost an hour.”

“It’s worth the wait.” There was no room in Declan’s tone for an argument.

“I’ll leave now.” Todd cast her a look and then shut the door behind him.

Declan came to his feet and walked to lock the door. “You can’t eye fuck me in meetings, Olivia. It’s very distracting.”

“Was that what I was doing?” she purred.

Declan took her hand and pressed it to where his erection pushed hard against his suit pants. “Certainly, felt that way.”

Olivia’s fingers curled around him, shaping him through the fabric.

“Fuck.” The sound hissed out of him as he arched into her touch. One large hand reached behind her head, pulling her in to crush her mouth under his.

Declan’s tongue dipped into her mouth, exploring and claiming every inch. Olivia’s hands were on his belt, yanking it loose, as his hands tangled in her hair. Slowly pulling his zipper down, she looked up at him through her lashes. “I don’t remember these perks laid out in your offer.”

She walked him backward until he leaned against his desk. Then keeping a deliberate eye contact, she licked her lips and slowly sank to her knees, taking his pants and boxer briefs with her.

Declan’s fists bunched at his side as she slid one hand up over the defined muscle of his stomach, and teased her nails over him. “Olivia,” he growled. His hips jerked, as her lips brushed over his hot skin.

His body trembled, and his stomach muscles contracted when Olivia trailed a line of soft kisses down his length. A low guttural sound ripped from him as her mouth closed over him drawing him deep. Declan’s hands threaded into her hair as she used her lips and tongue to drive him closer to the edge.

“Fuck, Petal.” His breath rushed out on a harsh exhale. “Stop. Wait.” Declan roughly grabbed her under her arms, hauling her up before spinning and catching her behind her thighs to lift her onto his desk.

She heard the popping of stitches as the narrow-cut of her skirt objected to the move. Pens and paper scattered when she leaned back, supporting herself on her elbows as he shoved her skirt higher.

“I’ve been thinking about doing this from the moment you sashayed into the office in that tight ass skirt.”

Hooking his fingers in the elastic, he pulled her panties down her legs before pushing her knees wide. Olivia cried out when his mouth closed over her.

“Shhh, Petal. We don’t want to be the office gossip do we?” He chuckled against her, the vibration sending sparks of pleasure cascading through her nerve endings.

Olivia covered her moan with her hand, biting her finger to keep from screaming as he brought her to the edge over and over again. When her body finally exploded, Olivia smothered her scream as Declan stroked her through the last of her convulsions.

Declan stood, and in an instant, he was inside her thrusting deep. “Mine.” He growled into her ear. His hands tangled in her hair before his mouth claimed her again.

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