Page 61 of Bria and the Tiger

“Go home, Lincoln.”

Lincoln turned toward him, and Bria stiffened. She swung around to face the cupboards as Lincoln gave Jace an easy smile. “Hey, man. I was just talking with Bria about her -”

“I know what you’re talking to her about. She’s not interested, and you need to leave her alone.”

Lincoln studied Bria for a moment. “Bria, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to offend or upset you, I really just wanted to help.”

“I know.” She was still facing the cupboards. “Good night, Lincoln.”

Lincoln gave him a considering look that Jace ignored. The lion shifter strode from the kitchen. Jace waited until he heard the front door shut. “You said it never came early.”

“I – it never has before,” Bria whispered.

Every part of him was screaming to go to her. To lift her up on that counter and fuck her until the thick blanket of her need had lessened. She was in agony. He could see it in the way she shook, and in the desperate way she clung to the counter.

We can take her now. She’s too far gone to say no, his tiger growled.

He clenched his hands into fists again. He wouldn’t do that to Bria. He couldn’t take advantage of her obvious need for him now that she was deep in her heat. She had refused him before, and to take her now when she couldn’t think clearly would make him the biggest dickhead on earth.

He blew his breath out in a harsh rush. “Go home. I’ll lock up.”

She nodded, still facing the cupboards, and he made himself leave the kitchen and walk to his office. He shut the door. It would be better for the both of them if they didn’t see each other again before she left.

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The moment she heard Jace’s door close, Bria bolted for reception. She put the phones on night and shut down her computer. She had to try twice, thanks to her madly-shaking hands. Her cat yowled miserably. It didn’t want to go home to her apartment and her vibrator. It wanted Jace’s hard flesh and his wet, hot tongue. She clenched her hands into fists and walked toward the front door.

Leave, Bria. Just be strong and leave.

Instead of leaving, she reached out and flipped the open sign to close before locking the door. She walked to Jace’s office and opened the door without knocking. Her cat meowed happily as she stepped into the room. He was sitting at his desk with his hands clenched into tight fists. She couldn’t stop her soft purring when he looked up at her.

They stared silently at each other as the seconds ticked by.

She cleared her throat, trying not to cry as pain and need pulsed in her belly. “I just – I wanted to tell you that I won’t need Monday and Tuesday off after all.”

He gave her a sympathetic look and she bit her inner cheek to stop herself from begging him to help her.

If you weren’t going to beg, why did you come in here? Her cat snarled.

“Will you help me, Jace?” She whispered.

He didn’t reply, and she couldn’t bite back her moan of dismay. “I’m sorry. I’ll go.”

She reached for the door handle and her cat purred in triumph when Jace said, “Lock the door, Bria.”

Her hands shaking violently, she turned the lock before giving him a silent, pleading look. He stood and walked to the small couch. “Come here.”

Purring loudly, she ran to him as he reached for the buckle on his belt. She shimmied out of her jeans and panties and left them on the floor. He kicked off his shoes and removed his pants, socks and briefs. Already erect, he sat on the couch and she licked her lips in anticipation as he patted his lap. She straddled him eagerly, high-pitched trills of excitement spilling from her lips, as he cupped the back of her neck and guided her down onto his dick.

“Oh God,” she moaned when he entered her. “Oh God, it feels so good.”

She bounced on him, purring loudly as he tugged her shirt over her head. He leaned forward and kissed between her breasts before unhooking her bra and pulling it away from her body. She continued to bounce as he held her hips and watched her naked frame ride him.

“Christ, you are so fucking hot, Bria.”

“You. Too.” She panted. “Naked, want you naked.”

He yanked off his tie and unbuttoned his shirt. Her hips still moving in fast, tight circles, she helped him out of his shirt before tracing his chest with her nails. He moaned, and she sank her claws into his flesh as her orgasm hit her in a sweet rush of bliss.

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