Page 65 of The Weight Of It All
His hand around my jaw kept my mouth right where he wanted it and his strong arm wrapped around my back. He pulled me against him and he owned me with that kiss. I feltlike I was floating, and then his tongue met mine again, and I thought I might catch fire.
I slid my hand through his hair, and it earned me a grunt, and holy shit, the sound urged me on. This kiss was quickly becoming something else, and it didn’t matter where we were, I wanted it.
The office door flew open, and Reed and I broke apart. Emily stood in the doorway, her surprise quickly becoming a grin. “Oh, sorry! I thought you guys had left.”
Reed let out a nervous laugh and, standing half side on to her, protectively pulled me behind him. “No, we uh, didn’t leave.”
I peeked around Reed’s arm. Emily was blushing a little, but her smile was genuine. “Carry on.” She went to shut the door but stopped. “Actually, I was going to cover your last appointment anyway, if you’d prefer to… take this somewhere else?”
“We probably should,” Reed said. “You’re right.”
“You can’t miss your work for me,” I said, looking up at him.
Reed turned to face me, confusion on his face just as Emily cleared her throat. “Just let me know. You’ve got about twenty minutes,” she said, closing the door.
I put my hand on his arm. “Your next client will be expecting you.”
“But what about this…?” He motioned between us.
“Oh, we can make out all afternoon.”
He laughed. “I meant the talking.”
“We can do that too.” I took in his handsome face and his kiss swollen lips. “It’s only an hour right?”
He nodded, and staring at my lips, he leaned in and kissed me again. Before we could deepen the kiss, he pulled away and took a step back. He let out a steady breath. “God, I can’t go out there like this.”
“Like what?”
He palmed his dick. His rather prominently hard, and noticeably large, dick.
“Oh.” God, I could imagine how that would feel inside me. “Oh.”
He took a huge step back. “Not helping, Henry.”
“Oh, I could help with that if you wanted me to.”
He glanced at the door like he was weighing up his options, but then shook his head. “No, no. Our first time isn’t going to be here.”
“Oh, I didn’t mean fuck,” I whispered the last word. “I just meant I could?”
He squeezed his dick. “Ah, yes, I know what you meant. I meant our first time doing anything isn’t going to be here.” Apparently I couldn’t hide my disappointment, because he laughed and pulled me in for a quick hug. “One hour. It’s just one hour.”
I mumbled into his chest, “Just think horrible thoughts.”
“Well, I’m trying to, but all I keep thinking about is how you kiss, and that’s not working at all.”
I hummed. “God, you smell good.”
He pushed me out to arm’s length. “Okay, that’sreallynot helping.”
I took a step away from him, catching sight of myself in the mirror. I quickly looked away from my reflection and made a face. Something Reed didn’t miss. He walked around to the filing cabinet and said, “Can I show you something?”
“If it will help with your rather large problem.”
He stopped. “My what?”
“Your um…” I gave a pointed nod to the still-visible ridge line of his cock in his gym shorts. “That rather large problem.”
