Page 194 of Small Town Firsts
“Fuck yes.” Threading my hand into her hair, I tugged her against me and dragged her lower lip between my teeth. Her pupils flared wide and I did it again, making her moan. “Say it again.”
“You didn’t—” She paused to drag in air. “You didn’t let me say it the first time.”
“Sorry. Say it now.”
“Bossy.” She smiled as she stroked a hand down my tie, and I swear she might as well have stroked my dick. “It may be the craziest thing I’ve ever done, but I’ll have a baby with you.”
I slanted my mouth over hers, slipping my tongue inside. She curled hers around mine, all heat and need, as she rose up to her tiptoes and tightened her grip on my tie. Pulling me closer, sinking deeper into the kiss. I dropped my hand from her hair to her ass, palming it brazenly, hauling her against me so that she could feel the rigid outline in my pants. She gasped, her eyes popping wide, and I relinquished her mouth long enough to fumble for her hand and drag her around my desk. I openedthe top drawer and threw the folder inside without looking at the contents, then pointed at my chair. “Wait here.”
I opened the door and leaned into the hallway until I caught Shelly’s eye. She had the phone cradled against her ear. “Hold all my calls until further notice.”
She nodded and waved me off. It didn’t look like she’d be going out for lunch just quite yet, which might be awkward if I gave a shit.
I stepped back inside my office and shut the door, locking it. Then I glanced toward my desk.
Ally was not sitting. She had her arrow necklace up to her mouth, between her teeth, sucking on it as I hadn’t seen her do in a million years. Nervous habit 101.
“What’re you doing?” she asked as I skirted the desk. Coming toward her like a damn panther scenting his mate.
Because she was. She would be. Again and again until we accomplished our aim.
Not just mine. Ours now. That it was a joint mission made it more important. This would be the biggest thing we’d ever done together. The absolute best. A little of her, a little of me. Combined into a little person with all their own hopes and dreams and wants.
It was scary as fuck to do this again. To make the choice this time. The circumstances weren’t perfect, and most people—including the members of my own family—would think I was loco for posing the suggestion. They would think she was equally nuts for agreeing.
But in my gut, this felt right. Being with Ally had felt right since the very first day. Nothing else in my life had ever felt this natural. This perfect.
I picked up my desk phone and set it on the floor. Then I did the same with my iMac, power strip, and various peripherals. Overkill, perhaps, but I wanted us to have space.
“Seth…” God, that tremulous tone of hers was making my balls throb.
Once I’d gotten the tech stuff out of the way, I leaned over the desk and swept everything to the floor, blotter included. Ally screeched and jumped back, sending the desk chair rolling away across the hardwood floor. Worked for me. I needed room to move.
“I didn’t mean right now,” she said as I approached. “Like right this instant.”
“You didn’t, but I did.”
“You’re at work.” She took a step back, then another, finally bumping into the wall. “Clients are coming and going. Oliver is on the other side of this wall.”
“In the field,” I said easily, drawing her purse strap down her arm before setting the small, weathered bag aside and caging her in with my arms against the wall. “But I wouldn’t care if he was standing in the hallway. Let the jealous bastard listen.” At her gasp, I dropped my mouth to her ear. “I can’t walk out of here until I’ve had you again.”
“You’re insatiable. I never guessed.”
“Did you think about me in bed?” I trailed my finger underneath her jaw and down along the tops of her cleavage. She fought not to shiver and to hold my gaze, but she was on the verge of losing it, I could tell. “I thought of you.”
“Liar. You did not.”
“Only when you went out on dates with assholes,” I admitted. “And it was entirely unwitting. I tried to stop it. To not see you in my mind naked and writhing on their sheets, mainly because no one was ever good enough for you.”
She lifted her chin in challenge. “But you are?”
The question stopped me in my tracks. A tremor went through my hand and she must’ve noticed, because she gripped it and held it against her cheek. “This is where you say yes. Thatyou’re everything I could ever ask for in a guy. More than. And you fuck like a goddamn champ, even though technically, I don’t know the difference. Just roll with it.”
The laugh started in my gut, spilling out of me with a freedom that had never occurred with anyone but her. I buried my face in her hair, pulling in deep breaths of her summery scent. It centered me, just as it always did. She was the embodiment of the lake and the town that had been my home for my entire life.
I eased back to study her. Memories of the long summer days we’d spent chilling with a picnic basket by the lake—or doing way riskier stuff like joyriding in my dad’s Porsche when he was away—stretched out in my mind, somehow reflected in her eyes.
She was safety, and home, and family in a way no one else had ever been except my brother. And now she was so much more. That fresh-air-in-a-bottle scent of hers was capable of making my dick hard in an instant. The way she’d tied off her sundress so neatly behind her neck drove me wild, making me imagine the strapless bra she had on underneath.
