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Alicia snatched it before entering the dark apartment. Once the light was on, she tossed her bag and keys onto the kitchen counter and opened the folded paper.
“My dearest Alicia…”
Gasping, Alicia stole into her bedroom, even though she was the only one home.
“I’ve thought about you every waking moment you’ve been absent from my life,”she read, the handwritten words blurring before her. “In a perfect world, I’d be able to summon you to my side whenever I wish. Until then, however, I’ll have to make do with asking you to stop by my office tomorrow when you get off work.”
Danica left an address and a polite request that Alicia be patient in case she was busy.
The letter fluttered to the bed. Alicia flopped back, the first real smile of the day blooming on her face.
Chapter 16
Alicia never thought much of high-rise offices. Not only had she rarely been in them before, but they were… just there. Some were messy. Some were sparse. They all smelled of capitalism, whatever that actually smelled like.
Then she found herself bent over a leather chaise lounge, the skirt she hastily put on after work ripped above her hips, while the most demanding woman she knew gave her a taste of what she really wanted from her.
“Does it feel good?” Danica murmured in Alicia’s ear, the eagerness in her voice cascading while her fingers almost brought Alicia to orgasm. “Tell me now.”
“Y… yes.” Alicia had no breath. Her lips rubbed against the leather in front of her face, involuntarily, for every thrust she received pushed her head forward. “Please, don’t stop.”
It was another case of no clothes off and a quickie that would make her come physically but leave her wanting more emotionally. Danica had made that clear when she finally let Alicia in fifteen minutes ago. Before that, Alicia spent an hour inthe waiting room, wondering why she had bothered to rush to change in the Blue Bird bathroom instead of taking her time in the much nicer restroom here. She had seen it twice in an hour. Gold fixtures and crystal-lined sinks. Were the countertops marble? Who cared when they were the least interesting things in the room?
And why the hell was she thinking about the damned bathroomnowwhile the woman who could easily be her girlfriend fucked her?
Alicia had officially reached the point where she couldn’t believe how easy it was to jump into sex, let alone get off within ten minutes. Danica may have been determined to come as quickly as possible, since she was the busiest woman around, but she wouldn’t let Alicia leave her office until she had her fun, too. No wonder every firm thrust hit her right where it mattered most, and even though Danica could not kiss her, Alicia still experienced waves of affection that hypnotized her.
“Fuck me harder,” she whimpered, fingers digging into the leather beneath her face. “Please! I’m almost there!”
Danica did better than that – she slapped Alicia’s ass, sending her right over the edge.
“Shit!” Alicia braced herself for orgasm, but how could a woman brace herself for the torrent of pleasure wracking her body without any warning?
“I swear,” Danica muttered, easing her fingers out of Alicia, thumbs keeping her thighs spread apart. “You keep seducing me like this, I’ll have to keep you under lock and key so I can finish my work every day.”
Alicia tried to sit up, but her fatigue was too strong. It didn’t help that the woman was holding her down, enraptured with her body. Alicia smiled against the back of her curling hand.
“Seducing you, huh? You’re the one who asked me to come here.”
“Yes, and I had my wits about me until you walked in here.” Danica finally released her and straightened her clothing. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d say your goal is to fuck me as much as possible.” Alicia rolled onto her back, chest heaving as she struggled to catch her breath and enjoy the chemicals in her brain at the same time. Danica leaned down, mouth meeting hers. “You’re up to no good, Ms. Colbert.”
She giggled against her lips. “Maybe…” Danica’s jacket was wrapped in Alicia’s hand. “I’ve been thinking about you a lot, too.”
Danica gave her another kiss. Why did she have to stand back up so quickly? “I’m going to Chicago for a series of meetings next week,” she announced. Her sleeves readjusted as she returned to her desk. What was Alicia supposed to do? Remain on the chaise lounge and hope nobody noticed? “I want you to come with me. I’ll spoil you until you feel like a queen.”
At first, Alicia was elated at such an invitation. “I have work.”
“Quit your job. You don’t need it if you’re my girlfriend.”
Quit my job?Alicia sat up, eyes wide in wonder. “I can’t do that!” Her other words finally hit her. “Wait… your girlfriend?”
Danica leaned back in her executive office chair. “At this point, I can’t help but start thinking of you as my girlfriend. That comes with many perks. Travel, fine food…” She tossed one leg over the other, chuckling. “Me, of course. I can’t promise you my undivided attention all the time, but I can promise that you’re my whole world when we are together.”
Alicia stood, forgetting how mussed her clothing was as she approached the desk. “You’re serious? You’re gonna be my girlfriend?”
“I hope to be more than that, Alicia.”
Alicia picked up a diamond paperweight. Until a week or so ago, she would have assumed this was very nice glass. Now she knew better. The way the stone rolled in her hand, threateningto cut her skin if she wasn’t careful, seemed a perfect reflection of her relationship with Danica Moreau.Yet I can’t stop falling for her. Alicia peered over the paperweight, aghast that a woman could be so good-looking. Danica slumped in her chair, but it wasn’t for a lack of proper breeding or knowledge of good posture. Danica was ridiculously beautiful even when she cut loose for a whole five minutes.Enjoying the afterglow of her orgasm, I see. Knowing that she helped with that? Made it hotter. Alicia put the paperweight down.
