“No, you go ahead. You don’t need me in the meeting. I was just going to shop around the bookstore a little more anyway.”
Trey glanced at her, then at Jake, and nodded his head.
Once they’d disappeared down the hall, she stepped into Jake’s office and closed the door.
“Danielle, it wasn’t what it looked like.”
“That’s a little clichéd, isn’t it?” She kept her voice light, despite the sick feeling in the depths of her stomach.
“Okay, sure, Suzie was kissing me . . . but I wasn’t kissing her back. She came here to tell me she thought there might be something between us. I told her there was someone else.”
“And so she decided to jump your bones?”
“No, she’s not like that. She asked if my relationship was serious and . . . I can’t believe we’re even having this conversation. Do you honestly think that with everything going on with you and Trey and me, I’d be sleazy enough to pull Trey’s kid sister into the mix? What do you take me for?”
“You’re right,” Danielle said. “I’m sorry. I saw you two together and . . . it freaked me out that you were ruining your chances with Trey.”
“Who are we kidding, Danielle? Wanting to get Trey and me back together again is more your idea than mine.”
“But . . . I thought . . .”
He stepped toward her and gently grasped her shoulders. “It’s driving me crazy seeing you and Trey as a couple . . . feeling totally outside the relationship.” He captured her lips in an intense kiss, then gazed at her with blazing navy blue eyes. “Damn it. What are we doing here, Danielle? You and I . . . and Trey? Where can it lead?” He drew her closer. “I want you.”
Her heart quivered, both with delight and fear at how this whole thing was flying out of control . . . and might leave all three of them an emotional mess.
“What about Trey?” she asked for a second time.
“Of course I have feelings for Trey, but . . . don’t you think if it was going to work out it would have by now? I think I’d be kidding myself to believe that we can pick it up again, and even if we did . . . there was always something missing between us.”
Staring into his intense blue eyes, she saw the vulnerability there. He stroked her hair behind her ear with a gentle brush of his fingers.
“But with you . . .” His hesitation left words unsaid. Words she wanted to hear him say.
Finally, he pulled her tight to his chest, his strong arms firm around her.
“God, I want you so much.”
Jake wanted to tell her he was falling in love with her . . . but he couldn’t do that. Not now. Not with things so messed up. But he did show her. He leaned in and kissed her, his mouth moving on hers with all the pent-up passion and desire pulsing through him.
She melted against him, her soft breasts crushed against his chest.
“I want you so badly,” he said as he held her tight against him, stroking her hair. And he didn’t mean physically, though his body was thrumming with painful need, his erection pushing tight against his confining jeans.
“Jake, I . . .” She gazed up at him with her wide emerald eyes. “I want you, too.”
He cupped her cheeks and kissed her. He could feel her hands moving along her blouse, and when he released her lips, he saw that she’d unfastened the buttons.
Opening to him. Inviting him.
Her sexy pink lace bra accentuated her lovely round breasts. He stroked over one and she smiled, then lifted her lips to his. He lifted her onto the desk and she drew her full skirt upward, revealing her pink lace panties.
He stroked up her silken thighs, then stepped between them. She ran her hand over his pulsing erection, then released his zipper and reached inside. He almost groaned at the feel of her delicate hand wrapping around his twitching near-to-bursting cock.
He wanted to ravage her breasts, to lean down and kiss her pussy until she reached the ultimate orgasm . . . but right now, he needed to be inside her.
Maintaining riveting eye contact, he pressed closer to her. She drew out his cock and pressed it against her pussy, pushing the crotch of her panties aside. He eased forward, slowly pressing himself into her. Her moist heat swallowed his cockhead. He pushed deeper, her hot depths swallowing him slowly, bit by bit.
It was like coming home. Warm. Welcoming.
Loving.
Her body embraced him as he eased inside her.
Once he was fully immersed, he continued to stare into her eyes. He saw a need there . . . as great as his own.
He kissed her, their lips bonding in intense passion. His tongue dipped inside her, diving deep. She answered with a swirl of her tongue.
His cock twitched and she murmured in pleasure. He pressed his hand to her lower back and pulled her tighter to him, pushing deeper still.
“Ohhh . . .” Her eyes darkened and she actually looked close. . . . Sure he was inside her, but he’d hardly done anything. Except kiss her.
She opened her legs wider and wrapped them around him, then arched against him.
His cock pushed impossibly deep into her wonderful heat. He groaned at the intensely erotic sensation.
She clung to his shoulders tightly, as though hovering on the edge, her gaze still locked on his.
He drew back, then glided forward. She tightened around him and arched forward again. Her breathing grew labored. He drew back again, and thrust forward.
“Ohh . . .” She gasped.
As he moved inside her, she moaned. Her eyelids dropped closed briefly—then, as he pulled back again, and dove deep . . . she lost it. Her eyelids fell closed and she moaned with abandon. He thrust and thrust again, watching her lovely face contort in
