Page 42 of Reaching Gavin

“Just put a sock on the door if you don’t.” She winked as she started toward the living room. “Your coffee is getting cold.”

It was mercifully cool enough to chug and warm enough not to suck. It turned out, Lillian was taking the day off. That was something I thought I would never see. I left her home on the couch, cuddled up with Olive. I was a little jealous. Part of me wanted to stay in my pajamas. A bigger part of me wanted to get to work though.

I wished it had to do with my job—which I loved—and not what was waiting for me at the office. But I couldn’t lie to myself. I wanted to get to work, so I could see Gavin. The second I got to my desk, he appeared. “Cassie! You’re here. There was something I needed to discuss with you about the Majestic Theater project.” He spoke so casually that no one would have guessed what was really going on between us. I, however, caught the simmering desire heating his words.

“Let me get my stuff put away and then I’ll head into your office.” It was better to pretend like I didn’t need to run after him. Not only because walking together to the office might be a little too obvious, but also because I didn’t want him to think I was too eager. I kinda enjoyed the fact that he was chasing me. I took as long as I could before my patience gave out and headed in. I paused in the doorway and tilted my head. Was this official business talk or something more private?

“Can you shut the door? I think it’s best if we speak alone,” he said loudly enough that anyone passing by might hear. The door had barely shut before he was on me. His hand snaked behind me and I heard a lock click.

This was definitely something more private.

He’d shaved and part of me missed how his stubble had felt on my skin. But work Gavin was equally sexy. Maybe it was the suit. Or the tie. Or just him. My hands slid up his black jacket and found his broad shoulders. How were we going to get anything else done for the day? Thank God, I’d worn the no smudge lipstick.

“What did you want to talk about?” I asked breathlessly between kisses.

“This dress to start with.” He kissed along my neck and down to the hollow to my collarbone.

“What is wrong with this dress?” I demanded. I thought the black sheath looked pretty sexy, in a work-appropriate way.

“Absolutely nothing. I just wanted a closer look.” His hands roamed over my hips as though a look wasn’t all he wanted. Before he could take it any further though, I placed one hand on his chest and pushed him away. Gavin backed up without argument.

He really was such a gentleman. I couldn’t wait to see what he was like when that careful, responsible part of his personality gave way to his more primal instincts. I had a pretty good idea how to get a preview. I kept my palm planted there, marveling at the firmness of his pectorals as I urged him backward toward his desk.

“If we’re going to have an affair in the office,” I told him, “then I want the whole cliché.”

“Cliché?” he asked.

“Haven’t you ever read a romance novel?”

“I can’t say that I have.” His loss.

“Let me show you what I mean.” I kissed him firmly on the lips, my tongue slipping past his teeth and licking across the roof of his mouth. Now that I had him where I wanted him, I gripped his tie tightly, then I used it as leverage to lower myself to my knees.

Gavin looked down at me, his eyes hooding over with want. “I think I would like romance novels.”

I practically purred with delight as I unbuckled his belt and yanked it free. I unbuttoned his pants slowly, allowing him to keep them on, as my hand stroked past his fly and found his rock-hard dick waiting for me. He was wearing black boxer briefs that probably hadn’t been so tight a few minutes ago. Now they were struggling with their increased capacity. I pressed a few kisses to their elastic waistband before I pushed them down, allowing him to spring free.

Holy crap. I sat back on my heels just so that I could get the full view. I’d been too close to see all of it. I needed to zoom out. Magnificent didn’t begin to cover it. He made Mr. Dependable look like a joke. As I knelt there almost drooling, I couldn’t wait to get my lips on him. I wanted to hear him lose control. I needed to.

I took my time though. Running my fingers down the silken length of him, I marveled at the spectacle. Gavin groaned, a low guttural noise that emanated from his chest. The sound made me wet. When I finally lowered my mouth to him, I ran my tongue from his tip downward, relishing the power I held over him. His hands clutched the desk behind him as though he needed to brace himself.

“Jesus, Cassie. You’re going to kill me.”

“I haven’t even gotten started jet.” I murmured as I ran my tongue back up and swirled it over his crown.

“You are so unbelievably hot,” he murmured in a low voice, “with your red lipstick and your little black dress and my cock in your mouth.”

I felt an uptick of interest between my legs at his words. I didn’t think I could be any more turned on. God, I wanted to make this man feel as good as he made me feel every moment we were together. My lips closed over him, sinking lower until I’d taken him into the back of my throat. Gavin growled in response. He actually growled. I wondered how much louder he would get, if he would lose control entirely. I should be more worried that someone would hear, but part of me got off on the idea of it. We were doing something dirty and sexy with only a door and a couple walls shielding us from dozens of people.

I stroked along his shaft as I continued plunging my mouth over him. Gavin’s hand shot out and caught my ponytail, guiding me to go farther and deeper. It wasn’t forceful, but rather encouraging, and to be honest, I loved it. I loved how he looked down at me with such naked need. I loved how I felt under that gaze. When he suddenly tensed, I prepared myself, pulling back with his crown still between my lips

“I’m going to come,” he warned me.

Such a gentleman. He was about to find out I was no lady.

I kept him in my mouth as he finished, allowing one single drop to drip down over my lips. I waited until his body had stilled before I sat back again and licked my lower lip. Gavin watched without comment but his jaw tightened.

It was how I’d felt last night, when he kept going after I’d climaxed. I’d wanted to return that feeling of being wanted, so there would be no doubt that he could have me any time and anywhere.

“Come away with me this weekend,” he said. I hadn’t expected that. It wasn’t a question, but it wasn’t demand either.

“Where?” There were one million reasons why now wasn’t the time to go away. Gavin seemed to sense my hesitation. Somehow, it didn’t wreck the mood though.

“You can’t possibly be more ready to present on the project,” he told me, offering me a hand and pulling me to my feet. He tucked his dick back in his pants and buttoned them, ignoring his belt which still sat on the desk. When he was decent, he pulled me to him, his hands on my hips. “You’ll just spend all weekend worrying. Spend it with me instead.”

“You think you can distract me from worrying?” That was a challenge.

“I’m already thinking of a dozen ways to distract you.” He pressed a kiss to my ear, which made my whole body shudder. “Come away with me.”

I was powerless to resist.