God, she felt so damn good. His cock jerked in her hand as she pumped him. She could make him lose control without even trying.
“What was that you were saying, Hunter?”
“I-I don’t remember.”
She released him from the confines of his clothes and sucked in a shuddering breath. She licked her lips and Hunter groaned.
“Fuck. Bay, if you keep looking at my dick like that, I’m going to beg you to suck it.”
“You don’t have to beg.” Bailey sank to her knees, and his muttered curse echoed in her living room. Her tongue peeked out and she laved at the tip.
Oh fuck. He was not long for this world. Hunter fisted his hands in her hair. “Bailey—you are so fucking good at that.”
As she worked the length of him with her hands, she teased the tip with her tongue, licking, and working her way around the ridge. She settled her hands at the base of his cock before opening her lips wide and wrapping them around him.
“Bailey—Jesus.” His hands tightened. He didn’t want to hurt her, but—fuck him. With what restraint he could manage, he eased his hold and gently massaged her scalp.
In a choreographed dance with his hips she drew him into her mouth, hollowing out her cheeks until the tip of his cock hit the back of her throat. Hunter’s eyes nearly crossed when she relaxed her throat and drew him further.
When she drew back, their gazes met. Slowly she released him to the tip before drawing him fully into her mouth again. With one hand, she cupped his balls and tested the weight of them, caressed, then squeezed just enough to get his attention.
“Shit, Bailey. I can’t hold on if you do that. You feel, so—aah, fuck.”
She moaned as she drew him in again and Hunter’s cock twitched, and his grip tightened in her hair.
“Baby, you need to stop. I’m serious. I can’t—” His hips jerked. “Control, if—”
With her middle finger, she gently stroked his perineum. The result was instantaneous, as his control snapped. With a firm grip, he held her head in place and worked his cock in and out of her mouth.
It took him a moment to realize she only had one hand on him. It took him only another second to realize what she was doing with her free hand. Oh hell, his sweet, sexy girl was stroking herself.
“Jesus, Bailey, I want to be the one who makes you come.” His body stilled and he dragged in sharp ragged breaths. “Can I make you come? Can I touch you?”
Bailey released his stiff erection and shook her head slowly. “This is for you.” She teased him again with a flick of her tongue before sucking him back into her mouth.
His release hit immediately. “Oh, shit—”
With a satisfied smirk, she licked him clean. She didn’t stop the soft strokes that kept him on the edge of bliss.
With shaky hands, he dragged her up his body and kissed her. “You are a very naughty little witch, you know that?”
She smiled. “Thank you. I try.”
“You’re going to kill me,” he whispered as he stroked a thumb over her bottom lip. His cock twitched against her body. He wasn’t done with her yet.
“At least you’ll have fun on the way to meet your maker.”
He met her gaze with a blatant, sexual challenge reflecting in his eyes. “Well, I have something fun for you.”
“Yeah, I can feel that.”
Hunter yanked up the fabric of her T-shirt and tugged down her leggings. “I don’t have any condoms, so I’m going to taste you for now.”
She shook her head. “No. I want you. I’m on the pill.”
He kissed her, his tongue sliding against hers, sucking on her lip, drawing it into his mouth. Gently, he turned her around. As his body melded against hers and his cock nudged her backside, he whispered into her ear, “Brace your hands against the wall.”
She shivered as she did what she was told. Hunter yanked her panties down to her knees and whispered, “You are so fucking beautiful.”
“Don’t forget naughty.”
Hunter chuckled. “Is that what you want, Bay?”
He gently tapped her soft flesh. She shuddered and he could feel her slick cream coating his cock as she rocked her hips. He spanked her again.
“Hunter, please,” she hissed.
“I didn’t think you could get any wetter.”
“God, Hunter, please. Fuck me.”
“I’m happy to oblige.” And then he sank home.
Fourteen
One week later…
Bailey closed the door of the Vice President’s office and after glancing around to make sure no one was in the hall, pumped her fist.
“Yes,” she whispered.
She gathered herself together and then continued down the hall, not even bothering to rein in the huge smile on her face. The first day back to work after Dent’s firing had been awkward as hell. Even though it wasn’t her fault, Bailey could still feel the stares from her colleagues and superiors. But she’d kept her head high and pushed forward. She’d worked hard here and done her best to be a strong contributor to the team. Now her diligence had been rewarded.
The Vice President had just told her she had a guaranteed job offer for after graduation.
When she got back to her desk, Hunter was waiting. He pushed away from the wall and approached with his hands outspread.
“Well? What happened?”
Normally she would have enjoyed screwing with him a little bit, but Bailey was too excited to contain it. “I got it! They offered me a job after graduation!”
Hunter swept her off her feet and swung her around. Bailey dropped her head on his shoulder and let out a huge sigh of relief. Now that everyone knew they were dating, they didn’t need to avoid showing affection, but she was still a little leery of it. However, this was the kind of moment that begged for an exception. She had a job!
“That’s not even all.”
Hunter put her down and grabbed her hand, dragging her behind him on the way to the elevator. Once they were inside, he turned to her. “Tell me.”
She loved how excited he was for her. Anyone listening would think that her news directly impacted Hunter in some way. He was just as invested in her success as he was in his own career. It was an awesome feeling to have someone rooting for her wholeheartedly.
“Stephen said that there was a spot on the marketing team waiting for me. Also in the meantime, I get to work directly on my own client and he’ll oversee my work personally.”
“That’s great, Bailey.”
“Yeah, it is. All those times I gave ideas to Mr. Dent and he ignored them? Well, they went through his desk after firing him and found all those proposals I submitted. Upper management was impressed.”
The doors opened and they walked into the lobby of the building. Bailey slipped her hand into his as they crossed the floor and emerged into the humid August air.
“So I guess this means that you won’t be leaving after graduation, then?”
Bailey turned to look at Hunter, surprised at his tone of voice. It had never occurred to her that he might be worried about that. But it probably should have. Hunter was older and had established himself here. What would have happened if she had gotten a job in another city after graduation? The thought of having to leave Hunter behind hurt. Sure they could do the long distance thing, but how often did that work out? Luckily, they didn’t have to worry about it, but there was a tiny part of her that wanted to know how they would have handled it. Would Hunter care enough to follow her if she got a job somewhere else?
Don’t even ask, Bailey. No good can come from that.
“What would we have done if I hadn’t gotten a job here?”
Bailey cursed silently. Apparently she had a twisted inner voice that didn’t care about stirring up trouble.
Hunter squeezed her hand as they walked. “We would have dealt with it. If I had to, I would have followed your sweet ass across the country.”
“Really?” She grinned, uncaring that she probably looked ridic
ulous.
Hunter sported a smile that was just as cheesy, and he appeared to care even less about it. “Hell yeah, I would have followed you. Not sure if you’ve gotten this yet, but I’m not going anywhere, baby.”
“Good. That’s what I really want, Hunter. This. You and me.”
He winked at her. “I know. Now let’s go get some lunch.”
The end of the day took forever to arrive. Hunter had a mountain of work to attend to but his mind was on one thing only.
Bailey.
His heart flipped over in his chest remembering her excitement about the job offer. It had taken him all of his acting skill to pretend to be surprised. Stephen had told him about it days ago but asked him to keep it quiet until he got the sign off from the head of the company. It was everything he’d hoped for, having his career and Bailey. The future stretched out in front of them and it was bright. Together, they could do anything, and now they had the opportunity. Hunter had always thought he had shit luck but lately, he was doing pretty well.
Now he just had to see if his luck held.
“She didn’t leave yet, right?” he whispered to Michelle when he noticed that Bailey’s cubicle was empty.
Michelle just shrugged. “I don’t think so. Her stuff is still here.”
Hunter walked over and saw that her purse and phone were still on her desk. She must have gotten called away really quickly if she’d left her phone. He sat in her chair to wait for her to come back. A few minutes later, the soft scent of vanilla wafted over him just before two warm hands settled over his eyes.
“Guess who?” she asked in a high-pitched, sing-song voice.
“Let me see, who smells like heaven and tastes even better?”
She snatched her hands down. “Hunter! You are terrible.”
He swiveled around in her desk chair. “You mean, I’m terribly good at licking that delectable little–“
Her hands flew up again and landed over his mouth. “Don’t you dare finish that sentence.”
He chuckled, his lips moving behind her hand. It was so easy to rile Bailey up and he’d never tell her that he did it on purpose because she was so sexy when she was blushing.
“Are you ready to go home?” she asked.
He nodded his head. She removed her hands slowly, giving him an evil look as she did it.
“Can you behave?”
He shrugged. “Not sure. I guess you should take me home fast just in case.”
She gathered her stuff quickly and grabbed his hand. Hunter allowed her to lead him down the hallway and to the elevators. He hit the button for his floor.
“Did you forget something?” Bailey asked in confusion when she saw they weren’t heading to the ground floor.
Once the doors opened, he strolled out without answering. Bailey followed behind him. Suddenly, he veered right, yanking her after him.
“What? Where are we going?”
“I want to show you something, now that you’re moving up the corporate ladder.” Hunter pulled her into the supply closet and then shut the door behind them. It was bigger than the supply closet on her floor, so they had more room to move around.
“Hunter, are you crazy?”
“Yes, I am. I’m crazy about you, Bailey. That’s what I should have told you last time we were in a closet together. I love you.” He kissed her softly.
Bailey smiled gently and Hunter marveled at how completely this woman held his heart. It had been a crazy ride but he wouldn’t have changed it for the world.
“I love you too, Hunter. We never have to worry about things getting boring between us, huh? But maybe this isn’t a good idea. We don’t have a good history of fooling around at work.”
He knelt before her and pushed her skirt up her thighs. “I figured we could use a do-over, and plus, I wanted to congratulate you on your job offer. But I could take you out for a drink if you prefer.”
Bailey’s head fell back against the door as his hands walked up her thighs and his lips followed. “No thank you. This is way better than vodka.”
Hunter agreed.
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