Reckless

by Stella Rhys

“Okay,” I said awkwardly, watching Kenzie then turn on her heel, walk down the hall and then grab her purse off her desk before leaving for the evening.

  Only then did I look around, noticing what time it was and that almost everyone had gone home.

  The quiet made me feel especially unnerved as I got up and went into Adam’s office, where I found him thumbing through a report on his desk.

  I stood at the door for another few seconds before he spoke without looking up.

  “You were at your desk a few minutes ago. Is there a reason you just let Kenzie walk in?”

  I drew in a deep breath.

  “I’m sorry,” I said genuinely. “I was just trying to… write an email,” I added, but it was such a blatant, half-hearted lie that when Adam looked up at me, his eyes glinted with a mix of scorn and amusement.

  “Were you?” he asked, his question sounding so much like a taunt that I felt my tongue naturally gearing up to fire back. But then he spoke again. “Or were you trying to picture my dick based on what you felt this weekend?”

  What.

  The blood promptly drained from my face as I stared.

  How…

  The hell…?

  My heartbeat was already thumping in my ears as I gaped unblinkingly for another few seconds. Then it hit me. And with a violent twist in my stomach, I realized why Georgia suddenly stopped replying mid-conversation. Because I didn’t send those last few texts to her.

  I’d accidentally sent them to Adam.

  Fuck.

  Blood rushed to my tingling lips as they parted but said nothing. Speechless, I could only watch as Adam leaned back in his seat, his blue eyes glimmering on me as he adjusted the crisp white cuffs of his shirt.

  “For the sake of your productivity, I’d be more than happy to show you,” he said, the corner of his mouth twisted up in such a devilish smirk that it took me a second to process what he was offering me right now in this office.

  To show me his dick.

  I was stunned, every inch of my skin on fire as I simply stared in silence at Adam. He cocked an eyebrow.

  “So are you gonna tell me what we did in that dream?”

  My mouth pursed into a line as I tried to find my words. It took several seconds, and they were shaky, but it was better than nothing. “I’d rather not.”

  “And why is that?”

  “Because the last thing I want or need is for you to get hard again.”

  “I get hard every time I lay eyes on you, so I’d say that ship’s already sailed,” Adam said straightaway, his utter nonchalance sending a shiver down my spine that settled into a hot pulse between my legs.

  Still, I steeled myself, doing my best to look impassive, even despite the words he spoke next.

  “I’m not doing another week of this, AJ.”

  My pulse picked up some more as I arched an eyebrow. “Of what?”

  “You avoiding me,” Adam replied swiftly. “Acting like a total stranger around me. We can’t afford this total lapse in communication when we have this much work ahead of us, so I want to take care of this. Now.”

  The way he spoke was so assured that I couldn’t hide the bewilderment that pulled my eyebrows together.

  “What exactly are you proposing, Adam?”

  His reply was unapologetic. “That I give you the orgasm you’ve needed since last week in Palm Beach.”

  I inhaled sharply. My heart slammed and my every muscle clenched. Everything inside me was rioting right now, but I pretended to be unfazed.

  “What makes you think I didn’t already get it?” I asked.

  “It’s painfully obvious you haven’t,” he said.

  Okay.

  My jaw clenched and I looked away for a second, knowing well that I couldn’t really argue that.

  “Well, whether or not I have, it’s only a matter of time, and the last person I need to get it from is you.”

  “We both know that isn’t true. You’ve had a week to fuck anyone else, AJ, and judging by how incredibly tense and fucking awkward you’ve been around me all week,” he said, pausing half a beat to soak in my ire, “I’m the only person you actually want it from. So what I’m proposing right now is that I make you come all over my cock.” He paused another beat to enjoy the look on my face. “And after that, we can both stop thinking about this and carry on with our lives.”

  I exhaled like I’d been socked in the chest.

  “You realize that’s crazy, right? We would be risking our entire working relationship.”

  “That’s already gone or we wouldn’t be having this conversation,” Adam said, making my ears burn. “As far as I can tell, it can’t get worse than where we’re at now. Which is why I suspect we don’t have a whole lot to lose.”

  My toes curled in my shoes.

  God, was I crazy or did he have a point?

  “Hey, guys?”

  I nearly jumped when I heard Liza’s voice behind me.

  “Sorry to scare you,” she laughed, touching my arm. “And so sorry to interrupt, Adam. I just wanted to know if you had those signed forms for me to scan.”

  “Right here.” Adam held out a folder that I stepped forward to grab before handing it off to Liza.

  “Thanks so much. I’ll be right back.”

  And once Liza was gone, I turned back to Adam, our eyes boring into each other as I waited for her footsteps to walk far enough away so I could tell him no. That this was crazy.

  But when I opened my mouth, different words came out.

  “Just this once.” My voice was confoundingly calm. Assertive. My mind was at war with my body, and clearly, it wasn’t winning. “Just this once,” I repeated, “and then we’ll never speak of it again.”

  Despite his easy gait, Adam’s eyes were vibrant, lit with an unmistakable thrill.

  “You know we’re good at that,” he said calmly. “Anything else?”

  My mind raced for a moment. “No kissing,” I decided. “My mouth or my pussy.”

  “As long as I get to fuck you, AJ, I’m good.”

  I writhed a little as I let his words sink in. They made me feel hot, my clothes feel too tight—like I could feel every shift of fabric against my skin as we gazed at each other in silence, both of us listening to the sound of Liza’s footsteps coming back.

  In seconds, her voice was behind me again.

  “Here we go,” she said brightly, handing me back the forms and then bringing her smiling eyes to Adam. “Thanks, Adam. Have a good night.”

  “You too,” Adam said, his gaze returning smoothly to mine as Liza turned and went. He kept it fixed on me even as he said, “Anyone else out there?”

  “No,” Liza called over her shoulder from halfway down the hall. “You guys are the last ones left.”

  I suppressed my smirk, shaking my head at the pleased look in Adam’s eyes, and for the next ten seconds, our stares remained locked, unwavering.

  But once we heard the ding of the elevator, the air shifted. I caught the flicker in his eye as we listened to the doors open.

  And as soon as they closed, he broke the silence.

  “May I have those forms back, please?” he asked with a courteousness we both knew was a farce.

  There was nothing professional about this moment, so I shot a sarcastic look as I obliged, walking the forms over to him and trying not to melt under the blaze of his stare. But it felt like I was under the most erotic spotlight. The entire office was silent save for the neat click of my heels and with Adam’s wolfish gaze roaming freely all over my body, I felt so keenly aware of my breasts in my lace bra. My hips and thighs wrapped in my tight skirt. I had literally never been more eager, more aroused.

  Of course, I refused to show it.

  I was determined to hide any sliver of emotion—to act like this was just something I wanted to get done for the sake of efficiency. It was a little absurd, yes, but I strictly did not want to give Adam any more reason to be smug.

  So I kept a fairly straight face on a
s I finally stood in front of his desk, a wry look in my eye as I handed over the folder.

  “Anything else I can do for you?”

  It was a question I asked him ten times a day, but this time was obviously different.

  A wicked smile on his lips, Adam let his eyes linger on my chest before he said it—the same words that kicked off my dirty little dream.

  “Take your clothes off for me.”

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  ADAM

  Christ.

  Just the thrill of saying that.

  Reclined in my seat, I spread my legs wider apart, adjusting my cock and giving a slow stroke as I took in her ass—the way it moved from side to side in that skirt as she went to close the door.

  And once it was shut, she turned around, making me grin as she gave me attitude. That reluctant, tired-of-your-shit look that she gave whenever I asked her to cancel on someone or come in on a weekend.

  It was a look I got often.

  But never as she was unbuttoning her top, showing me those beautiful tits.

  Goddamn.

  I couldn’t help my grin as she came toward me, her dark eyes locked on me, still giving me that vaguely annoyed look even as she arched her back and let her fully unbuttoned top fall off her smooth shoulders, fluttering down her arms and to the floor.

  “Fuck, AJ,” I muttered under my breath, mostly to myself once she was down to just that black skirt and lacy black bra. Unblinking, I sat forward a little, still stroking my cock over my pants as my greedy eyes moved over the full curves of her tits and the tight peak of her nipples I could see through the lace. “Lose the bra already,” I said.

  “Be patient,” she bit back, making me lift my gaze to her.

  “I don’t think you realize how much patience I’ve burned through this week.”

  “Over what?” She played innocent. “Me?”

  “Yes.”

  She arched an eyebrow as she reached behind her back. “What exactly did I do?”

  I curled my lip, barely having to think to list her every offense against my cock this week.

  The sashay of her hips that first Monday she came in wearing a skirt. The way she forced my eyes on her ass when she leaned over her desk to hand something to Liza. That was rough, but worse of course was the time she walked dutifully into my office, bright-eyed and ready for my instruction—while completely unaware that her nipples were hard enough for me to see through her top.

  Just fantasizing about how many times she’d stood in front of me turned on with soaked panties had driven me crazy. I’d needed to jerk off literally every twenty minutes since Monday morning, but work didn’t exactly permit for that, so it had definitely been a hell of a trying…

  Fuck.

  My train of thought came to a halt when her lacy bra hit the floor. But as soon as it did, I was grinding my jaw, because she was teasing me now, her head tilted to the side and her lips curved up as she covered those luscious fucking tits with her hands, rubbing and squeezing them, pushing them against each other and refusing to let me see those nipples I’d been waiting to suck on all week.

  It took everything in me to tear my eyes off of her chest to cut a look at her. “Enjoying yourself?”

  She gave a little laugh that made my cock twitch.

  “You’ve spent the past five years pissing me off, Adam. I think it’s fair that I spend a couple minutes getting revenge,” she said in a mischievous murmur, sliding her hands to the sides of her breasts, using her fingertips to keep her nipples covered and teasing me to the edge of my limit.

  The second she looked down while bouncing herself in her hands, I lost my patience.

  “Get the fuck over here, AJ.”

  She smirked, rolling her eyes at my tone but coming over to me anyway. She took her time, of course, but as soon as she was close enough, I jerked her onto my lap, enjoying her resistance as I pulled her hands off her chest and pinned them behind her back.

  “Asshole,” she breathed as I trapped her wrists, cursing under my breath when I finally soaked in the sight of her naked tits—full and round and bouncing for me as she writhed against my restraint.

  “Sit still,” I muttered, before taking her nipple in my mouth, swirling my tongue around it, sucking hard till she gave me a moan. It was short, reluctant, but full of such desperate pleasure that it made my lips curl against her skin as I switched to one-handing my restraint, using my free hand to push her skirt up above her pussy.

  “Are these even panties?” I muttered, slipping my fingers into her flimsy thong and hissing fuck when I felt how smooth and wet she was. Immediately, my mouth watered for a taste, making me wish I hadn’t promised not to kiss her there. “This how wet you’ve been for me all week?” I taunted.

  “No,” she said, so insolent I had to smile as I gave a last flick of my tongue over her nipple before pulling back.

  “Don’t lie to me. I was watching every time you squirmed at your desk,” I murmured, tilting my head as I lifted her skirt, “from all the juices leaking out of this pretty pussy.”

  Teasing her for a little, I finally slipped my fingers inside—one then another, with such ease I had to praise her for being so wet for me, even as she continued to give me that attitude, her breathing ragged as she stifled her moans and curled her top lip.

  “Bit of a creep watching me like that,” she breathed, her voice tinged with both pleasure and spite.

  “At least I kept it to myself. You’re the one texting your boss about how badly you want his cock.”

  “That wasn’t meant for you, asshole, but since we’re on that topic, maybe just stop talking and take your dick out already.”

  I smirked. Not a bad idea. At this point, I was so hard it fucking hurt and the fact that her naked tits were right in my face made me feel like I might actually bust open my zipper. I needed to fuck her STAT.

  But at the same time, I needed to punish her a little, so leaning back in my chair, I withdrew my fingers from inside her, taking satisfaction in the way her eyebrows twitched in their wake.

  “Touch yourself first,” I instructed, reaching for my belt and suppressing my amusement as she glared. She even threw in a roll of the eyes, but I made sure to look bored with her attitude. “Do it now,” I said flatly, earning myself her signature death look.

  I could practically see the sharp quip lining up on her tongue, but with a jangling sound of my belt, lust flashed in her eyes and before I knew it, I was living out a fantasy: AJ straddling me half-naked in my office, looking like she fucking hated me as she stroked little circles over her pink clit.

  The soft jiggle of her tits nearly fucking hypnotized me as she played with herself, and though she did her best to look fed up, impatient as I reached for my cock, I could see every bit of her eagerness for me. The twitching flex of her thighs. The gorgeous flush of her cheeks.

  Right before my eyes, the blood rushed to her lips, getting them nice and swollen for me as I unzipped my pants and freed my hard-on.

  I could feel my own damned smugness shooting through the roof as AJ immediately went from huffy and moody to staring in awe at my rock-hard dick.

  “Fuck,” she breathed as I gripped the base of my shaft, stroking slowly up and down to display my every hard inch for her bright, unblinking eyes. I wet my lips at how entranced she looked, watching as she unconsciously lifted herself enough to slide her fingers into her pussy, gently fucking herself to the sight of my cock as I reached for my wallet to grab a condom.

  But once I had the foil in my hand, I clearly didn’t open it fast enough for AJ’s liking, because with an angry little moan, she grabbed it.

  “Let me do it,” she said, taking over and whispering a string of expletives as she wrapped her fingers around my hot shaft. She was squirming in my lap, her wet pussy soaking my suit, thoroughly ruining it. But I didn’t give a shit, because I never wanted to forget this moment. How cute she looked when she was mad.

  When she was desperately achingly for my cock.

/>   “Your shirt. Unbutton it,” she said, which I did as I buried my face in her chest, licking up the heavy swell of her tits and swirling my tongue around her nipple, the corners of my mouth turned up as I did so, because I couldn’t help but enjoy her signature haste and impatience for me while she rolled a condom onto my throbbing dick. She was eager, hungry, but to my delight, her haste slowed when she lifted herself to position her sopping wet entrance above my flared tip.

  As she bit her lip, I smirked, knowing well that she was afraid of plunging down on a cock my size.

  “Bigger than you’re used to?”

  She lifted her sharp gaze to me. “Yes. But trust me, Adam. Now’s not the time to be smug.”

  “Why is that?” I asked, my voice husky as she rubbed my tip up and down her wet length. Her dark eyes gleamed.

  “Because your big cock is at my mercy right now.” Her voice was a soft murmur as she rubbed me in circles against her clit. “And I can do this for a lot longer than you can handle,” she said, making my jaw clench and my abs contract as I endured the hot fucking sensation of her teasing.

  God, she was so sexy. I couldn’t goddamned wait to fuck her.

  And a part of me wished I’d said nothing to tease her, but I was also quite enjoying the fact that AJ was back. Being herself with me again. I’d missed her smart mouth all week. Getting it back was a relief, but getting it back while she was naked with her panties pulled to the side and her pussy all wet on my cock?

  A thing of beauty.

  Come on. I know you want it, I thought as she moaned softly while rubbing the head of my dick to her clit, getting herself so riled up she clearly couldn’t hold out anymore. Naturally, I felt the need to give her shit about it. But the last thing I wanted was to encourage her need to prove me wrong, so I kept my mouth shut till she finally slid her tight pussy down on me.

  Holy… fuck.

  Just a few inches and my every muscle clenched with pleasure and anticipation.

  “There you go,” I murmured—not that she was paying attention to what I was saying anymore. She was too busy easing down onto me, making my jaw clench tight and a groan rumble from the depths of my chest as her sweet pussy stretched to accommodate my size. “Fuck, baby, that’s it. Just like that,” I rasped as she gripped handfuls of my collar while easing herself all the way to the base of my shaft.