Chapter 8

8

brITTA

B eing able to lend Shaw a hand meant the world to me, especially since it meant that I was doing something to help my mom. Even if it was just sorting through a ridiculous number of documents, hoping to find some clue to help the Iron Rogues find her. We’d been at it for hours this morning, but no luck yet.

On the plus side, though, watching Shaw work made me wish that I had the chance to see him in action in court someday. I shivered a little, thinking about how sexy he would be.

“What was that for?” he asked, proving that he was too observant for me to get away with much of anything.

“Just picturing what you’d look like in a courtroom, dressed in a three-piece suit while you dazzled a jury with your brilliance.” I wagged my brows. “There ought to be a law against you being so hot.”

“You think I’m hot, huh?” he drawled, setting down the stack of papers he’d been reading through.

“Obviously,” I drawled. “The hottest.”

He stood and prowled toward me. “It’s good you think so since you’re not gonna get another, less hot guy now that you’re mine.”

It really turned me on when he got all growly and possessive. Pressing my thighs to better ease the ache in my core, I let out a surprised yelp when he scooped me out of my chair. Wrapping my legs around his waist, I held on while he walked us over to the door. I thought he was planning to carry me to his room, but he locked it, then pressed my back against the hard surface instead.

As I gripped his shoulders, he fused our lips together in a deep kiss, our tongues tangling. The muscles in his arms bulged as he lifted me higher and I tilted my head so he could take it even deeper. Just like the other times we’d kissed, it wasn’t long before things got heated.

I hadn’t brought a lot of clothes with me, and I hadn’t done laundry yet, so Shaw had given me one of his shirts to wear. I wished that I hadn’t bothered to put on my jeans as well, except he’d made it very clear that I shouldn’t ever walk around half dressed near anyone but him. But if I were just in his shirt and a pair of panties, it would’ve given him easier access when he slid his hand between us.

“You wet for me, baby?” he rasped, trailing kisses down my jawline.

“Uh-huh,” I breathed, wiggling my hips to shift back a little so he could undo the snap on my jeans.

When he got the zipper down, he tried to slide his hand inside, but our positions didn’t give him enough room. Frustrated, he growled, “Gotta get you naked.”

I unwound my legs from his waist, and he set me on my feet. Then he made quick work of stripping my jeans down my legs and taking my panties with them. Once that was done, he reached under my shirt—which was huge on me—to undo my bra to get access to my tits.

“Gonna make you come on my tongue,” he muttered, picking me up again and placing hot, open-mouthed kisses down the column of my neck.

“Yes, please,” I hissed, more than ready to have his mouth on me again even though that was how I’d woken up this morning.

Lifting me again, he backed me against the door and slid one of his hands beneath my shirt. Since it was so big, there was more than enough room for him to get his head under it too, licking one of my nipples before sucking it into his mouth. It felt as though each tug of his lips sent a direct line of fire to my core.

I cried out and pushed my chest closer as he switched sides, nibbling and sucking on my other nipple before moving down my torso. “Need your pussy.”

That was all the warning he gave me before he slid his palms along my outer thighs, all the way to my knees. Taking the hint to unwrap my legs from his waist, I held his neck while he draped them over his bulging biceps. Then he used the wall as leverage to push me high enough that he could get my legs over his shoulders.

My new position was precarious, but I trusted Shaw completely. And my faith in him paid off as he licked my pussy from bottom to top. “Keep a hold on me while I eat your sweet pussy until you can’t take it anymore. Then I’m gonna sink my cock balls deep until we’re coming together.”

He followed through with his promise, devouring me until my thighs shook, and I was screaming his name. “Shaw! Yes, oh yes!”

My orgasm ripped through my body, and if he hadn’t been holding me up so securely, I would’ve fallen to the floor in a heap of satisfaction. Instead, I just pressed my head back against the wall while my body shook with tremors. My fingers dug into his scalp as he ate me through my orgasm. Then he unwound his arms and gripped my butt, sliding me down until I was lined up with his dick.

“Reach down and free my cock, baby,” he commanded, his voice thick with need.

I slid my arm between us, flicking the snap of his jeans open and dragging the zipper down. He’d gone commando, so I was able to wrap my hand around his shaft and tug it out.

“Such a good girl.”

His praise sent a delicious shiver down my spine. “Now what?”

“Let go, baby. I’ve got it from here.”

He proved how true those words were when he lined his dick up with my core and plunged inside with one forceful thrust of his hips. He’d taken me more times than I could count in the days that I’d been here, but it was still a tight fit. My inner walls clamped around his thick invasion, and I felt the slight burn of his shaft stretching me.

“Always so fucking tight. You need a second?” he asked, his fingers digging into my skin as he tightened his hold while he stilled.

I wiggled my hips as much as I could, my body going liquid when I realized the pinch of pain had already passed. “Nuh-uh, I need you to follow up on your promise to make us both come—together.”

Gently lifting me higher, he slid out. Then he plunged back in on a hard stroke, and a low moan escaped my lips. “That’s it, baby. Let me hear what I do to you. My office is soundproofed for security reasons, so nobody is gonna hear you.”

“I’m already so close again,” I gasped.

“Gimme a second one, Britta,” he gritted out, circling his hips to hit just the right spot deep inside me. “We can come together on your third.”

“Yes, oh yessss,” I cried as another wave of pleasure crested over me.

Now that I had come again, he didn’t hold back at all. I was barely able to hold on while he hammered in and out of my tight heat. Over and over again until I felt his dick grow impossibly large. “I’m barely holding on here, baby. You better be close if you want us to go together this time.”

“Need just a little more,” I panted, doing my best to wiggle my hips in unison with his thrusts. Tightening my legs around his waist, I felt my toes literally curl. Each thrust of his hips sent a shock of pleasure up my spine. “Please.”

“Come for me now,” he whispered, somehow keeping his hold on me with one hand while he slid the other between us, his thumb circling my clit.

I hung suspended on the edge for a second, and then the combination sent me over. My body clenched around his, milking his release from his dick. I felt the heat of his come jetting into me as he found his own orgasm. When our shudders died down, he slipped out of me and slid my body down until my feet touched the floor.

“Whoa, I had no idea that office sex was so awesome,” I mumbled after I caught my breath. “Although maybe it was just because you had me up against the door like that, which I had no idea was even possible.”

Bending to grab my panties from the floor, he handed them to me and offered, “Next time, I’ll take you on the desk and see if you like it as much.”

“I will definitely take you up on that.” I crossed the room to grab a tissue and clean up before I shimmied back into my panties and tugged my jeans back on. Then I perched on the edge of his desk. “Pencil it in for our next break.”

“Whatever you want, baby,” he agreed, shaking his head with a deep laugh.

Being with Shaw, I already had just about everything I ever wanted. The only thing missing was my mom, and I had felt better about her odds now that he had filled me in a little more and given me a way to help.