Page 48 of Never Say Never

I smirked, flipping over to my stomach and pushing up on my hands and knees. "That's right, you like when I remind you that you're my boss."

York's cheeks flushed. He looked away for a second. I covered my mouth, barely hiding my laugh. York grabbed my wrist. I fell forward as he yanked me toward him. I crashed against his chest and groaned. Sex and the scent of us mixed together clung to his flesh. If I could bottle it up and keep it on me at all times, I would. Possibly spray it into a paper bag and sniff it throughout the day, getting high on our sex smells.

I'm fucked.

"Morning, Agent Washington."

"Good morning!" I called. I moved through the office building, my coffee cup clutched in my hand, but I had barely drank any of it.

Everything felt lighter this morning, as if the coming war, the coldness of winter, and the shit that had been dumped into my lap didn't exist. I knew it wasn't true, there was always something else right around the corner. But for now, I wanted to enjoy the fact that some things in my life were going well.

The girls were great, I was in a good mood, and Paul...

"Morning, sir," Paul said as he stepped in the direction of me heading to my office. "How was your weekend?"

I raised a brow at him, trying to contain the smile that threatened to tug at my lips. "It was fine, Agent Gallo. Yours?"

"I had a fantastic time." He chuckled as he fell in line beside me. "I'm a bit sore, but I think I can still manage to do my job."

I groaned. "Why are you this way?"

He smirked. "Fantastic in every way? I don't know. It's a god-given gift."

Yep, that was the Paul I knew and lo?—

Fuck, what are you thinking, York? We're good just the way we are. This doesn't need to be anything more.

Even though part of me really couldn't stop thinking about him. Paul was a mess, but he was smart, he was supportive, and he was someone that I had started to rely on. Hell, he'd even become closer to me with this investigation. Even if we didn't agree on everything, I knew he wanted justice just as much as I did.

"Stop flirting and focus," I said as I stepped into the office and shut the door after us. "We have a lot of things to go over with this Vitale case and I—Mmh. Paul. Stop."

"I can't." He moaned as he deepened the kiss. "Sit at your desk and let me blow you under it. I want to wrap my lips around that big dick and choke on it while you read your emails."

My cock twitched with desire. "Fuck."

"I know." He laughed. "You want it too."

Pleasure flooded my body as he crouched down in his suit and tie. He opened my slacks and I stared, knowing that I should put a stop to this nonsense. We were at work, a place where we were supposed to be on our best behavior.

"Stop," I whispered. "Someone could come in."

"The door's locked," he said.

"Paul."

"I love when you say my name, boss."

Before I could utter another word, his lips wrapped around my shaft. I expected him to take his time, to tease and toy with me as he always did, but now? He swallowed me down the back of his throat and gagged. The feeling vibrated up my length sending little zaps of electricity over my body. I grabbed a fistful of his blond hair and used it to fuck myself with his tight, wet throat. I could get used to this. No, I had gotten used to this. I didn't want it to stop, didn't want to let go of this man that made me feel pleasure in ways that I had never experienced before. I knew who he was, how he treated previous conquests, but that logic didn't seem to work in my brain anymore. All I saw was Paul. The one that listened to me vent, who was up and available whenever I texted him, and the one that adored and was a total pushover for my kids.

If we were different people, he would be perfect. We could be perfect together. However, both of us shared careers and neither of us wanted to lose them.

"Paul, stop." I panted as I slapped his shoulder. "This is stupid."

"Be a little stupid every once in a while," Paul said as he came up for air. "It's fun."

I gave in. My head leaned against the door as his hands moved over my body along with his tongue. I was transported to heaven as I spilled hot cum down Paul's throat. He came up gasping, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as he panted.

"See? A quickie." He smiled as he continued to taste me from his fingertips. "Mmm, you taste so damn good."