Page 16 of The Substitute

Chapter Four

Maya

Now I know what they mean when they—whoever they are—talk about their heart beating out of their chest. Mine pounds as Derek stares at me with those hot eyes and clenched jaw. It’s suddenly stifling in the room, and hard for me to breathe.

“Or what, Derek?”

I take a few steps forward, tentatively at first, and then more confidently when he doesn’t tell me to stop. Rounding his desk, I stop just a few inches away from him and boldly stare into his hot, brown eyes. He’s also breathing hard, his chest rising and falling beneath his suit, and I can’t resist running the flat of my hand up his silk tie.

“Maya,” he growls, almost as a warning, but I don’t stop. I don’t want to stop. I want him.

And when I boldly lift my chin, he must get the message loud and clear because he frames my face, and his lips are on mine in a nanosecond. He kisses me hard and licks my tongue with his, stealing what’s left of my breath.

With a moan, I clutch his tie in my fist and pull him closer, practically wanting to climb the man as his hands roam down from my face to clutch my ass. He effortlessly lifts me so I can wrap my arms around his neck, and my legs around his waist. Suddenly, I’m sitting on his desk, and he’s leaning over me, shoving my dress up around my waist.

“You’re so bloody beautiful,” he whispers against my neck before placing a wet kiss there. “Fucking irresistible.”

I can’t help but smile at that. I don’t think anyone has ever called me irresistible before. But if Derek wants to think so, who am I to argue?

His fingertips brush my inner thigh, making me gasp, and he immediately pulls back to stare down into my eyes, his gaze intense as he searches.

“Yes,” I assure him. “Absolutely yes.”

Relief and then unmistakable desire wash over his face before he kisses me again and yanks my dress over my head. When he sees the new underwear—thank God I agreed to the new underwear!—his jaw drops.

“Are you bloody telling me this has been under your shabby clothes all bloody week?”

“Hey, they’re not shabby.”

He narrows his eyes, and it makes me grin.

“No, these are new.”

Just when I think he’ll tear it all off me, he tenderly trails his fingertip along the edge of my bra where it meets my skin. It sends goose bumps rising all over me. His gaze stays on his finger, watching as he touches my flesh, and his tongue darts out to lick his lips, making my core clench.

“Derek.”

“I’m going to fuck you.” His voice is hard again, almost like the very idea of it pisses him off. “I’m going to fuck you hard and fast, right here on this desk, and if that’s not what you want, you need to speak up now, Maya.”

“That’s pretty much what I was hoping for.” I swallow hard, and he grins.

“I love your smart mouth.” He bites my lower lip and reaches behind my back to unclasp the bra. It falls down my shoulders, and I toss it aside as he brushes his thumb across one already painfully puckered nipple.

When he lowers his head to suck it into his mouth, it’s like a shot of electricity straight to my pussy, and I can’t help but cry out.

“That’s right,” Derek mutters as he pulls his wallet from his trousers and retrieves a condom, tossing it onto the desk. “Jesus, you’re damn responsive.”

He grips my panties and pulls them down as I lift my hips off the desk and reach for his tie.

“You’re way too dressed,” I inform him, but he shakes his head.

“I’m in charge here.” He braces his hands on the desk on either side of my hips and pins me with that hard glare that does nothing but turn me on.

I narrow my eyes but keep my lips closed. He must approve of what he sees in my gaze because he lowers himself to his knees, spreads me wide, and licks me from anus to clit, making me fall back onto the desktop and cry out from the absolute pleasure of it.

His hand is on my stomach, and I can’t help but clasp it, lacing my fingers with his like he’s an anchor as he sends me into a wild hurricane of sensation. Within seconds, an orgasm fires through me so fast and devastating that I can’t even make a noise as everything in me tenses, and I ride it out.

“Good girl,” he murmurs against me, still kissing and licking me, only lighter now. “Yes, love, that’s it. Now, you’ll give me more.”