Page 99 of Wright Together

“No?”

“I can’t go back into that room. Not yet. Not when I’m like this.”

“Okay. We can stay out here.”

She slid her body against mine. “I want you to fuck me in these heels.”

My body heated at those words. Oh, how I wanted to do that, but I didn’t want to disregard her feelings either. I couldn’t just throw her over my shoulder and forget everything else.

“Are you sure?”

“You have a hotel room,” she said, reaching into my pocket and producing the key. “Take me upstairs and make me forget.”

I snatched the key card out of her hand. “I have a better idea.”

Her eyes widened in confusion, but I took her hand and snuck out through the pool garden gate. The benefit of this hotel was that it was next door to Wright Construction. When we had visitors at headquarters, we put them up at the place so that they could walk right over. Like we were currently.

“What are we doing?” she asked as we came up to the side entrance.

Only a few people had access to the building late at night. I’d been given a key with my promotion and used it to let us inside.

“Whitt,” she breathed as we traversed the dark corridors, illuminated by soft red light.

I put my finger to my lips even though it was unnecessary.

No one was here.

Empty building. Empty floor. Empty office.

I dragged her into the latter, and she made a noise of delight at the view of the Tech campus, all lit up from my windows.

“And what are we doing all the way up here?”

My hands came down to her hips, wrapping around her waist and drawing her against me. I pressed a kiss onto her shoulder. “I’ve been dreaming about fucking you on my desk for far too long.”

She shivered at the words. “How long?”

“March.”

She coughed out a laugh, turning in my arms. “You didn’t even have this desk in March.”

“A guy has to have goals.” I walked her backward until her ass hit the edge of my desk. “And I envisioned you right here.”

Eve leaned her elbows back on the desk with a mischievous glint in her eye. “How do you want me?”

“Every way.”

“Tell me,” she breathed.

“Bent over the desk, ass in the air, my hand in your hair, cock in your cunt.”

I trailed a finger down the front of her dress, cupping her pussy through the material.

Her pupils dilated. “Yes.”

“Against the glass, bare ass for the world to see.”

“Please,” she panted as I shifted her dress out of the way and slid my hand into her panties.