His to Possess (11 page)

Jessica escaped to her desk. She did
not
want Melanie to figure out she was attracted to Dane.

*   *   *

Dane returned to his office around three o’clock. It wasn’t appropriate to take Jessica
to all his meetings and he was glad he hadn’t this afternoon. This morning, he’d had
to rein himself in because after touching her sexy round ass, when she’d lifted her
pert little chin, clearly expecting him to kiss her, desire had rushed through him.
He’d wanted to drag her into his arms and plunge into that sweet little mouth of hers,
then strip off her clothes and fuck her for hours.

But he didn’t want to overwhelm her with constant sex, and if he allowed himself to
have her anytime he felt the desire, that’s what would happen. He’d be fucking her
nonstop.

He sat down at his desk and opened his e-mail. Jessica had already marked forty messages
as “handled,” and flagged a handful that required his personal attention.

A knock sounded on his open door and he glanced up to see Jessica standing in the
doorway. Instantly, he noticed the sexy spiked heels she wore.

“Come in.”

She closed the door behind her and he watched the delightful sway of her hips as she
walked toward the desk. Those shoes were new since this morning and, if he had to
guess, he’d bet she wore a few other new things, too.

“I see you went shopping.”

She glanced down at her feet. “Yes.” She gazed at him uncertainly. “Are they okay?
I mean, you don’t think they’re too … uh—”

“Sexy for the office?”

Someone must have teased her about them already, because there was nothing wrong with
the shoes. They were extremely sexy—any high heels were because of the way they accentuated
a woman’s ass—but Gina in Human Resources wore more flamboyant shoes than that.

But he knew Jessica had bought those shoes to entice him and he wasn’t going to let
her off the hook too easily.

He stood up and walked around his desk. “Come over here. Let me have a closer look.”

She walked toward him, then stopped. The shoes gave her extra height, so the crown
of her head now reached his eye level.

“Turn around so I can see the heels.”

She turned around. The heels were slim and tall. Definitely very sexy. But where his
gaze lingered was on her backside. Pushed up and out by her changed posture, it looked
even firmer and rounder than usual. His hand itched to stroke her alluring ass.

He leaned closer and murmured near her ear, “Are you trying to entice me?”

“No, sir.”

But the smile in her voice told him the truth.

“Did you buy anything else while you were out at lunch?”

“Yes, sir.”

He couldn’t drag his gaze from her body. The barely perceptible bump of panty lines
was gone. His groin tightened as he realized the fabric of her skirt brushed against
her naked ass. And rather than pantyhose, the stockings covering her legs would end
a few inches below her panties, leaving a strip of bare thigh.

His hand fell to her hip, then glided along her rear. His cock swelled.

“What did you buy?” When she started a stuttered response, he said, “Never mind.”

He cupped her ass with his hand and squeezed, then reached down and lifted her skirt.
As he slid his hand up the back of her leg, his fingertip brushed against a garter,
then he felt bare skin. He could hear her draw in a breath. Then he stroked the curve
of her delightful, naked flesh.

“Very nice. Let me see your new purchases.”

He forced himself to step back, then watched avidly as she unzipped her skirt, then
eased the waistband over her hips and let it drop to the floor.

Her white blouse covered her to the tops of her thighs, but the band of naked flesh
above her stockings was visible, and the red lace garters matched her shoes. Before
he had a chance to command it, she unbuttoned her blouse and opened it.

“The bra is new, too,” she explained as she dropped the white silk garment to the
floor.

He stared at her breasts, hiked high in the sexy lace bra, her white mounds spilling
over the top of the cups. Then his gaze dropped to her panties, framed by the garter
belt and stockings. It was a tiny strip of cloth that barely covered her pussy.

Then she turned around, revealing her completely bare ass, and leaned over to pick
up her blouse and skirt. As she was leaning over, her ass swaying in the air, he could
barely stop himself from lurching forward and driving his hard, aching cock into her.

Then she stood up and placed her clothing on the guest chair.

“Get over here,” he growled as he unzipped his pants.

He pulled her to him and kissed her, hard. His tongue surged into her as his hand
slid down her silky, flat stomach, then found her panties. He thrust into her mouth
again as he tugged aside the crotch. His cockhead felt the warmth of her flesh as
he pushed it forward, then her moist heat surrounded him. She was completely ready
for him.

“Oh, God, you feel so good around me.”

Then, with his hand flat on her back, he tugged her forward, driving deep inside her.

The sound of her moan sent his erection twitching. She wrapped her fingers over his
shoulders, steadying herself.

He drew back and thrust again. It was like heaven inside her tight, hot passage. He
wanted to be deeper, so he lifted her in his arms and moved toward the wall. When
she wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed him inside her, he groaned. He pushed
her against the wall and drove deeper still.

“Oh, yes.”

He nuzzled her long, elegant neck, then leaned down and kissed the swell of her breast.
Still deep inside her, he pushed up one cup, revealing her swollen nipple. He licked
it, then took it in his mouth. She moaned again as he teased the hard bud with his
tongue, then he suckled.

His body demanded release, so he started to move inside her again, pulling back then
driving forward. He released her nipple, needing to give full attention to the demands
of his body. And hers. She liked his mouth on her breast, but her whimper told him
she needed more. He thrust his cock into her again and again, driving her hard against
the wall each time.

Her breathing accelerated and she moaned as she clung to him.

“Are you close?” he murmured into her ear. He knew the answer, but loved to hear her
admit it.

“Yes, sir.”

Fuck. He drove deeper, grinding her to the wall.

“You know what I want to hear.”

He drew out, then glided forward slowly, torturing her.

“Yes, Mr. Ranier.” Her breathless voice sent his blood boiling.

He drove into her and kept on thrusting. Faster and faster.

She sucked in a breath, then whimpered.

“Oh, sir…” She gasped, then stiffened. “I’m … going … to…” Her words came out between
thrusts.

She threw her head back. “Come.” Then she wailed loudly.

His cock throbbed, then he felt liquid fire stream through him as he erupted into
her hot, sweet body.

They both gulped in air as he held her pinned to the wall.

Finally, he drew back slowly, ensuring she was steady on her feet. He grinned at her,
stroking back a few strands of hair that had escaped her barrette.

“Maybe next time, we should figure out how to work in a little foreplay.”

*   *   *

On Friday night, Jessica was sitting on the couch reading a magazine when Melanie
breezed into the room in the brand new dress she’d bought at lunch. They’d spotted
it in the window of a shop they’d passed on the way to the deli where they’d gone
to eat. Melanie had been taken by it, so Jessica had suggested they stop in the store
on the way back to the office. As soon as she’d tried it on, Melanie had fallen in
love with it.

“That dress really does look great on you,” Jessica said. With its bright splashes
of color and glittery trim, it was quite different from the conservative attire she
wore to the office.

Melanie beamed. “Thank you. I feel like a million bucks in it.” She pulled on her
coat and then picked up her purse. “Are you sure you don’t want to join us?”

“No, I don’t really feel like partying tonight.”

“You know Jerrod’s going to be there. He really likes you, you know. I thought you
were at least a little interested.”

Jerrod was tall, attractive, and interesting to talk to, but he was no Dane.

“He’s a great guy, but I really don’t want to get into a romantic relationship right
now.”

“I know, it’s too soon, but that doesn’t mean you can’t go out with the guy. Even
sleep with him.
Especially
sleep with him. I think it would do you a world of good.”

“Don’t worry, I’m doing fine.”

“You do seem pretty relaxed for someone who hasn’t gotten laid in months.” Melanie
pursed her lips. “In fact, maybe too relaxed.” She sat down on the couch beside her.
“If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were seeing someone.”

“I told you, I don’t want—”

“A romantic entanglement. I know. But that doesn’t mean you aren’t getting some.”
Her eyes narrowed. “Is it someone at work?”

“Melanie…” But she could feel her cheeks tinge red.

“Because that’s a really bad idea. A really, really bad idea. Tell me you’re not.”

Jessica tried to utter the lie, but she couldn’t get her mouth to cooperate. So she
said nothing.

“Oh, honey, no. Who is it?” Then she waved her hands. “No, I don’t want to know. Is
that what you’re doing when you’re running those errands at lunch?”

There were three times Jessica hadn’t gone to lunch with Melanie. Once because Melanie
was busy, once because Jessica had some banking to do, and once was when she’d gone
out shopping for the garter belt and shoes. Her cheeks burned hotter.

“Okay, it’s none of my business. I just think it’s a really bad idea to get involved
with someone at work. And if Mr. Ranier found out, he would probably be livid. You
remember I mentioned that I had a little crush on Mr. Ranier’s brother, Rafe?”

Jessica nodded.

“Well, it was more than a crush. I kind of fell in love with him.” Melanie waved her
finger at Jessica. “And that stays between us.”

Jessica nodded. “Of course.”

“But I never acted on it, even though every day I wanted to throw myself at him and
tear off his clothes.”

“Melanie…”

“I know, I said it was none of my business.” She frowned. “And I’m not judging. Getting
laid is a great idea. I just don’t want to see you get into a tough situation. If
the guy is more senior than you, it could lead to all kinds of trouble if it ends
badly. And let’s face it, it’s going to end. Especially if there’s only sex between
you.”

“Thanks, Melanie. I’ll keep that in mind.”

“Okay. That’s all I’ll say about it then.”

“Mel, I’m sorry about you and your boss.”

Melanie nodded. “And it kills me that he’s gone. Before he left, even though I knew
we could never be together, at least I could see him every day.”

Melanie’s wide green eyes turned to Jessica and the depth of pain and vulnerability
there astonished her.

“I miss him so much.”

Jessica nodded, then pursed her lips. “I tell you what. If you can wait a few minutes,
I’ll run and change.”

A smile crept across Melanie’s face, driving away the sorrow. “That’s great. I’ll
wait right here.”

*   *   *

That night, Melanie’s words marched through Jessica’s brain.

And let’s face it, it’s going to end. Especially if there’s only sex between you.

She was right, of course. It would end. Then what would happen to her job?

But everything she knew about Dane told her he would do right by her. He would ensure
she had a new job somewhere in the company, she was sure of it. And people changed
jobs all the time. She wouldn’t expect to stay in this position forever, even though
she loved working for Dane. And she would miss working with Melanie if that happened.

But all that was a long way off. She’d just started this relationship with Dane and
was determined to enjoy it while it lasted.

And enjoy it she was. Every afternoon they had sex in his office and it was always
fast and furious. They had yet to work out having anything more than minimal foreplay,
because they were always so intensely turned on by the time they started. He was so
freaking sexy. And there was something about being in an office. She was sure they
would explore other scenarios. But right now the relationship was still new and intense.
Not that it would ever stop being intense with Dane. But she remembered the long,
thorough lovemaking they’d enjoyed that first time.

Her body ached at the memory.

No matter what happened in the future, this time with Dane was definitely worth it.

*   *   *

Jessica sat down at the table in the little café. She and Dane had been at a meeting
on the outskirts of the city until late morning and had another across town at one
o’clock, so he had suggested they grab lunch out.

This was the first time he’d taken her to lunch and, in fact, the first time they’d
been together in a social setting since the dinner event she’d accompanied him to.
It felt a little awkward as she watched him over her water glass while he checked
his phone messages. Should she review his e-mails while they waited for lunch?

She opened her purse, which sat on the chair beside her, and pulled out her tablet.

“You aren’t thinking of working, are you?” he asked as he slipped his phone into his
jacket pocket.

“Well, I wasn’t sure.”

“Relax. It’s lunchtime.”

The waitress arrived with a basket of freshly baked bread and took their order. Dane
recommended she try the soup as an appetizer. The waitress returned a few moments
later with two steaming bowls.

Jessica tasted it and glanced at Dane. “This is the best clam chowder I’ve ever had.”

He smiled. “I wouldn’t steer you wrong.”

She tipped her head and smiled. It was true. Everything he’d advised her to do had
worked out amazingly well. Her finger brushed against the stone in her jacket pocket.