The bar is finally closed, and everyone has gone home for the night. At least, I think they have. Since we have a full staff, payroll takes longer than ever, and I get lost in paperwork while the rest of the crew closes things down.
A quick glance at the clock and I gasp. How the hell is it already almost midnight. I was supposed to bring dinner home for me and Dylan. I doubt there will be anything but fast food open now. I really need to set a timer when I come into the office to work.
The door opens and I look up. Dylan is standing there with a bag of take out in one hand and he closes the door behind him with the other. Locking it without taking his eyes off me. From the heat in his gaze, he’s not that worried about the food he’s holding.
“What are you doing here?” My eyes don’t leave him. It’s weird not seeing him all the time at work since he started working at Johnny’s shop. The beauty of it though is we make every second count when we are together. Whether it’s at his place or mine. I tried talking him into moving in with me, and he said not yet. I don’t know what the hell that means.
“Carlos called. He said you were holed up in the office when they left.”
“Wow. He snitched on me.”
“I like to think it’s more likely he wants to make sure you don’t spend all your time in the bar.”
“What did you bring to eat?”
“How do you know it’s food?”
“I can smell the Italian seasoning.”
“Good point,” he chuckles. “I got your favorite.”
“You are amazing.” I get out of my chair, walk around the desk and throw my arms around his neck. “I’m not sure what I would do without you.”
“I can think of a few things.”
“Shut up.” I press my lips to his and lean into him. After a night of looking at numbers for hours, all I need is him in my arms.
I hear the plastic bag land on something behind me. “I make no promises.”
He lifts me up, and it reminds me of that time we did the very same thing early on in our relationship. That feels like ages ago. I wrap my legs around him, wondering how this is going to play out. Walking around until we’re in front of my chair, I expect him to sit down with me on his lap, but he doesn’t. He uses the mouse to click a few buttons and turns the monitors off before setting me down on the edge of the desk.
“What are you doing?”
“I told you we had a date with this desk. That day is here.”
“Is there anyone else here?”
“Nope. Plus, I locked the door. We won’t be disturbed.”
“Carlos has a key.”
“And he went home. Stop changing the subject.”
His hands move from around my waist to the front of my jeans, quickly unbuttoning them. I barely have a chance to reach for his pants before he uses one arm to lift me up enough that I can push them, and my panties, down. It would be a lot easier if I had on a dress.
“My turn,” I push his hands away.
“Nope. Not tonight, Sweetheart.” A sexy smirk crosses his face, and that’s all I need to back down. “Tonight…we do things my way.”
He pulls his pants down, and he’s already ready for me. Thank God he wore sweats tonight. I wait to see what he’s going to do. He pulls me forward until I’m on the edge of the desk and drops to his knees in front me. He spreads my legs open and teases my clit with his tongue. I grab his hair with one hand and grip the desk with the other. With each flick of his tongue, I’m closer and closer to coming. I’m on the brink when we pulls away. Leaving me wanting.
“Are you serious right now?”
He grins up at me. “Kind of.”
“You remember what happened the last time you teased me?” He keeps playing, and I’ll take full control again.
“Vividly.”
Without a moment’s notice, he’s back on his feet, towering over me. He pulls me off the desk and turns me around until my back is to his chest. He whispers in my ear, “bend over.”
That one command is all I need. I bend over the desk and grab hold of the edge with both hands. He leans over me, placing one hand over mine. He uses the other to run his fingers along my back and across my ass before entering me from behind. I have to say,this is the first time I’ve ever have sex on this desk. At least I finally upgraded from the one Uncle Max kept in here, that would be awkward on so many levels.
His grip on my hand tightens and the other lands on my hip, moving us in a position that will be pleasing for both of us. I don’t know what’s gotten into Dylan tonight, but I’m not complaining. He’s taking what he wants and not holding back.
The pressure is building as he slams into me from behind. His grip on my hand tightens. He’s close, too. He slides the hand on my hip to my clit and rubs. That’s all it takes. Minutes later he follows me into bliss.
He pulls away from me and helps me stand. He grabs one of the clean rags from the shelf and hands it to me. It’s not the sexiest thing in the world, but it’s the small things that count. Both of us clean up and get dressed.
“I’ll be right back.” A quick peck on the cheek and I’m heading to the restroom. The building is eerily quiet. I’m used to the silence when I’m alone here, but tonight it feels pressing. Maybe because of what we just did in the office? I’m not sure, but I’m going to have to scrub my desk before anyone comes into work tomorrow.
I’m not going to lie, though. Even though there was zero chance anyone would walk in on us, there’s something about us being intimate in my office that just did it for me.
When I get back to the office, Dylan has the desk back in order. Everything is put back in its place, and I see the disinfecting wipes off to the side. He knows me so well.
The bag of food is still sitting on the chair, and his eyes meet mine as I approach the desk. “I didn’t know if you wanted to eat here, or at home?”
“Let’s take it home. Work can wait until tomorrow. Besides, you have to get up early.”
“Are you sure?” He glances at the bag. “I’m sure it’s still warm enough.”
“Yeah, I’m sure.” I grab the back and motion toward the door. “Which home are we going to? Yours or mine?”
“Wherever you lead, I’ll follow.”
“Good to know.” I wait until we leave the office and get to the front door to add, “at this point, it’s probably easier if we just move in together.”
He only winks at me and says one word, “soon.”
I wonder what the man has planned for our future. Whatever it is, I know it’ll all be worth it.