Always Fraser by A. Steel (electronic reader .txt) 📕

want everything he has to give me, and I don't have to wait long before he buries his face in my pussy, circling his tongue around my clit, then sucking me, licking me. He's devouring me, eating me up, and it's almost more than I can handle.

"Oh God, this feels amazing," I moan. My hands go to the back of his head and I lace my fingers through his hair. I'm greedy for more as my hips have a mind of their own and rise to meet his rhythm.

He pulls back and pushes in a finger, then another, circling it round, stretching me. I'm already on the edge as I try to dig my nails into his desk. I feel him lower his lips to me again and sucking on my clit harder this time, as he pumps his thick fingers in and out of me. My body rises to meet his thrusts. My eyes roll back in pure pleasure. There is a loud bang and what sounds like the front door opening. I go to jump up, but he places his hand on my stomach and goes harder with the other hand, tipping me over the edge. I cover my mouth as the orgasm ripples through me and he continues to lap me up, every last little bit of me. My eyes glance over to look at the door to his office. It's open! Shit! Blake or Ash are going to walk in at any moment.

He stands and pulls me up to him. I straighten out my now very crumpled-up skirt and try to fix my hair before Blake walks in on us in this compromising position. Why didn’t I even close the door? Luckily it sounds like Blake has gone straight to his own office first. I grab my bag and head for the door, but Fraser catches my wrist in his hand.

“Gorgeous, that was fucking unbelievable,” he says, cupping my face and fixing my lipstick with his thumb. I must look an absolute mess.

I try to pull out of his hands, feeling awkward about what we just did. In his office of all places. “I’ve got to go, Fraser, I’m going to be late for work.”

Blake knocks at the door and we both look over to him. “Hey, guys, how did the meeting go this morning?”

“I'll let Fraser fill you in, I’m late for work,” I say, pulling out of Fraser’s grip on my wrist and rushing out of the office. I can feel my face is flushed. How embarrassing! It's going to be obvious what we were doing. My red power lipstick is probably smeared all over my face. Blake's going to think I’m a complete slut.

“See you later, Elly, thanks for taking a look at that project for me. So good to have you around the office,” the smug bastard says with a massive smile on his face. He could care less if Blake had walked in on us. It was probably his plan all along.

I feel so naughty and dirty, I have never done anything like that before in an office, much less out of the bedroom at all. But I kind of like it, I feel exhilarated at the same time. And it was about me, not him. A girl could get used to that kind of special attention. Just maybe not in his office next time.

I drive home as quickly as I can, my heart still thumping in my chest, and run in the door to my room to change into my jeans and work T-shirt, and to find some new underwear. I was hoping to have time for lunch but there's no way now. I don’t want to be late on my second week of working there. I’m already a complete disaster on the coffee machine. I fix up my makeup and run out the door.

I make my way up the street as fast as I can. “So sorry, Indie, I got held up at the office with Fraser,” I say, almost out of breath.

“Hey, chickee, don’t worry about it.” She checks her watch. “You're here on time and we’re not busy anyway. You okay, though? You look kinda stressed.”

I throw on my apron and start my shift helping Indie, wiping down tables and packing the dishwasher after the lunch rush. “Yeah, all good, just a rush to get here.”

“Wasn’t that you were fooling around with Fraser? It’s so obvious something is going on with you two!” she questions, raising her eyebrow at me.

I slap my face, covering my eyes dramatically. “Is it that obvious?” I know I’m smiling like a total goof, but I can't help it.

“It’s totally obvious, chick!”

“I don’t even know, Indie. What am I doing? When I’m around him I’m not thinking straight. I know we shouldn’t... you know, because of his friendship with Drew, but there's always this fucking hot chemistry between us. I can't help myself.”

“It was obvious you guys were into each other back in high school. It doesn't surprise me at all now that you’re home and you’re both single that you're wanting something more.”

“Well, what am I supposed to do about Drew? He’d kill us if he ever found out.”

“Drew's a big boy. We’ve all grown up now, I’m sure he’ll be fine.” She waves it off like it’s nothing.

“I don’t know about that. When we were younger it was the one pact we had—best friends were off-limits. I didn’t stick to that back then either. Swear you won't tell anyone what I’m about to tell you.”

“I swear.” She crosses her heart.

“After the graduation party, Fraser and I had a fight and somehow I ended up back at his place.” I look up at her with my hands over my eyes again, I can barely say it.

“And?” she questions.

“We both had a moment of weakness and we ended up, well, you know.”

“Having sex! I can't believe you still can't say it out loud, Elly, how old are you?” She laughs at me. “Stop stressing about it.