Three Months Later

ALEXANDRA was close to wrapping up after her first official day working at her new office at the Tucson, Arizona branch of Purple Blaze Entertainment. Formerly known as Alpha Country Records, it was now simply called Purple Blaze, Tucson. With the tour behind her, and album sales astronomical since her record was released, she was satisfied. Purple Blaze Entertainment was the breakout success story of the year, her father was healthy again, she had moved back to Tucson, and Sebastian was all hers.

When she was finally ready to leave, she reached for her handbag to head out, but heard a light knock on the door.

“Come in,” she called out.

Sebastian came in through the door. “Hi sexy.”

“Hi baby. Come on in.”

He stepped inside and looked around the large corner office. “Nice digs.”

“Yes. I like it a lot more now that we got rid of the nineties decor. The renovation worked out much better than I thought.”

“Glad to hear it.” He walked to the floor to ceiling glass windows. “That’s a stunning view of the city you’ve got here. Do you think you’ll get any work done?”

“I’ll get used to it. How was the media outside?”

“The usual. They want pics of us together. Probably in compromising positions, as they’ve not had much scandal since they figured out we’re together.”

“They’ll never be satisfied.”

“So, did you miss me at all?” he asked, walking over to her desk.

“Plenty,” she whispered, reaching her arms up around his neck. She looked up at his face. “What about you?”

“Lots.” He wrapped his arms around her waist, and leaned down to kiss her lips. “That’s why I’m here. I figured as you’re back in town, we could take my car to get you home tonight. You can leave your car here at work, in case you need it, or on days you have to work late.”

“Sounds like a plan.”

“Ready to go?”

“Pretty much. I should be home before Rick tracks me down for our evening teleconference. Oh, before I forget, he thinks he can convince you to let him arrange a sit-down press conference for the two of us, about our relationship.”

“Tell him to think again. Actually, let me talk to him when he calls and I’ll remind him of my no interviews rule.”

“I will. Bash?”

“Yes.”

“I thought you came by for something else.”

“What’s that?”

“Take a guess,” she told him, pulling him with her as she stepped backwards to the side of her desk. She kissed him again, this time with a fierceness that she hoped would tell him exactly what she wanted to do right now. He returned the intensity in kind, ravishing her mouth, running his hands down her back and pressing her tightly into his chest. Her leg ran up and down the side of his slacks, hips pressing forward for more contact.

Sebastian slowly pulled away. “Ahhh. A little office-warming party, is that what you had in mind?” She nodded. He tilted his head and ran his hand through her hair, pushing it aside to kiss her neck gently. “A nice…” he kissed her collarbone, “private…” he undid the top three buttons of her shirt, “impromptu…” he moved down to the rise of her breasts, “celebration.”

“Yes,” she moaned, welcoming his touch, and the heat that rose up in her. She hiked up the stretchy fabric of the pencil skirt she wore, and sat on the side of her desk. Parting her legs, she pulled him in closer, soaking up his body heat as his hands roamed inside her shirt. His slacks tented as she looked down to undo his belt, stirring up her need for more. Right here. Right now. “I’m going to love coming into this office after you make love to me here, honey.”

“I didn’t plan on this, but now that you mentioned it, I want you so damn bad.”

She looked up to face him again. “Take me now.”

“Fuck,” he groaned, sliding his hands up and down the sides of her hips until his fingers were under the hem of her skirt. “Anything you want.”

He moved the skirt up high enough to catch the lower edge of her panties, and tugged them down her legs. “I hope you’re not afraid of anyone walking in on us.”

“No one would do that, but go lock it, just in case.”

He stepped away for a moment, turning the lock on the door handle before returning to her. “There. I want to taste you and drive your gorgeous body insane on that mahogany desk of yours.”

“God. Yes, Bash,” she moaned.

He lowered her backwards on the desk, reaching an arm behind her to clear off her documents, keyboard and stationary and make room. “I hope those weren’t in any order,” he told her, chuckling. A stack of papers fell off the edge, with sheets going flying in every direction.

“I don’t remember anymore,” she hummed, smiling as she kissed his neck. “I want you inside me right now.”

“After I ravish you with my tongue, sexy.” He looked at her, eyes darkened, and moved down between her legs, parting them with his strong hands to position himself. He gripped her hips and breathed his hot breath over her already hot center, growling when he finally made contact. His tongue slid over her throbbing nub, licking and laving, circling it as wicked pleasure spread through her body in waves.

“Yes.” Alexandra lifted her head to look at him.

The top of his head lowered and resurfaced between her legs. His tongue moved up and down her folds, spreading her wider when he dipped inside, feasting on her, sending her desire higher, making her hips rock with urgency.

“Come inside me, please baby,” she begged, desperate for his thick, steely hardness deep inside her. “Fuck me now.”

“Fuck. I can taste you all night,” he hummed into her mound. He continued his carnal plunder of her center. He slid two fingers between her folds and deep into her center. “I won’t stop until you come for me like this.” He slid them in and out of her warm, wet channel, curving his fingers until he found that spot that made her body convulse every time.

Alexandra’s eyes rolled back in her head. She was already nearing her peak, and that move sent her catapulting hard and fast off the edge. Her tingling need grew to a burst of pleasure that had her body shuddering and her hips writhing frantically, meeting his skilled fingers which buried into her over and over.

“I need you inside me, Bash,” she begged, body weak but still so ready for his massive hardness inside of her. “I need you to fuck me.”

He moaned, and stood up to finish undoing his belt and zipper. Peeling his pants and boxers down to just below his hips, his thick, throbbing rod sprang free. Without saying more than an incoherent groan, he wrapped Alexandra’s legs around his waist, lifted her hips, and slid his swollen manhood deep inside her soaked center. Alexandra’s breath caught, and she whimpered when he was inside of her, already grinding her hips down as her channel tightened around him.

He thrust deeper inside of her. And out. And in deeper. Out again. He built up his strokes to where he was buried so far inside of her she could scream each time. Except she couldn’t. Not here at her office. She smiled at the thought for a moment, pressing his hands onto her bra-covered breasts before another powerful jolt sent him to his peak, and that primitive growl he let out drove her mind back outside of her body as they both came.

“God, you come up with the best ideas, woman,” he moaned into her ear after he caught his breath again a few minutes later. He rested his head on her chest, the two of them completely satiated, for the moment.

“Wait until I show you the new boardroom down the hall,” she whispered with a weak chuckle.

“Damn. You’re so fucking sexy,” he told her, wrapping his arms around her back. “I’d pick you up and carry you over there right now, if your employees weren’t still around.”

“Next time, come down here an hour later. It’s a ghost town around here by seven.”

“Count on it.”