I gathered my things, followed Marcus into his office, and shut the door. I was nervous about Amy or Luke figuring out that I had fucked my boss last weekend. I was starting to realize how careful we had to be, and how much was at stake. I couldn't believe I was doing this, but nobody could force me to turn away from Marcus. He was the man I wanted. The alpha I wanted. There was no way I was giving him up.

Marcus was standing right in front of me when I turned around from closing the door. "I actually do want to go over the Foreman case with you, but first..." He grabbed my legal pad out of my hands, setting them on the desk behind him without even looking. Then he ran his hands through my hair, and down my neck and chest.

"Just kiss me already."

Marcus pulled me towards him, walking backwards until he hit the desk, then he turned around and pushed me against the desk.

"Oh don't worry, I plan to."

The heat in his eyes matched mine. My cock had woken up when Marcus stood near me in the paralegal section, but now it was well on its way to a full hard-on. He leaned in, gently kissing me, but I grabbed the back of his head and a handful of ass and dove in like he was a slice of New York cheesecake. Marcus hesitated, probably from shock, then he took control and drove me absolutely wild. He ran his hands over my back, played with my hair, thumbed my nipples. He pulled me closer to him. I sat back on the desk and wrapped my legs around him as we kissed, rubbing against each other.

I had to take a breath. Marcus licked a trail from my collarbone up to my jaw. "My God, you are fucking amazing." That may not have been the most eloquent thing anyone has ever said to their lover, but it was the only words in my mind at the time.

"I want to fuck you so bad right now. I've been so hard today, I haven't been able to get anything done. You've been a distraction since I got to work and saw you." He went back to kissing me, wrapping his arms around my back, rubbing against me. I was so horny, so in need of a release, that there was no way I could focus on anything at all except Marcus. I pulled back, panting, staring at Marcus. His eyes were filled with lust and need, looking right at me. God, I wanted him.

"I've never done this before, but I can't get a damn thing done until I get some release. I want you. What do you think about getting fucked on my desk?"

A lustful thrill shot through me. My fingers clenched Marcus's ass. Fucking at work? On his desk? With the rest of the paralegal team sitting right outside? I was so fucking hard it was painful. Could we actually get away with it?

"The only thing we have to worry about is the vent that I can cover. Then we can be as loud-" he smirked as I blushed, remembering how loud I was back at his place, "as we want." Wait, had Marcus done this before? Fucked in his office? I've never heard of anything but-

"No. I can see what you're thinking. I've jacked off in here before thanks to seeing your hot ass, but this is the first time I have ever fucked someone in my office."

I blushed and gave him a thorough kiss. Well, that's pretty damn flattering.

"This paralegal is going to be worthless unless your dick gets in me within the next thirty seconds." Marcus grabbed my ass so hard, and kissed me with such ferocity, that I felt like I would soon be fucked by a wild animal. He pulled back, let me go, and walked around to the front of the desk.

"Stay right there. Don't move." Marcus unlocked a drawer, and pulled out a condom and lube. He walked back to me, undoing his pants, while I slid off the desk. "Take your pants off. Here's a condom for you, to catch your cum. I've dreamt of fucking you in here millions of times." He gave me another quick kiss as he rolled a condom over his cock. Marcus pushed me back on the desk and pulled my legs up around him.

My ass was going to start squeaking if we didn't have something on the desk. "Do you have, I don't know, paper towels or something? I'll squeak rubbing back and forth on this desk."

"Dammit, yeah hold on." I nearly laughed out loud and I had to bite my finger to keep from laughing while Marcus shuffled around to his credenza, holding up his pants and briefs with one hand, his cock sticking straight out. I couldn't help it, I bent over trying to keep from laughing. This had to be the funniest and sexiest damn thing I have ever seen.

"Get up, you brat." Marcus put something on the desk, then pushed me back down. I was still silently biting my finger with tears running down my face. For some reason, I could not stop giggling. I pulled my finger out of my mouth to tell him, but he shook his head so I stuck my finger back in my mouth, still silently laughing.

He rolled his eyes, pulled my legs up and rubbed a finger around my hole. That felt so damn good. Thank God I had my finger in my mouth because I would've moaned, forgetting I was supposed to be quiet. My finger was hurting though, so I pulled it out and shoved Marcus's tie in my mouth. Now I had my hands free to hang onto Marcus. He stopped teasing my hole and eased a finger in, moving it around, loosening me up. Finally Marcus slowly thrust his cock in. I moaned with his tie in my mouth. Oh God. The thrill of doing this in secret, on his desk with his tie in my mouth, trying not to get caught was almost too much. I was going to cum far too soon.

Marcus fucked me quietly and slowly, the only sounds were our panting and my gagged moaning. Soon he sped up, thrusting harder, deeper faster. The sound of his balls slapping against me, and his faster and louder panting were driving me crazy. I came in record time, which was embarrassing, but this was such a fucking naughty thrill. Marcus came right after me. He leaned against me and I held onto him as I fell back against his desk. I finally opened my mouth, letting Marcus's tie fall out onto his desk. It looked like an expensive silk tie. Well, it had teeth marks on it now.

"I think I'm going to keep that tie in my desk drawer. I can take it out and look at it whenever I want. Remembering this fuck, christening my desk." Who knew Marcus was so damn romantic? I rested my hand in his hair, running my fingers through it. God that fuck had been absolutely amazing.

"All the sex with you has been amazing. There hasn't been a dull moment yet." That's all I could say because I was still panting. Marcus kissed my chest and then slowly rose up.

"That's what I like to hear." Then he gave me that smirk, that same devil may care smirk he used in the club on me. Damn, I had it bad for him. "Let's get cleaned up. I've got a full bathroom in here. I normally use it when I've stayed here all night working on a case. There are supplies on the counter if you need them." I took care of my condom, glad that he had suggested it. Otherwise cum would have hit the ceiling from the force of my orgasm.

Marcus and I shared the little bathroom, taking turns washing our faces, and using the deodorant. God, I hoped no one could tell what we had been doing in his office. It couldn't have taken that long, which on one hand was embarrassing but on the other, damn that was the best fucking fuck of ever. Of all the sex with Marcus so far I didn't know which one I liked the most.

"There are drinks in the fridge by the credenza." Marcus laughed. "Then we'll work on the Foreman case."

Yeah, this was surreal.

Marcus

I didn't realize how hard it would be to pretend that nothing was different at work, and to pretend that Ryan and I weren't together. I had to stop myself from whistling on the elevator. I don't think I had ever whistled before in my life. We had finally exchanged phone numbers but I didn't dare text Ryan while we were at work. It was just too risky, especially with the way Luke's been hanging over at Ryan's desk.

I gritted my teeth just thinking of it. I hadn't had a problem with Luke in the years he'd been a paralegal in my section, and I knew if I kept jumping down his throat every time he was near Ryan, people would get suspicious. Dammit, I was a mess. I wanted Ryan, I didn't want anybody else to have him, and yet I was too scared to commit to him.

I nodded to Eric as we passed each other in the hall. "Whoa, hold up there Marcus. I'll walk with you to your office."

I glanced at him with my eyebrows raised. He smirked and shook his head. Was he going to tell me about his latest little workplace conquest? We reached my office and I closed the door after him.

"So, Marcus," Eric smugly made himself comfortable in one of my chairs. I glanced at him warily. The only time he acted like this was when he knew something I didn't. I hoped this was about something else in the office and not what I had a feeling it was about. "I noticed you left the party Friday night a bit early. And, oddly enough, I couldn't find one of your paralegals after you left either."

Oh shit.

I turned around and hung my suit jacket up. What was I going to do? Eric was a very good friend of mine, but I wasn't the only one involved in this.

"No comment? Not wanting to tell me for fear of... embarrassing your omega? The beautiful paralegal, Ryan?"

I raised my eyes to the ceiling and sighed. Why the hell was he so damn observant? I turned around and stood behind my desk.

"So what?" Oh yeah, that was a good plan. Go on the defense and thereby prove to Eric that he had scored a direct hit. Eric laughed.

"Not only did you just prove my suspicion that you're in a relationship with him, but you just proved how much you care for him."

There was nothing I could say to that, so I just took a long drink of my coffee. Black, like my soul. I was an attorney after all.

"I don't want you teasing him, winking at him or doing anything else to him."

Eric frowned.

"Oh, come on. Like I would do anything like that to your first interoffice romance."

I narrowed my eyes at Eric. He was beginning to creep me out.

"How the hell do you know it's my first interoffice relationship? You've been studying me and keep an eye on me just a little bit too much."

Eric kept that damn smug smirk on his face.

"Oh, Marcus. You changed your routine, that's what set me off. Plus, you told me yourself that you had a crush on Ryan a long time ago. So when I heard Ryan had been moved to your section, I knew it was only a matter of time. I was probably the only one that noticed you both left at the same time."

Great. Eric should've been in the FBI or CIA. Instead, he was here in my office smugly enjoying my fall from grace after I'd told him many times he shouldn't play around in the office pool or he'd get burnt.

"Glad to hear it. Now was there something you needed?"

Eric rolled his eyes. I wished I had something to throw at him.

"Lighten up, Marcus. Obviously, Ryan isn't doing a good enough job if you're still this uptight."

I had made it around the desk with my hand on Eric's shirt before I realized I had even moved.

"Don't ever say anything like that about Ryan again. Do you hear me?"

Eric's smile had grown even wider. The asshole. He winked at me.

"You've got it bad Marcus."

I glared at him and let him go. This is probably the most fun he's had in ages. He left and I wondered how he was going to explain the wrinkles on his shirt. God I hoped no one thought we had been in here making out.

I left my office and walked to the break room to get rid of the nervous energy I had acquired, thanks to Eric's visit. I saw Ryan walking in the hallway toward me, I nodded as normal, but walked just a little closer to him. I rubbed the back of my hand against his as he passed by. I wanted to wrap a finger around his, even just a pinky, anything. I was like a school kid with a crush. This could go wrong in so many ways.