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I lay my head on his shoulder. “Actually, I was thinking of cooking.”
He groans. “Reapers can still experience food poisoning. I’d rather not put my body through that.”
I sit up to see his face. “Hey!” I exclaim. “My cooking isn’t that bad.”
He arches a brow. “Just the other day, you burned eggs. Do you know how easy it is to cook eggs? But somehow you seem to do the impossible.”
“For that slick comment, you ain’t getting nothing from me later.” I snap my fingers. “That reminds me. You are so in the doghouse for pushing me off your lap earlier.”
He runs his hand down my back and grabs my ass. “I’ll bet your left-over cheesecake that I’m getting some.” Does he think I can’t refuse his charm? Puh-lease.
“You’re on,” I agree.
Safe to say that I lost the bet and my New York slice of cheesecake.
20
NEVER CALL SOMEONE’S GRANDMA A BITCH
Today is the court day for the glitch reapers and I’m going to wrap this case up in a pretty pink bow. I glance at my watch seeing that it’s almost time to head over to court. The glitch reapers should be waiting for me. I pick up my purse and walk over to Aiden’s desk. He’s clicking away at his computer, completely focused.
For someone who is suspended, he seems to always have work to do. I walk around his desk to get behind him. I lean down and kiss his cheek.
“I’ll see you later,” I whisper.
He looks up and smiles. He turns his chair and moves me so I’m standing between his thighs.
“Let me get another kiss,” he replies as he leans in, pressing his lips against mine. He runs his tongue along the crease of my lips then slides his tongue in my mouth. He tastes good, so good.
He’s addicting.
His hand wraps around my nape and brings me in closer. He breaks the kiss to lift me onto his desk and lay me flat on the hard, cold surface. I feel a rush between my legs. He moves his hands under my shirt and up my stomach to my bra where he yanks the cups down and curls a hand around my breast. He leans down to my neck and I feel his teeth lightly nip at the skin.
The ringing from my phone breaks the moment. I gently push Aiden’s chest and yank my phone out of my purse. I look at the screen, clear my throat, and answer.
“Hello?”
“Hi, Joyce,” Valerie says. “Are you on your way over?”
Aiden decides in the moment to suck my nipple into his mouth. Roughly. Letting me feel the edge of his teeth. My lips part and I gasp, grabbing his hair tightly. His other hand cups me possessively over my pants. He presses down and gently rubs me in a circular motion. A little breathy moan escapes my lips and I cover my mouth with my hand.
“Joyce? Are you okay?”
I take a deep breath, move my hand and reply with a strained voice. “I’m fine. I just, uh, was drinking coffee and choked on it. I’m on my way over now!” I hang up, tossing my phone on the desk before she can say another word. I use my grip on his hair to pull him up to my lips.
“Want me to take care of you before court?” he whispers against my lips.
“Yes,” I beg desperately. He unbuttons my pants and yanks them off. He pulls his chair closer and pulls my hips close to the edge.
He gives me a sexy grin. “Because my Joy asked so nicely.”
He leans down and his mouth covers my clit. He sucks it in his mouth, while thrusting his fingers in me. My back arches off the desk and I grab the edges of the desk for support.
“Aiden,” I moan. He removes his fingers, grabs my legs and tosses them over his shoulders. His fingers tighten around my hips. When I start to get louder, he picks up my panties from beside me and shoves them in my mouth.
“Can’t have anyone hearing you,” he murmurs.
I dig my heels into his back, moaning his name over and over again. He sinks his tongue in, using it to fuck me while his finger presses against my clit.
