I hesitated. “Yes. Beck.”
I yelped in surprised when Dane slapped my clit, but it was the good kind of surprise, not the bad kind.
Color me shocked.
“That’s okay,” he soothed, petting my clit like a favorite pet. “My tongue was inside you first.”
The thought of it caused a fresh swell of heat to rush to my pussy, and I moved my hips on his mouth, beyond shame, driven only by the needs of my body, the darkened courtroom a kind of cocoon that made me forget all about the outside world.
“Fuck yes,” Dane breathed on my pussy. “You’re going to come, aren’t you?”
“Yes!”
“That’s a good girl. Come on my face so I can drink you up.”
He covered my clit with his mouth and sucked, driving his fingers deeper inside me, and I rocked on his face, holding his head in place as I reached for the orgasm barreling toward me like a freight train.
His mouth was so hot, so wet on my pussy. It sent me into pleasure overload, and my mind shut off completely, my body hurtling through space where there was nothing but the bliss rocketing through my body, my skin tingling as I climbed toward the promised release.
And that was when the door opened behind me, bright lights washing over us in the small courtroom.
“Oh god… sorry!” I turned my head to see Rosie standing in the doorway, her mouth hanging open in surprise. “Not what I expected after a murder meeting but okay!”
Dane plucked my shorts off the floor and tossed them toward me. “What thefuck, Rosie?”
I held the shorts in front of my naked bottom half, which did nothing to prevent me from praying a hole would open in the floor and swallow me up.
“Sorry to interrupt.” Rosie’s curly red hair was tousled, and she pushed her pink glasses up the bridge of her nose. “Have you seen Mayor Biscuit?”
“No!” we both said at the same time.
“Cool.” She started to close the door. “Do you need water or something? I can come back to look for Mayor Biscuit. Scratch that. I’m not coming back, I’m staying. I’m emotionally invested now.”
“Get. Out,” Dane bellowed.
She flashed us a thumbs-up. “Of course. You got it. This isn’t the time for company.” She started to close the door, then opened it again. “You should probably lock this.”
I sat on the edge of the lawyer’s table and covered my face with my hands as the door closed behind her.
“Goddamn it,” Dane said.
“I don’t even care that you’re swearing right now,” I said into my hands.
He peeled them away from my face. “Don’t worry about Rosie.”
“The whole town will know by morning.”
“Nothing we can do about that.”
“Sugar,” I muttered. What was I supposed to tell Beck? And Noah? “This was a mistake.”
It was bad enough that I’d been on the verge of fucking two of my employees. Two ofAunt Evelyn’semployees. What even was my life if I added a third?
Dane jerked away from me and zipped up his jeans. “You’re right. I’m sorry. It won’t happen again.”
I pulled on my shorts and smoothed my shirt, trying to act dignified, which wasn’t easy considering Dane’s face had been between my thighs just minutes before. “That would be best.”
“Agreed.” His voice was hoarse. He gestured toward the door where Rosie had been standing a moment before. “Should we…?”