Take Me

Bethany

"And if I said yes?"

"I don't know. She's far more beautiful than me."

"I wish you could see what I see." He kissed her nose before releasing her. He turned and pushed the papers off her desk, the heaps of files flying to the floor on both sides of the cherrywood structure. "No. We weren't together. She's into Matt, and I've never found her remotely attractive. She likes art for God’s sakes."

Bethany took a step back before forcing a laugh. "Art isn't all bad."

"Hush." He moved back toward her, pulling her close and leaning down to consume her mouth. He groaned softly, his arms so tight around her that it was hard to breathe. She pulled back a little as he licked and kissed her mouth before moving down to her neck.

"We are not doing this in here."

"Yes, we are. I told you that night at the club that you had a choice."

"Yes, and I went home with you. Being naked and shaking on my desk at work is not on my to-do list."

"That's okay. It's on mine." He pulled back and smiled. "You