Page 5 of Balancing Act

“Mm-hmm—” she gasped, barely able to form words before Jamie’s hand pulled away.

Beth’s eyes snapped open, a protest rising in her throat. “Wh-what?” she stammered, her voice a mix of confusion and frustration. The loss of contact was unbearable.

Jamie smirked, her gaze locked on Beth’s. “Say it,” she said, her voice smooth. Not a command—a request. “Tell me this was exactly what you wanted when you brought me back here.”

Beth swallowed hard, heat surging through her at the intensity behind Jamie’s dark eyes as she nodded frantically. “Yes.Please.That’s what I wanted.”God, she was practically begging.

But that was all Jamie needed. With a swift motion, she slid Beth’s underwear to the side, slipping two fingers inside her. Beth’s head fell back, a groan spilling from her lips as Jamie filled her, her movements slow and purposeful, making Beth feel every inch of her fingers.

“This okay?” Jamie asked quietly, a tenderness and care slipping in.

She could only nod, breath catching with every deliberate twist as she chased her climax, her body moving of its own accord, meeting Jamie’s hand as pleasure rippled through her. She clapped a hand over her mouth, trying to stifle the noises spilling out. Every curl of Jamie’s fingers sent shockwaves through her, unraveling her bit by bit, and Beth wanted to come completely undone for Jamie.

“Don’t stop,” Beth gasped, her hips rocking faster. The tension coiled inside her, tighter and tighter. She wanted this feeling—this utter high—to last forever.

“Tell me when you’re about to come,” Jamie commanded, low and rough.

She couldn’t focus as her mind succumbed to bliss.

“I-I’m—oh, God...” Beth’s words tumbled out in a rush, her release building to breaking point.

“Tell me,” Jamie urged again, her fingers twisting perfectly, and that was it. Beth shattered, her orgasm rolling through her as her body stilled, trembling, and pleasure surged through her in wave after wave. She pressed a hand to her mouth, muffling the groan that threatened to echo through the room as her eyes fluttered shut.

Colors exploded in her private darkness, a new hue for each wave of pleasure coursing through her: brilliant violets and rich teals dotted with bursts of vibrant yellow. Beth let out a soft hum as she floated down, the masterpiece created by her senses fading away. When she finally opened her eyes, her chest was heaving, her skin flushed, and her mind blissfully blank.

“That was...” Beth said, struggling to catch her breath. “. . . wow.”

Jamie shifted their bodies, and Beth watched in amazement, her eyes widening ever so slightly when she realized what Jamie was about to do.

Jamie licked her fingers clean, her eyes glinting with wicked satisfaction. “I had to know what you taste like,” she said, her smirk both cocky and devastatingly charming.

Okay, seriously? Was Jamie trying to get her all worked up again? Because, c’mon, a move like that, and that smile... Beth was already melting at the thought.

Her own need to feel Jamie overwhelmed her as she reached between their bodies and drove her hand to the waist of Jamie’s pants, unbuttoning them with one swift motion before slipping her hand inside and reveling in the silky wetness that met her fingertips. Jamie tensed beneath her as Beth began to move, and she was slightly surprised when Jamie’s fingers wrapped around her wrist, holding her still.

“Wait . . .”

“Is this not?—”

Jamie held a finger to her lips. “No, shh, listen.”

Beth did, and that’s when she heard it. A door in the hall had opened, and the sound of footsteps was growing closer. Her body stilled as she heard the door to Sean’s office open and close before continuing down the hall.

Shit, shit, shit.

She had locked the door behind them, right?

Her heart pounded against her chest as the footsteps stopped outside the door. She pulled back to get up, but Jamie held her still, mouthing, “Don’t move.”

The doorknob jiggled as the person on the other side attempted to enter the room. Thank God. She had remembered to lock the door after all. Beth’s cheeks flushed red as Sean’s voice carried through the closed door.

“B, I—uh—was finally able to get Lane Walker on their own. They are extremely impressed with your work and are waiting to speak to you.” Beth’s cheeks burned as Sean’s voice carried through the door. “I can stall for you so you have a few minutes to wrap up... whatever you are currently doing.”

Beth could have sworn she heard his faint chuckle as he retreated toward the party.

Once Sean’s footsteps had disappeared, Jamie let out a low laugh. “I guess we’ve been found out.”

“I’m so sorry. I’m beyond mortified.” At least it had been Sean. Beth would never hear the end of it, but it was a small price to pay after the way Jamie had made her feel. Sean and Beth would undoubtedly laugh about it over coffee tomorrow morning, but she couldn’t say she was excited about his inevitable teasing. She chewed on her lip nervously. “I’m sorry, but I really need to go. Lane is the one person I absolutely need to impress tonight.”