Page 86 of Discretion

I reached behind me and pressed the button to lock the door. I didn’t know how long we had, but I did not want any interruptions.

“That meeting was torture,” Jasper rasped.

“All morning has been torture.” I let my head fall back against the door as he kissed my neck, my collarbone, squeezing my breasts through my dress. I groaned my appreciation as my nipples hardened, brushing against the lace cups of my bra.

“Did you wear this dress to taunt me?” he asked, skimming his hand down my hips, over my ass.

“Maybe.” I bit back a grin, and he squeezed my ass, his hard-on digging into me. We groaned in unison.

“And these shoes?” He lifted my leg, and my phone fell out of my pocket, landing faceup on the floor. It didn’t matter. Nothing mattered in this moment but Jasper.

I wrapped my leg around his waist, rocking against him. Seeking more friction as our kiss became heated. Desire unspooling deep within me.

This.This was what I’d needed. Jasper.

When my phone rang, I was tempted to ignore it. But then I saw Sloan’s name on the screen.

“Shit.” I unhooked myself from Jasper and bent down to pick it up. “She’s probably calling for our weekly check-in.”

“Answer it if you need to,” he said.

Even though Sloan wouldn’t be able to see me, I smoothed back my hair, trying to regain my sense of composure. I hit the button to connect the call, turning so Jasper was behind me. Maybe I’d be able to concentrate if he was out of sight.

Doubtful.

But then Jasper smoothed his hands over my stomach, pulling me flush to him. Letting me feel the effect I had on him. Concentration shot.

“Sloan, hey,” I chirped.

He gathered my skirt, lifting the material until it was bunched above my waist. I glanced at him over my shoulder, my eyes wide. “What are you doing?” I mouthed.

Jasper leaned in so his breath tickled my skin. He grazed the shell of my ear with his mouth. “Relax,” he whispered.

I glared at him. How could he expect me to relax at a time like this? I was on the phone with my boss—his sister. And he was touching me. At work.

“I, um—” I swallowed hard when he slid his hand up my thigh toward my center. “I was just finishing up a meeting with Jasper. If you give me a minute, I’ll be back in my office.”

“Actually, that’s perfect,” she said. “I had a few things I wanted to loop him in on. Can you put me on speaker?”

“Give me just a second.” I put the phone on mute and then said to Jasper, “She wants to talk to both of us.”

“Good.” He kissed my shoulder, sliding his hand beneathmy underwear. “That gives us an excuse to spend more time together.”

“Jasper. You have…” I gasped when he circled my clit, my head falling back against his chest. “You have to stop.”

I didn’t want him to stop. Not when it felt like this. But Sloan…

He used the other hand to grab my breast, pinching my nipple. Arresting my attention. He always seemed to know exactly what I needed to get off.

“I’ll stop when you come.”

“I can’t…” I squeezed my eyes shut, nearly overcome with pleasure. “This is so,” I panted, “unprofessional.”

“What’s unprofessional…” His voice was low in my ear, dark, dangerous, and seductive. “…is keeping your boss waiting. Now hit the mute button again so she doesn’t wonder what’s up.”

Crap!I’d almost completely forgotten about Sloan. I grabbed his wrist, but instead of trying to remove his hand as I’d intended, I found myself using it to hold on. Gripping his wrist as he plucked at my sensitive nerve endings. Was I asking him to stop? Keep going? I wasn’t even sure.

“Halle,” he chided, stilling his hand. A warning. “Unmute the phone.”