Page 87 of Discretion

My legs were shaking, but I tapped the mute button again so she could hear us.

“Halle?” Sloan asked.

“Sorry about that,” I said, hoping the delay hadn’t been too suspicious. “You’re on speaker with Jasper and me.”

There was a pause, and I briefly wondered if she’d heard something she shouldn’t. The rustle of our clothes. The sound of him thrusting his finger into my body. The moans I was biting back.

“Are you okay?” Sloan asked. “You sound different.”

“I’m—” My words were cut off when Jasper insertedanother finger, and I tried not to gasp. “I’m great. Yeah. Just busy. You know how it is, running between meetings.”

“Of course. This won’t take long.”

No, it wouldn’t. Not with the way Jasper was touching me.

“How was the gala?” Sloan asked. “I saw some of the pictures online.”

I widened my eyes at Jasper, pleading with him to answer. We’d missed most of the gala because we’d been stuck in the stairwell.

“Successful,” Jasper said, though his eyes were still on me. Was he thinking about the stairwell? Or our conversation on the plane? Or what had happened after? Maybe all of it.

“Good. We should do something nice for Kendall to thank her.”

“Absolutely,” Jasper said.

“Are you looking forward to your date?” Sloan teased.

“Mm,” Jasper hummed, leaning in to nuzzle my neck.

Sloan continued talking, and I tried to stay focused on what she was saying. But all I could concentrate on was the feeling of Jasper’s hands on me. The way he made me feel both weightless and secure.

Every so often, Jasper responded, his voice rumbling through his body and into mine. My eyes closed of their own accord as he continued coaxing my pleasure from me. What we were doing was reckless, but somehow the danger of getting caught only added to the thrill.

My release blazed through me, and I shattered, right there in Jasper’s arms. In his office. Jasper clamped his hand over my mouth, silencing me as he continued to work my body until I sagged against him.

“Okay. Well, I think that’s it for now,” Sloan said.Thank god.“Any questions?”

The only thing holding me up right now was Jasper. My limbs felt heavy. My body buzzing with pleasure.

“Answer the question, Halle,” he whispered, nipping my shoulder.

I jolted. “No. No questions.”

“Great. I’ll let you get back to it, then.”

“Okay. Thanks.” I’d never hit the end button on a call so fast. I lowered my dress and whirled to face Jasper. “What the hell was that?”

He smirked. “I told you. I was helping you relax.”

I smoothed my hair and crossed my arms over my chest. “I thought we agreed that we wouldn’t let our personal relationship compromise our professionalism.”

“This wouldn’t have happened if I’d gotten to see you last night.” He was taunting me.

“Oh, so now you’re going to blame this on me?” I teased.

“Pretty sure this—” he gestured to his erection that was tenting his pants “—is all your fault.”

“Poor baby.” I pouted, closing the distance between us. “Do you need some help with that?” I palmed him through his pants.