Page 113 of Their Naughty Student (Office Intrigue Duet 6)
I was gearing up to approach them, right up until Edge ordered me not to move.
It was then I knew Edge had a script for the evening, and based on the gleam in his eyes, I was expected to follow.
I only hoped I could live up to those expectations.
CAV
ALL NIGHT LONG, I’D BEEN THINKING ABOUT this, the moment I would get Jamie and Edge alone. More accurately, getting Jamie back to the room, stripping off that curve-hugging dress, watching her eyes dilate from the desire I could sense just below the surface.
And here we were.
Only, I felt as though something was off. I couldn’t quite put my finger on it, but there was definitely a chill in the air, and it was coming from Edge mostly. He’d been far too formal for most of the evening, as though this was some sort of convention he was required to perform for.
“Stay right where you are,” Edge ordered Jamie.
His gruffly spoken command drew my attention. Up to this point, he’d shown absolutely no signs that tonight’s encounter would be heading in this direction. Sure, I knew he’d secured a room for the night, but he hadn’t bothered to share his plan. Not that I needed to hear it. Tonight wasn’t about him commanding the three of us, treating us as though we were his possessions. He was here, I was here, Jamie was here. It should’ve been as simple as that. The moment unfolding the way it was meant to. No reason to complicate matters more than they already were.
Wanting to take it down a notch, I walked around the oversized chair and joined Jamie at the window. I smiled down at her, glad she’d turned her attention to me. All night she’d seemed nervous, as though she wasn’t quite comfortable in our presence. I couldn’t say I blamed her. These parties weren’t my forte, but sometimes they were necessary.
“Focus on me, cupcake,” I whispered, sliding my hand beneath her hair and sliding my lips against her. I’d been jonesing for her kiss all night long and I fully intended to take as much as she was willing to offer.
Not thinking about Edge or the plan likely mapped out in his head, I kissed Jamie, moving in close, holding her to me, ensuring she felt how much I wanted her. When she softened, her hands gliding over my chest, I broke the kiss, smiled down at her.
Keeping my voice low, even, I decided to go for seduction, not domination. “Turn to face him,” I said as I sidestepped, moving around behind her as I trailed my fingers over her collarbone, her shoulder.
She was soft and warm, a slight tremble beneath her skin. When I was behind her, I pulled all that silky hair back, revealing those smooth, golden shoulders. The woman took my breath away. And when I touched her, as I was doing now, my heart always seemed to skip a beat.
“I’ve spent all night wantin’ to see you out of this dress,” I told her, leaning in and brushing my lips over her neck.
“Yeah?” She was breathless and so fucking soft, her head tilting just enough to give me better access to the sweet flesh of her neck. She smelled like oranges, a light, fresh scent that went straight to my head.
“Oh, yeah.”
As I ran my palms over her curves, Edge surprised me, taking a seat on the sofa and crossing one ankle over the opposite knee, regarding us.
“Which do you think he’d prefer first?” I asked Jamie, wanting to get him to loosen up a bit. “To see your beautiful breasts? Or your pussy?”
She sucked in air, leaning into me as though her knees had gone weak.
“You pick, cupcake.”
“Breasts,” she whispered.
I took my time working my hands upward, sliding beneath her arms, over her breasts. The stretchy fabric of the dress had no resistance as I tugged it down, freeing her full breasts.
“Touch them, sweetness,” Edge instructed.
My gaze shot to Edge’s. He looked cold, calculating. Almost detached.
It pissed me off, but I had more to focus on than his attitude.
Jamie’s hands were shaking as she lifted them to cup her breasts, but she did as Edge told her. I peered over her shoulder, brushing my lips over her shoulder as she gently kneaded her tits. While she was otherwise occupied, I slid my hands down to the hem of her dress and worked it upward, leaving the fabric ringing her belly while her ass, pussy, and tits were on full display.
I reached around Jamie’s shoulder, turning her head to the side so my mouth would meet hers. The soft whimper that escaped her had my dick raging. I’d waited so fucking long for this, to feel her again, to have her against me. I wanted to spend hours licking every inch of her, while at the same time, I longed to be balls deep inside her.
