Loving Jack(27)

Grace tried to pull her hand free but Jack wouldn't let go. He peeked  down at her with a knowing grin. "You're thinking too hard, baby. Nobody  will judge you."

Damn. How had he known what she was thinking? She still thought they  should exercise some restraint in the office but Jack held on to her  hand and continued to stroke her ring with his thumb. Once up on the  floor that housed the executive offices and administration they parted  ways. Rachel was expecting him and she was going to grab her charger.  Grace saw the look that told her Jack wanted to kiss her, but he  refrained for the sake of her professional code. It seemed he might  actually be able to learn the art of compromise in his personal life.

When Grace reached her temporary office she found the door closed and  locked. She stopped by the ladies room before going to ask Jack who  would have the key to open the office door. Rachel's admin, Douglas,  wasn't at his desk. The door to Rachel's office was pushed nearly shut  but Jack could be heard through the inch wide opening. She didn't want  to interrupt them if they were talking business before Jack took time  off. She seated herself and waited for Douglas to return. Surely he  could help her locate the key.

"You spent one night together, Jack. I'm glad to see you happy, but  don't you think this is sudden?" Rachel said to Jack beyond the door.  That got Grace's attention. She knew it was rude to listen in, but they  were talking about her. She couldn't help it.

"I've known her for over seven years, Rachel." Jack sounded like he was trying to calm a concerned mother.

"No," Rachel countered, "you knew her for a year in college. You've been busy 'not knowing her' for seven years."

Grace couldn't blame Rachel for her concern. She was constantly trying  not to second guess her decision. Things had progressed so quickly. One  day she was moping about Jack's complete inattention. The next she was  wearing his ring. How the fuck had that happened? Rachel was likely  wondering the very same thing.

"I've loved her for over seven years, Rachel. Isn't that enough? Haven't  we wasted enough time? I want a family too, Rachel." The longing in the  statement was plain to hear. "You have your happily ever after."         

     



 

Warmth filled Grace. Jack wanted a family with her. It didn't sound like  they would wait long to start having their own babies. She thought of  how wonderful it felt to hold Rachel's baby, Rebekah, in her arms and  how she'd enjoyed watching little Anthony run and play. Grace wanted  that happy ending too.

"Oh, hello, Ms. Yates. I hope you haven't been waiting long to be  announced." Douglas startled Grace. She blushed. He'd caught her  listening avidly. She stood and approached his desk.

"Actually, Douglas, I was looking for you." That was mostly true. "I  left something in the office I was using. I went to look for it but the  door is locked."

"I see. I'll give Nina a call and have her meet you over there. She has  the keys for that office." He picked up the phone and dialed. A moment  later Grace met Jack's assistant down the hall. Nina opened the door for  Grace and stepped back.

"Just lock up when you're done, Ms. Yates," Nina said politely.

"Thank you, Nina, I will." Grace entered the office and flipped on the light.

"Ms. Yates?" Nina said.

Grace turned back to Nina. "Yes?"

"I hope this office will be yours permanently one day soon. It was a  pleasure working with you. If you decide to join us here at Artifex I'd  be glad to help you in the hunt for your own admin. I look forward to  it." Nina's welcoming expression was heart felt and greatly appreciated.

"Thank you, Nina. It won't be long before I'll be crossing that bridge."

Nina left her and Grace started looking for her tablet charger. It  wasn't plugged in near the sideboard where she'd left it. Maybe the  cleaning crew moved it. Grace hoped to find the charger in the desk. She  didn't want to waste time searching for a replacement. She moved to the  desk and set her purse down. She opened every drawer before she found  it tucked in the bottom drawer.

Grace's purse slid off the end of the desk and its contents scattered on  the floor. She got to her feet and was busily stuffing her things back  in the oversized bag. The air in the room stirred and she had the sudden  feeling that she wasn't alone. When a large pair of hands grabbed her  hips and pulled her ass back against a very stiff and familiar erection,  Grace chuckled softly and wriggled her hips. Jack's hands slid down her  thighs to the hem of her dress and slowly drew it upward.

"Do you think tormenting me is funny, Ms. Yates?"

She smiled to herself and waited for him to realize she hadn't bothered  with panties. When she'd dressed for the day she decided to put as few  barriers as possible between herself and the pleasure she knew Jack  could give her. She'd need to store it up for the long weeks they'd be  apart. Jack let out a loud groan and his hips jerked against her  backside. She chuckled again. He noticed.

"Grace. Fuck." He held her steady with one hand while the other slid around to cup her naked sex.

Grace stood slowly and pressed her back against Jack's solid chest.  Jack's long fingers slid easily over her heated flesh to separate her  folds. He instantly narrowed in on the spot that made her do some  moaning of her own.

"Did you lock the door?" she asked him in a naughty purr. Jack nodded.  One hand moved to her breast, the other steadily strumming her clit.  "Good." She turned in his arms and backed Jack toward her chair. She  pushed him gently and Jack sat for her. "Do you remember the last time  we were in an office together?"

He groaned and adjusted his cock in his pants. "Yes. You rode me in a  chair." His hands changed direction and began to unfasten his belt.  Grace bent and gripped the arms of the chair. She licked a path from his  neck to his ear. He shivered and slid down his zipper.

"Do you know what I've never done before, Jack?" she delicately nibbled his earlobe.

"What's that, baby?" Jack's boxers had buttons down the front that  allowed him to free his cock without pushing down his pants. It seemed  as though she wasn't the only one who'd thought about easy access this  morning. She watched him pull out his erection and give it a long slow  stroke.

"I've never let anyone watch me masturbate. It's kind of a fantasy for me."

"Fuck, Grace." He stroked his cock again, faster this time. "Are you  going to show me how you like to touch yourself, baby? Make yourself  come while I watch. Then I'll fuck that wet little pussy right here on  your desk."

Grace was the one shivering now. She was so hot and needy already. The  idea of Jack watching her pleasure herself was so erotic. It wouldn't  take her long to find release. She pulled away from Jack and turned so  her forearms rested on the surface of the gleaming wood desk. She knew  he would expect her to hop up on the desk and spread her legs for him.  That wasn't what she had in mind. Bent over the desk she spread her feet  farther apart and presented Jack with her ass. The height of her heel  and arch of her back gave Jack an unimpeded view of her hidden  treasures.         

     



 

"Oh damn. Baby, I need to fuck you right now." Jack grabbed her hips and  stood to rub his rigid cock against her glistening folds. He twisted  his hips, teasing her with the promise of penetration. It felt so damn  good Grace almost forgot to protest.

"You don't want to give me my fantasy?" she pouted.

Jack groaned and slid the head of his erection over her sensitive clit.  Grace faltered in her plan to tease him. She wanted to torture him and  make herself come while he watched. It was a fantasy that turned her on,  but she'd never been comfortable enough with a man to do it.

He growled and settled back down. He rolled the chair forward until his  knees were between her spread legs. He had a front row seat. Jack was  going to watch really closely.

Grace took a deep breath and slid her hand down her belly and between  her legs. She couldn't see what she was doing and she couldn't see Jack.  This first time that was probably a good thing. Her cheeks warmed and  she suddenly felt timid, but she pushed through it.

Grace slowly slid two fingers through her damp folds and into her pussy  to gather moisture before easing them out. Her middle finger circled the  aching bud of nerves sending a shot of pleasure through Grace. She  moved slowly at first, trying to drag out the pleasure. The sounds Jack  made as he stroked himself drove her need higher. She added her index  finger and circled her clit with more pressure.

Knowing Jack was watching and touching himself while he enjoyed the show  was an added layer of pleasure. She was getting close to exploding. Her  juices coated her fingers. Grace moved her finger up to plunge into her  entrance. This blocked Jack's view for a moment, but the need to come  was building fast. Penetration was an aching need in her belly. Grace  forgot for a moment that she had an audience and reached for the orgasm  lingering so closely. She pressed the heel of her palm against her  pulsing bud while applying the penetration she needed to bring herself  to orgasm. It hit hard and fast. Grace felt her inner muscles tighten  around her fingers and she struggled to contain her shout of release.  She shook and leaned heavily on the desk.