Making His Baby(98)

"What are you doing?" I hiss at her as she smiles.

"Who's the girl, Tan?" Trinity asks in a low voice as her eyes light up at me, knowing that Penelope is seeing everything.

"I'll tell you later." I drink some more beer, draining it as Trinity  smirks at me. Her hand is still on my arm and I know that she's doing it  to make Penelope jealous. It's what we do for each other all the time  but today, it feels wrong. I pull my arm down and rest it on my leg,  glancing over to see Penelope staring at me with a mix of heat and  something else in her eyes. Is it insecurity? Did Trinity do too good of  a job?





CHAPTER 5


PENELOPE



Once starving, I now pick at my sandwich.

The whole room is filled with Tanner now that I saw him and I alternate  between listening to Marshall and staring over at Tanner. I look to the  girl he is with, her hand covering his arm as she smiles and I realize  how gorgeous she is. Her hair is a bright pink but her skin and eyes are  dark and the tattoos covering her body give her an edge.

Tanner probably likes girls like that. I see them speaking in low voices as he glances my way a few times.

"Pen?"

Marshall is looking at me and I have no clue what he just said, "What did you say, Marshall?"

"Aren't you hungry?" Marshall searches my face and I gave him a small shrug.

"I think I drank too much coffee today. I'll wrap it for later," I offer  as he turns his head to look at Tanner's table. "You know me. I work  late anyway." I think of the text that Mollie sent me about later,  telling me to wear something I wouldn't consider wearing to the office. I  plan to leave by seven tonight, or around there. If I'm to change, I  need to get to my apartment six blocks away and catch a ride back to the  shop.

Am I really going to go?

I look at Tanner again, seeing the intensity in his beautiful eyes as I  breathe in. "I'm going to use the bathroom," I tell Marshall and rise to  make my way to the back. I can cancel tonight and just make phone calls  to Norm, or have Marshall handle it. Mollie knows her stuff and she  could handle this on her own.

I walk into the bathroom and lock the door, looking into the mirror. I'm  pale with bright pink spots on my face, making me frown as I splash  some cold water on my cheeks. I am a hot mess. I decide to just get out  of there, hoping that I could sneak by Tanner and his date.

Pushing the door open, I walk out and right into a body. I raise my  hands to stop the collision but I shiver as hands wrap around me.

Tanner.

"Are you seeing him?" His voice purrs into my ear as he pushes me into the wall.

"Who?" I whisper as I hit the wall.

"Your boss. Are you sleeping with Marshall?"

I shake my head at him, staring into his eyes.

I feel my lips parting and suddenly it's a struggle to even breathe.

Tanner leans down and presses his lips against mine. My knees weaken and  I grip his T-shirt as his tongue slides between my parted lips. Tanner  is aggressive and his kiss tells me that he knows what he is doing. I  surprise myself by returning it. My tongue darts into his mouth and  slides along his. He tastes like beer and sex. My body responds  instantly and I can feel the wetness and warmth radiating from my pussy.

He lazily pulls away as if we aren't in a public place at all. I feel scattered and as if I'm drunk as I stare into his eyes.

"Are you sleeping with your date?" I ask softly as I remember the pretty  girl waiting for him at the table. What did I do? He's here with  someone!

"No. She's a partner in my business," he assures me as I realize that I  will see both of them later tonight. I regain my composure and blink as I  straighten up, pushing him away slightly in the process.

"I have to go. We have people waiting on us," I look at the end of the  hallway that leads back to reality, "I have to get back to work."

"Is work all you think about? When does Penelope get to relax and have a  little fun?" Tanner moves in for the kill as he brushes the skin under  my ear gently with his mouth, stirring up even more desire inside of my  body. I never knew that felt so good before. Tanner drags his tongue  against my skin and I sigh as I drop against the wall again. What is  this man doing to me?

I hear voices coming our way and straighten again, pushing him away. He  smirks at me as I try to turn and make my way with grace to the bathroom  to check my appearance again. I hear his chuckle as I stumble into the  door and rush to the mirror, flooded with embarrassment and something  else.         

     



 

Heat.

It is pulsing through my chest and my nipples are hard and needy for  Tanner. My thighs are heavy and aching, my underwear is soaked with  desire.

I fix my appearance as best I can through the fog that has taken over my  mind and hurry back to the table, seeing that Tanner left.

"Sorry about that. I got a call when I was just outside the door." I pat  my purse to confirm the lie and Marshall looks oddly at me. "Gotta get  back. I have to check on something that I left at the office."

He seems to go for the plan and we leave the already clean table as I  hold my sandwich in my hand. Marshall wrapped it for me and I thank him  as we walk down the street, still thinking about Tanner's kiss in the  hallway.

I head straight over to my teams for the rest of the day, even though I  am not all there. If I have learned one thing in life, it is how to fake  it and that is just what I do. They all make a lot of headway in their  projects and leave at seven, claiming that plans and friends are  waiting.

I go to my office and pull the sandwich out of the small fridge that  Marshall provided for me, eagerly eating it now. I feel so hungry and I  chew large bites as I consider the kiss from earlier. If I leave now, I  could just make it to the shop and I've kept myself so busy that I  didn't call Mollie to cancel. I didn't want to turn down the chance to  see a friend since it didn't happen often. The tattoo shop is just a  part of that. I could also tell her something has come up and I could  meet her for dinner a little later. I didn't want to go home feeling as  restless as I did.

I did that too much already as it is. I look at my closed door, knowing  that the building is near deserted. I get up and look outside my door.  No one is around and the cleaners don't start on this floor for at least  another hour. I lock the door and fall against it. My eyes close as my  fingers trace Tanner's lips along my neck. I walk over to my chair and  sit down with my legs apart.

I run my hands down my body. I find the hem of my skirt and slide my  hand under it with a small sigh. My underwear is still wet as I push it  aside to find my pussy a slick mess of need. Maybe if I get myself off, I  can relax a bit. I lean back and stroke my wet folds, finding the hard  nub that is screaming for attention as I brush my fingers over it.

"Ahh," I moan lowly as I touch it again, feeling the sensations rush through me.

This isn't my first time touching myself but it is the first time I have  done this at the office and all because I have an image as hot as  Tanner in my head. I stroke hard a few times and feel the pressure  building. I imagine Tanner's face as he kisses me, he goes slightly out  of focus as he pulls away to go down between my legs. Instead of my  fingers, I feel his tongue, his fingers, searching my folds, finding my  clit and sucking on it with his mouth as my orgasm begins to build under  my busy fingers.

I throw my head back against my chair. My fingers keep going, controlled  by some deep need to come that I'd never felt before. I slide two  fingers inside myself, and I am amazed at the wetness and press my thumb  against my clit as I explode, breathing deeply to avoid screaming  Tanner's name.

That was all him.

I ride out the feeling and drop back into my chair as I close my eyes. I  sit there for a few moments shocked that I did that in the office, but  so glad that I did. I might be able to get through the rest of the  evening now.

I slowly shut down my computer and rise to leave, determined to go out  and have a good time tonight. Tanner Lincoln doesn't own my body and I  can make myself happy.

I can handle this account.

I catch a cab back to my house and find a little black dress in my  closet that is far too short for the workplace. I do my makeup heavier  for tonight, using black liner and some vibrant eyeshadow before I spike  out my hair like the girl did at the salon when I got my hair cut  recently.





CHAPTER 6


TANNER



The shop is busy tonight and the music is playing loud. Trinity picks  Alice in Chains and I like the beat as it pulses through my bones, still  thinking about the brief but intense kiss with Penelope earlier.

Compared to any other encounter with a woman in my life, that one was innocent, but I could not stop thinking about Penelope.

What is it about her?

Coming back to work should have put me into my business mode. It usually  always does but the questions that Trinity keeps asking me as well as  the desire coursing through my body just make me think about Penelope  more. I clean my station, thankful for a break as I glance at the clock.  Almost eight. I could step out back for some fresh air and maybe jerk  off again like I did earlier. Fuck knows that I am still hard.