See Me .(13)

The tight muscles of his stomach contracted, forcing Abigail to clench the arms of the chair. His hand rose and fell faster. “I have to…I have to come.”

That rough promise would fuel many lonely nights; this was one thing she was absolutely sure of. She’d never heard anything so erotic in all her life.

“Yes.” She couldn’t help letting the word slip between her lips.

“Fuck.” Sean pulled on the long column and rounded his fist around the broad head. One more time, he went down and back up again. Abigail was mesmerized by the sight of his big hand tugging on the thick flesh. Three more pulls and streams of white cum sprayed over his belly.

“Oh, Sean. Yes.” Had she really just said that out loud? She waited for Sean’s body to stop twitching and looked over at Ron. Yup, I said it out loud. The sneaky smile on Ron’s face made her want to run down to her office and hide under her desk.

Sean took several steadying breaths and opened his eyes. Looking through a sleepy gaze, he studied them both. “Was that all right?”

Abigail swallowed. Swallowed again and still couldn’t find her voice. All right? It was the sexiest, most erotic thing I’ve ever seen.

Ron stood up and headed for the cabinet in the corner. “That was great, man, passed with flying colors.” He grabbed a terry-cloth robe from the tall stack. “Sexy as hell. You’re going to make a lot of money. Abs, what do you think?”

She couldn’t seem to unclench her fingers from the chair. “Um, yes, I agree with Ron. You did a great job.”

“Now what?” Sean asked as Ron tossed the white, fluffy bath robe next to him.

“Now,” Ron said, “you take a shower, get cleaned up, and we make your appointment with Dr. Johnston.”

Abigail watched as Sean stood up and slid his strong arms into the robe. His cock was still half hard as it rested against his balls. They’d relaxed too, she noticed. All she’d have to do would be to reach out just a little bit, and she could caress them, roll them in her hand, and slide them into her mouth. When she looked up, he was staring down at her. No smile, no sexy smirk—nothing. He looked disappointed. Like she’d cheated on the final exam and gotten caught with the cheat sheet in hand. Sweat broke out on her forehead. She clasped her hands tightly together. The familiar feelings of doubt replaced the euphoria of her momentary freedom. She decided if she was to speak, she’d only sound like a babbling idiot at this point. Then his lips tipped up into a sexy smile, making her knees want to buckle and her heart do a funny skip.

Almost knocking her chair back, she stood and went to stand next to Ron. Realizing her behavior had been completely inappropriate, she gathered what shred of dignity she had left and began to explain. “The next step would be for you to have the standard blood workup. The doctor will test for any STDs and stuff. You’ll get a physical too. The results will be sent to me and kept confidential.”

The square set of his jaw tightened. If he was tense, there would be no way he’d sign with her. “The company pays for the visit and any tests that need to be done. It’s part of your contract. If you sign, you’ll have lab work every three months and a physical every six months.” His jaw relaxed, allowing her to once again concentrate on the velvety brown of his irises. They too seemed to soften. Thank God! “It’s for safety reasons,” she added.

He tied the robe closed. She’d been shut out. She got it. He was Godiva, and she was Hershey. It still stung even though it was ridiculous. He was going to be her employee. Was this infatuation worth risking her life? If Justin ever found out she was sleeping with someone, he would kill them both. She just couldn’t risk anyone else’s life.

“If you’re ready, I’ll show you the bathroom,” Ron said as he started to gather Sean’s clothes. “When you’re done, we can get your W-2s filled out and get the contract signed.”

Abigail picked at the already too chipped nail polish. She watched Sean’s back as he followed Ron to the door. She took a deep breath and went to grab her mug of coffee.

“Hey.”

She looked up. There he was, standing in the doorway, looking like the lazy predator again. He knew he could have any woman he wanted, and he had focused his intense gaze on her. “Thank you.”

Abigail couldn’t stop the smile from creeping over her lips. He was so hot and cold, so naturally sexy. “You’re welcome. I mean, you did all the work. I just…I just—”

“You just gave me the opportunity. Thank you.”

His silky eyes hazed over. So sad. She couldn’t bear the sight and dipped her chin to avoid it. “Anytime.”