Chapter 14

“Thank you, Jake,” I said after his compliment, while running a fingernail along his shaking jaw.

Even with only that quick scan of me, Jake shook so much when the elevator doors slid open, I thought he’d stumble. And when I pulled him tight against me, the red-faced man again tried to avoid nudging as we headed for the building exit. With quick breaths pulsing from him, Jake staggered along the sidewalk.

“I’ve missed you, Jake.” With a grin, I held him tighter. But when his biceps swept my chest, a whimper slipped from me.

Fuck. As a distraction, this wasn’t working.

At even that soft impact, the shift of silk over my taut nipples stoked the flaring waves of need within me. Focused lasers, Pete’s eyes reappeared. Nevertheless, even as I swallowed, I forced a grin. This could still be fun. Especially when Jake’s eyes widened at the soft moan.

And how he sucked on his lips before answering. “I, uh, missed you too, Mrs. Lawson.”

“I can see that.” After glancing at his tented trousers, I chuckled. “And it’s Lisa, Jake. You may call me Lisa when we’re alone together.”

“Uh. Okay, um, Lisa.”

After his sharp inhale when I gripped him tighter, I strutted onwards. Though the sliding silk sent ever more tingles through me, I maintained the grin. Yeah, this was entertaining. At my curt laugh, Jake looked over, his gleaming blue eyes wide and tongue flicking across his lips. How good would he be with that tongue? It’d been so long. While holding in another moan, I bit the corner of my lower lip and batted my eyelashes at him. His tongue flicked out further. Nice.

But no, not yet. This time it was me thinking that.

A further chuckle escaped me when we stepped into the café. There was a long line of customers, talking or looking at their phones as the baristas raced to fill orders. Perfect. With a broadening grin, I strolled to the end of the queue, followed by Jake. In a glass panel, I caught the reflection of his gaze sweeping over me.

With a raised eyebrow, while staring at the menu above the counter, I inched backward. At first, Jake’s hot breath raced past my neck. Next, his body heat engulfed me. And finally, his raging hardness bisected my skirt when I settled against his trembling torso.

“Uh, Mrs. Law—Lisa.” As his wavering voice sent heated breath past my ear, he pulled away.

“Shh, Jake.” With a smile, I pushed into him again.

Although he said nothing more, the tiniest whimpers escaped him. And every gentle glide of my hips brought louder moans as we edged our way forwards.

Once I reached the head of the line, I surged forward, leaving him swaying behind me. A quiet yelp slipped from his lips at being abandoned. When I caught his anxious yet sad glance in the glass, my heart thumped.

Welcome to my world.

After getting my coffee, I sauntered out to sip while waiting for Jake. When he staggered into the sunlight, instead of our usual immediate return to the office, I stood, continuing to drink. Doing a poor job of hiding his ogling gazes, sweat dripped from Jake’s temples as he shifted, trying to shield his bulge. His eyes flicked around like a madman, desperate for relief or on the edge of panic. Or both.

Oh, I knew that feeling. Very well.

At last, I moved. Beside me, he lurched into motion. All the way to the building, as we walked alongside each other, I said nothing. With a grin, I sipped, catching his rapid breathing and unshrinking bulge. Once back on our floor, after a mumbled “goodbye,” Jake hurried away, half bent over.

After turning for my office, I chuckled. Only teasing. That had been fun. Sooner or later though, I’d need to update Bobby about his little fantasy. But Pete’s image hadn’t bothered me once. Not that it bothered me, but it felt good to be in the driver’s seat for once.

Later that day, in the meeting, Jake was quiet when I lowered myself into the chair next to him. It wasn’t long before his lower lip quivered and breathing sped. But I kept my distance, holding in a chuckle at his furtive glances. While it was entertaining, by the time the conference ended, my panties were soaked. With his baleful gaze tracking me, I sashayed to my office. Only once inside did I laugh and spread my legs behind my desk to fix my scrunched undies.

Also, they needed to dry.

The evening started as a replay of the preceding day. I ate a quiet dinner while again struggling to read, trying to block Pete’s eyes from my mind. When the phone pinged, I gulped as I stared at the screen. It was a text from Bobby.

Hi, hon. Another boring day. How u?

My lips rolled. Mention his fantasy boy, Jake? Then? Or when he returned so I could tease him? Nah, later. He didn’t need to have that on his mind while working.

Hey, babe. Fine. I miss u.

As I lifted my fingers, I gritted my teeth. Right then, as my thighs squeezed, I really missed him. Teasing naughty Jake had me all wound-up. Well, that and images of Pete, of course. If he’d been home when I’d arrived from work, I’d have ridden him on the floor. Bobby, not Pete.

Only a couple more days, honey.

I know, babe. Stay safe. Luv u.

Luv u 2

My frustration continued. Our neighbor was nowhere to be seen. The lights were off in his house every time I checked. And I checked a lot. After a nice long soak in the tub, complete with languid releases of several soft, yet wondrous waves of pleasure, I crumpled into bed and slept like a brick.

Operation Jake had worked.

So, I doubled down.

The next day, when young Jake appeared in the office, I glanced at his crotch while batting my eyelashes. Like magic, his pants twitched. Pale, with his jaw muscles clenching, the poor guy was shaking by the time I returned to his watery blue eyes.

“Sorry, Jake. Not today. Swamped.”

At the sudden slump of his shoulders and drop of his face, my heart thumped. I’d gone too far. Been cruel. As he nodded and turned away, I showed him pity, unlike Pete.

“Jake.” With a sigh and a quick flip of my hair, I stood and walked towards him.

“Ye—” is all he got out before arching his bulge into my grasping fingers.