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might be the death of him.  
    “Yeah?” she asks.
    Jason hums in affirmation.  
    “What else have you been wanting to do?”  
    Jason’s mind goes temporarily blank, because the list is too long, and he’s not about to get down and dirty with her in his office where they’re limited by noise constraints and lack of available surfaces. Sure, he’s a sexually talented man, and he could blow her mind even if he only had the floor to work with. But he’d like to luxuriate in her body and blow her mind, and for that? He definitely needs a bed.  
    Slowly, so slowly , he slides his fingertips along her inner thigh, until he reaches the frilly edge of her panties.  
    She’s so wet for him already.  
    “This,” he says, voice deep as he shifts his hand between her legs, making her moan. “Definitely this.”

CHAPTER FIVE

    Kaia opens her legs wider to make room for Jason, as he slides his other arm around her waist and gently slides her so she’s sitting right at the edge of the desk. Her skin tingles with anticipation. She wants nothing else in this world but to have his hands on her.  
    Anywhere.  
    Everywhere.  
    Jason’s fingertips push her underwear to the side, so he has full access to her. With hunger in his eyes, the pad of his thumb slides across her clit, and she lets out a high-pitched whimper, bucking her hips up, needing more pressure.  
    In response, Jason leans in, kissing his way down her neck. His mouth is so soft, and yet so insistent. Pressing against her, sliding across her skin. He licks and sucks, probably leaving a mark. Kaia doesn’t care at all, she wants him to leave behind any reminder of this night, of this moment.  
    She turns her head toward him, cheek brushing against his soft hair. She breathes in the clean smell of him, which makes something flutter in her chest, makes her need him more than she already does.  
    “More,” she whispers, making his hair flutter with her breath. “Please.” She shifts her hips, but his thumb is still barely there, lightly stroking, driving her crazy. “I need more.”  
    Jason lifts his head, completely abandoning the work he was doing on her collarbone. His lids are heavy; he looks drugged. Kaia is positive she looks the same way.  
    “More what? You have to tell me what you want if you expect me to give it to you.”  
    Because he seems intent on teasing her, Jason removes his hand, waiting for further instructions. The thing is, Kaia’s mind is completely blank. She just wants more , whatever that means to him, whatever will make him get her off.  
    “Please,” she says. “I just want…I need…”  
    The blissed-out haze on his face disappears when he pins her with an intense look.  
    “Tell me what you want,” Jason replies in a commanding tone that Kaia imagines he uses quite a lot to get his way. She’s surprised to find that it ramps up her arousal a thousand percent. He leans forward, and gently tugs her earlobe between his teeth, his lips brushing over the shell of her ear when he growls, “Tell me now.”  
    “I want to come,” she says. She’s so desperate for it that she can’t even find it in her to be embarrassed about being so forward.  
    He grins. “Good. I want to make you come. How would you like me to do it?”  
    Kaia lets out a frustrated groan. “Every way. All the ways. With your tongue, with you inside of me, with your-”
    “Kaia.”  
    The demanding way he says her name makes her shiver. He has her full, unwavering attention, and she can tell that he knows it.  
    “Yes?”
    “If you give me the opportunity,” he says, sliding his hand across her breast, which is still covered by the fabric of her dress. Her nipple puckers at the sensation. “I’m going to make you come so many times tonight that you’ll lose count. I’ll do it any way you want me to. But now, right now , how do you want it?”  
    That’s an easy enough question for her to answer, and she makes her decision