Free Closer To You (Suits in Pursuit) by Lauren H. Kelley

office.
    “Don’t worry. I won’t allow any interruptions, under any circumstances.” Brenda smiled, nodded her head and returned to her computer.
    Kerrigan didn’t know why her nerves were threatening her sanity. She had been in his office many times before. This time was different, though, knowing what was about to go down.
    She walked into his office and closed the door. Looking around the dark office, she noted that every blind on each set of windows had been drawn. Axel stood to her right, beside a bookshelf next to the door. Kerrigan pressed freshly manicured nails into the doorframe, keeping herself from slinking to the floor, his imposing stare her undoing. He swaggered over easy and casual until he was directly in front of her. Pinning her against the door, her reached around and twisted the locked. He didn’t speak with audible words, but his wanton gaze spoke volumes. His eyes cascaded down her body greedily. She knew he loved to see her in a hip-hugging skirt and stilettos, and she dressed the part today intentionally. On command, her nipples perked up, and she was dripping wet with desire for him.
    He took her into his arms and stared down into her eyes with his intense blue glare. He dipped his head, low to kiss her. He devoured her lips, acting as if he hadn’t seen her in weeks. Whimpering and trembling at his touch, her knees buckled, under his spell. Taking her by the hand, he led her over to his red leather sofa on the other side of the room near his desk. Slowly, sensually, he unbuttoned her blouse, and then his fidgety fingers slinked to the back of her skirt. He smiled when he saw the extra pair of panties tucked neatly into her bra. “Good girl.”
    Unzipping her skirt, the fabric fell to the floor, and she stepped out. Axel leaned down to retrieve the clothing with one hand while his other hand tickled the inside of her leg until he reached the end of her thigh, caressing and stroking her sex through her wet lacy panties.
    Tossing her head back, she whispered softly, “Axel.”
    He groaned into her ear. “Hmm. I want you in every way.”
    He tossed her shirt and skirt on his desk. His gaze combed her body. Perky caramel nipples peeked through a barely there teal lace bra. Like a shark preparing for a delicious delight, Axel circled around her in a seductive dance. His greedy eyes traced her long cocoa legs from the four-inch black patent leather stilettos up to a thin slither of lacy fabric that spanned her waist and descended at the base of her back, disappearing between two luscious, tightly toned cheeks. His tongue swiped across his lips. He couldn’t wait to dive into her. He motioned for her to sit on the sofa and she complied. Axel’s fingers slowly undid the top button on his white dress shirt, and then the next and the next until his shirt fell open, exposing every hard ridge of his tanned chiseled chest and the six-pack on his abdomen. He ripped the shirt away and threw it over his shoulder. Taking a step forward and then another until he stood directly in front of her with his strong, masculine stance, he lifted her hand to his crotch.
    “Strip me.” He commanded, bare-chested, and cock swelled in his black Oxford slacks.
    Dropping to her knees, shaky fingers reached up, unfastened the button of Axel's slacks and then eased to the zipper. He covered her trembling hands with his, pressing her palm against his hard cock. She gasped. Her eyes nervously glided up to his. She gulped hard at the feel of the enormous bulge beneath her hands.
    Axel met her timid eyes with fire behind his own. “This is all of you, baby.”
    Guiding the slacks down his firm thighs until they fell to the floor, he stepped out and then kicked the pants across the room.
    “Sit back down on the sofa, baby.”
    A swift yank and he removed his boxers, stood hard and naked, giving her his nine-inch salute.
    Axel kneeled on the sofa and lowered Kerrigan onto her back. Grabbing her ankles, he spread her legs