Free Crush by Cydney Michele; Rax Lutishia; Grant Lovely Page B

samples and muffins while chatting up my co-workers. And yes, he charmed men and women alike. I pushed my chair back and stood up. Kim had already gone to the door and swung it open to get a better look.
    He was in perfectly tailored khakis with a polo shirt advertising the coffee shop logo, an outfit that would appear ordinary on most other men. He smiled at my executive vice president, laughing at what I’m sure was a completely lame joke. I stepped into the doorway as he glanced in my direction. He stopped talking in midsentence. Muttering something to his staff, he handed over the tray of coffee he was carrying and headed my way, purposefully.
    “Oh my,” I mouthed and saw his lips quirk upward in response.
    Our eyes locked as he moved toward me and I was well aware of the crackling electricity bouncing between me and him. Everyone in the office was watching in interested silence as he approached. His eyes raked down my body, then back up. I had on a simple navy safari-style dress that buttoned down the front with dark brown sling-back pumps. The outfit that had seemed simple and professional a few hours ago now felt sexy and amazingly “easy access” if the look in his eyes meant anything at all. He raised his eyes back up to mine and gave the smile that I now knew meant, “It’s about to be on.”
    I froze completely, my breath catching in my throat. My mind raced in a million different directions. What was he doing here? Could I clear my calendar and take him home with me RIGHT NOW? How long would it take to get there? How soon could I press my naked body back up against his? How soon until we made each other scream again?
    I shifted uncomfortably with the now-familiar humidity in my panties that he caused effortlessly. He was close enough to see my telltale shift and his eyes did that heating-up sizzle thing that they do.
    “Damn, girl!” Kim said from beside me.
    I jumped a little, having completely forgotten she or anyone else existed. I took my eyes off of Jason long enough to catch a breath and send her a glance. “Close your mouth, Kim.”
    “But, but—damn, girl!”
    He was close enough to hear so I just nudged her in the ribs with one arm while reaching out for Jason with the other. “Hey you,” I said, proud of my casual, cool chick voice. No need to advertise that this man had given me seven orgasms in one night. Or was it eight?
    “Jayla,” he said, taking my hand in his, his voice triggering all sorts of memories. Him slamming into me from the back, holding my legs open on the coffeehouse countertop, licking the dripping parts of me like a lollipop. He squeezed my hand in an I-know-what-you’re-thinking way before turning to Kim.
    “Oh, uh—Kim, this is Jason. Jason, Kim—my associate manager.”
    “Great to meet you, Kim. Beautiful name.” He dropped my hand to shake hers as she practically bounced up and down with exuberance, looking from him to me and back again.
    “Jason, so glad to meet you! So tell me—”
    “Thanks, Kim. I’ll finish up with you later.” Practically shoving her out, I pulled him into the office and shut the door, locking it behind me. As I turned I noticed how many people were “casually” passing by the side of my office with the glass panel. Walking over, I pulled the privacy screens down before swiveling around.
    “Hello, Jason.” I smiled.
    “Hi, Jayla.”
    .“So this is a surprise,” I said, still trying to play it cool as I took a step or two toward him.
    He matched my steps with his own. “A good one, I hope.”
    Standing less than a breath from each other, I smiled up at him. “I think so.”
    Sliding his hand behind my neck, he leaned down and kissed me. Gently at first with lips closed until I sighed and wrapped my arms around his neck. With that signal, his tongue stroked out in a bold sliding rhythm that had me swallowing a moan and stepping back.
    “So . . .” I breathed out.
    “I didn’t want to wait to see you. I had to leave