Family Man

“You couldn't hide your response to me if you tried.”
    “This is insane.”
    “Just the opposite. This is going to save my sanity. I've been going crazy for the past three days plotting how and when to make love to you.”
    Still bracing herself with her hands on Luke's shoulders, Katy glanced down just as Luke unzipped his black jeans. His heavy, fully aroused manhood thrust outward from the nest of black hair. Impulsively she reached down to curl her fingers gently around him.
    “Yes,” Luke muttered thickly. “Like that. Damn, that feels good.”
    He pushed himself forward, deeper into her palm. Katy forgot about where she was and who was next door. Luke's fingers continued to move on her, drawing forth the wet heat, stoking the flames until she was half mad with desire.
    “Luke,” she whispered urgently.
    “I know, angel, I know.” His voice was hoarse with his passion.
    But still he made her wait.
    And wait.
    Then, when she was digging her nails into him and biting her lip to keep from crying out, he made himself ready. He eased himself slowly and deeply into her snug passage.
    Katy's hands trembled as she wrapped herself around him. She felt him retreat slightly and then plunge back into her with a long, sure movement.
    “Luke, I don't…I can't…oh, Luke.” She felt the delicious twisting sensation build swiftly inside her. She knew where it was going to lead this time, and the knowledge alone was almost enough to send her over the edge.
    “That's it, angel. I'm going to do this a little harder now. Hold on tight.” He pushed into her with a controlled force that was unbelievably erotic.
    “Oh, God, Luke.”
    “Just a little deeper. I want to get a little farther inside. Come on, sweetheart. Open wider for me. Yes, that's it. You're so tight. So sweet and hot and tight.”
    “Luke, I can't stand it any longer.”
    “Then go up in flames for me, angel.” He reached between her parted thighs, found the point where his body joined hers, and touched the magic place.
    The small convulsions shattered Katy into a million glittering pieces. She clung to Luke. He was the only solid thing in her universe. She parted her lips to cry out her pleasure. Luke instantly clamped his mouth tightly down over hers, swallowing the soft sounds of her passion.
    Katy felt him shudder and surge forward into her one last time. His barely stifled groan of satisfaction reverberated deep in his chest.
    For a few minutes there was complete silence in the room. Katy finally took several deep breaths in an effort to regain her composure. She was vaguely aware of Luke moving slightly away from her. She heard him zip his jeans.
    She felt him reach around her for something on the desk, but she couldn't bring herself to open her eyes.
    Then she felt him tuck a tissue between her thighs. She flinched, embarrassed. Blushing, she made a hasty grab for the tissue. “I'll do that.”
    Luke's smile held a wealth of masculine satisfaction. “It's all right, angel. I don't mind taking care of you.”
    Katy groaned. “This has got to be the most outrageous thing that has ever happened to me.”
    “I'll take that as a compliment.”
    “You're impossible, Luke Gilchrist.” Katy fumbled with her clothing. “I cannot believe we just did this. What if Liz and Darren overheard us?”
    “If either of them did, I trust they'll have enough sense not to mention it to you.”
    “That's not the point.” Katy jumped down off the desk, staggered, and nearly collapsed. Luke caught her arm to steady her. He was still smiling that very masculine smile.
    “Take it easy, honey.”
    She frowned at him, then reached down to pick up her pantyhose and panties. She realized at once the underwear was still damp. She was still damp, too, in spite of the tissue. “Oh, dear. I can't put these back on.”
    “It's your decision, but Liz is bound to notice if you're not wearing your pantyhose when you go back to your office.”
    “Oh, dear.”
    “Don't worry, angel, they'll dry. Eventually.”
    She frowned at him. “Easy for you to say. You're not the one who has to sit around in damp underwear for the rest of the day.”
    Luke grinned. “Tell you what. I'll empty out one of my desk drawers. You can use it to store a spare set for this sort of occasion.”
    Katy decided that if she hadn't been feeling so soft and warm and happy, she would have strangled him. The man clearly had no shame.
    “We are not going to make a habit of this, Luke