Debbie
The doorknob rattled violently. Black was just an inch of wood away from catching us in the act. My heart didn’t just beat; it hammered against my ribs like a drum. I looked at Rain, expecting him to panic, but he just gave me a slow, wicked wink and muttered low, “I got this.”
Then, without giving me room to ask how, he moved like a blur. One second he was inside me, and the next, he was a ghost—moving so fast that my eyes could barely catch his image.
My lace G-string and my bra left the floor in one smooth motion. And then, before I could even sense his presence close to me, he surged me toward my executive chair. Before I could gasp, I was slammed into the leather seat.
“Stay down,” he whispered. Then he dove under the massive desk, disappearing into the leg space just as Bl
