The Promise (Neighbor from Hell, #10)

“I thought I could make you happy, but then I realized that I was fooling myself because I’ll never be able to give you what you deserve. I’m never going to be able to offer you anything more than a low-paying thankless job that you’re over-qualified for in a town that you couldn’t wait to escape,” he said as he made his way back towards the front of the class.

“You don’t belong here, Joey.”

“Why are you telling me this?” she asked as she watched him sit down at one the desks in front of her with a sigh.

“Because I’m in love with you, Joey,” he said, while she sat there, trying to remember how to breathe.

“I don’t want to play this game anymore. I don’t want to pretend that I’m not thinking about you all day or have to remind myself that I’m not allowed to touch you when we’re not alone. I don’t want to pretend that I’m not in love with you anymore and I don’t want you to go,” he said as he held her gaze.

Swallowing hard, she reached over and hit Send as she got to her feet and walked around her desk. “You love me?” she asked, never taking her eyes off him as she pulled herself up onto her desk and sat down.

“More than anything,” he said as he stood up. “Which is why I’m going to break my promise and offer you a low-paying, thankless job in a town that you couldn’t wait to leave so that I don’t have to live without you.”

“Even though I’m a pain in the ass?” she couldn’t help but wonder as she watched him walk towards her.

“Especially since you’re a huge pain in the ass,” he said, smiling as he stepped between her legs and leaned down so that he could kiss her forehead.

“Wait, I didn’t say huge,” she said, frowning even as she wrapped her arms around him.

“It needed to be said,” he said softly as he kissed the tip of her nose.

“Do you know what else needs to be said?” she asked as she threaded her fingers through his hair and pulled him closer so that she could kiss him.

“That you love me?” he asked, brushing his lips against hers as cupped her face in his hands.

“Maybe,” she said teasingly.

“Do you love me?” he asked, pulling back so that he could look into her eyes as he waited for the words that she’d never thought she’d say, but as she looked into the emerald eyes that she loved so much she found herself saying, “I love you, Reed.”

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“Let’s go home,” he said only to groan when he felt her small fingers work his tie loose.

“Okay,” she said as she pulled his tie free and dropped it to the floor.

“We can’t do this here,” he said, unable to stop kissing her as she slowly worked his shirt buttons free.

“We really shouldn’t,” she agreed as she pulled his shirt free and ran her hands over his chest and down his stomach where she grabbed hold of his belt.

“Then what are we doing?” Reed asked, cursing softly as she pulled his zipper down.

“Making as many bad choices as humanly possible,” Joey said, making his lips twitch only to make him groan when she reached inside his pants and pulled him free.

“You really are a bad influence,” he said as he placed his hands on her legs and slid them beneath her skirt.

“I’ve heard that before,” she said as he moved his hands over her soft thighs while she slowly stroked his cock, making him groan with every slide of her hand.

“I bet you have,” he said softly as he slid his hand over her thighs and down over her ass, giving it a squeeze that had his balls pulling up tight and his cock jerking in her hand.

“So, there’s this fantasy that I’ve been having,” she said as he used his hold to bring her closer to the edge.

“Oh, yeah?” he murmured as he leaned down, tightened his hold on her and stood up so that her legs were wrapped around him. “Want to tell me about it?”

“I’m not sure that would be appropriate with you being my boss and all,” she said, nodding solemnly as he carried her back around her desk and carefully sat down in her chair so that she was straddling him.

“That may cause a problem,” he said, turning the chair so that it was facing her desk.

“It’s going to make this difficult,” she said with a sad shake of her head.

“It really is,” he murmured in agreement as he picked her up and placed her on the desk.

“What are we going to do?” she asked as he placed his hands on her thighs and pushed her legs apart.

“I guess we’ll just have to go with my fantasy instead,” he said, pushing her skirt up so that he could press a kiss against one thigh and then the other.

“What’s your fantasy?” she asked, running her fingers through his hair as he pushed her skirt up, exposing soft baby pink panties.

“Which one?” he asked as he leaned down and pressed a kiss against the soft panty covered lips between her legs.

“You have more than one?” she asked, making him chuckle as he pressed another kiss between her legs as he slowly pulled her panties down.

“You could say that,” he said, sliding his arms beneath her legs and wrapped his arms around her bottom and pulled her closer.

“And which one is this?” she asked, leaning back on her elbows with a soft moan as he pressed a kiss against her slit.

“This,” he said, kissing his way down her slit, “is the one I had the first time I saw you sitting here.”

“And what did you think about?” she asked, following that up with an, “Oh, god, Reed.”

“About how soft you’d be,” he said, pressing a kiss against her lips.

“How sweet you’d taste,” he said, following that up by running his tongue between her slit.

“And how fucking tight you’d be,” he said, running his tongue over her swollen clit, once, twice, before he slid his tongue inside her. For several minutes, he took his time sliding his tongue inside her as she ran her fingers through his hair, moaning his name as he fucked her with his tongue.

“Do you know what else I’ve fantasized about?” he asked, pulling back after one last lick.

“No,” she said, licking her lips as he stood up and pulled his shirt off and tossed it aside.

“I think about you all day,” he said, wrapping his hands around his cock and slowly stroked himself as he moved closer. “I think about how good you feel wrapped around me, how wet you get for me,” he said as he leaned down and kissed her, “and just how much I love you.”

She cupped his face in her hands and kissed him as he pressed the tip of his cock against her slit as continued stroking himself. He moved the tip between her slit, teasing her as he swallowed her moans. God, he wanted her. He’d never wanted a woman this way and he knew that he would never be satisfied until she was his.

“Reed,” Joey said on a whimper that had him releasing his cock. For a moment, he considered picking her up and bending her over her desk, something that he thought about at least a hundred times a day, but he wanted more.

Placing his hands on the desk, he kissed his way back down to her neck, focusing on the spot that drove her crazy as she ran her hands over his shoulders, down his chest, around his back and finally down to his ass where she used her hold to pull him closer so that the tip of his cock was rubbing against her slit, again.

He picked her up and sat back down, settling her so that she was straddling his lap. As he leaned in to kiss her, he reached down and pulled her skirt out of the way as she placed her hands on his shoulders and managed to raise herself so that when she sat back down, she was taking him inside her.

“This is what you fantasized about?” she asked breathlessly as she wrapped her arms around him and shifted her hips.

“Yes,” he said only to hiss in a breath when she took him all the way to the hilt.

“You didn’t want to bend me over the desk?” she asked teasingly as her grip on his shoulders tightened as he placed her hands on her hips and helped move her.

“Next time,” he promised, already deciding that they’d take this to his office next time so that they could live out that fantasy.

“Will there be a next time?” she asked breathlessly as she licked her lips hungrily as she wrapped her arms around him.

“Absolutely,” he said as he kissed her, taking his time running his hands over her as she slowly moved on him.

“And why’s that?” she asked on a moan as she ran her fingers through his hair.

“Because I’m never letting you go.”





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