“My minute isn’t over.” He surged up, slapped the lock on his office door, then tugged down her shorts and groaned. “You are wearing black panties.”

“I told you—” She broke off when he put a big hand on the inside of her thigh and pushed her legs open.

“A minute wasn’t enough. I’m taking another.” He hooked the crotch of her panties with his thumb and slid it aside. “You’re so wet. I have to—” He sank a finger in deep, and with a cry she couldn’t contain, she arched up for more. But even with the locked door, they couldn’t. Shouldn’t…“Joe.” She had to lick her dry lips, her body quivering with his every touch. “We can’t—”

He circled her nipple with his tongue again, and sank a second finger inside her. “Can’t what?” he murmured in a low, thick voice as he brushed his thumb over her center.

“Can’t…uh…” She couldn’t remember.

Another glide of his thumb with the barest of pressures now, and she fisted her hands in his shirt with a helpless moan. “Joe.”

“Look at you,” he murmured as he drove her right to the edge and held her there with the steady pressure and rhythm she needed. Her head fell back while she panted for air. She was close, so terrifyingly close—

“Come for me,” he whispered, his mouth brushing her jaw, beneath her ear. “I want you to.”

She could no more have stopped a train on its tracks as she burst, exploding in a kaleidoscope of lights and sensations, eventually coming back to herself as Joe slowly stroked her down to earth. He brushed his lips over her damp temple. “Good?”

“Great. More,” she demanded.

“Greedy woman.”

“I have a condom in my purse.”

“Resourceful too.” He blew out a relieved breath. “I like that.” He reached up for her purse just as his radio chirped on his desk. “Damn it.”

“Don’t listen.” She arched her hips. “Inside me. Now.”

He opened her purse but his radio chirped again, and he sagged against her, pressing his forehead to hers. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry, but I have to get that.” His body was hard, quivering with it, but on his face was a resigned tension. And she didn’t believe that tension was all for himself, but for her, too, and right then and there, something deep within her shifted. Softened. “Hey.” She cupped his face, and smiled past the hunger flooding her. “It’s okay, I can wait.”

At that, something seemed to shift within him too, certainly a release of the tension that had gripped him at the sound of his radio, but something more. Something warm and deep, and maybe not all physical. He nuzzled close, gave her a quick, hard kiss on the lips and then pulled back with serious reluctance before answering the radio.