“You want to grab lunch?” Logan, seated next to her, repeated the question. Startled, Sam looked up from her phone. He was smiling, inviting her. They had finally reached the scheduled lunch break and the people around her were standing up and stretching their legs. She turned back to Logan.
Was this a pick up line?
Although his words were polite, his expression spoke of a different kind of hunger. He was looking straight at her, his gaze bold and steady. And he wasn’t just looking at her; he was doing to her what she had done to him all morning. He was seeing what was going on beneath her clothing, sensing her heat.
He won’t shoot you down.
His eyes saw her brown hair still wet from her morning shower, her breasts framed in her red bra under a plain white shirt. Her lean legs crowned by an ass that would tempt any man beyond endurance.
“Yes. I would love to.” She knew exactly what Logan would be having for lunch.
They stood up. She walked out of the room, and he followed. “Where are we going?” he asked.
She looked back at him and saw the reaction she’d hoped for—surprise, followed quickly by anticipation and amusement. She led him down the hall to the elevators. They stood across from each other while the floors ticked down: 23-22-21 …. They were smiling at each other.
“This is insane,” he said. “We’re on a lunch break.”
“So we’ll be a little late. Don’t worry about it. I helped Carli prepare the presentation. You’re not missing much.”
“I’ve never met anyone quite like you,” he said.
Sam laughed. “The same goes for me.”
The elevator doors opened. She reached across and grabbed his hand, practically pulling him out of the elevator, “Let’s go.” That contact sent another wave through her stomach and into her pussy. She swallowed. Logan’s lips were parted, and he was breathing rapidly, as though they’d been making a mad dash down the staircase rather than taking a sedate elevator ride. It was clear that his man was also having a difficult time keeping his body from responding to her in a way that might end both their careers.
They hurried down the sidewalk hand in hand, along the same path she took every day to go home. What felt like minutes later, they were entering her apartment. She closed the door behind him and started to unzip her skirt as she moved toward the bedroom. Her red boyshorts were showing, inch by inch, as the zipper came down far enough for her skirt to slide to the floor.
He was removing his shoes and stumbling a bit as he followed. “Take your socks off,” she said. He sat down on the armchair in her bedroom and obeyed. He was now in boxers and t-shirt—that damn t-shirt. She had gotten them this far, but now she wanted him to take her. She wanted him to take control, right now.
As though responding to the silent request, he stood up, the smile gone from his lips, and walked toward her. Kneeling before her, he slipped his fingers inside her soaked underwear and began to plant small kisses above the waistband as he pulled them down. She ran her fingers through his hair, caressing the back of his neck. As her underwear fell to the floor, she felt his hands move down her thighs, her knees, her calves. His mouth traced kisses downward as well, starting just under her belly button and descending until it found her clitoris. She moaned and leaned forward, pressing her hand into his shoulder. His tongue was playing with her, caressing her, coaxing. His lips sucked her gently, then more forcefully, then gently again. Her knees gave way, and she fell back onto the bed.
“No,” he commanded. “Sit up. I want you to watch this.” The authority in his voice sent a jolt down her spine.
Logan feels very attracted to the woman standing in front of him in the elevator of the offices of Blue Dreams Marketing. A few minutes after he first sees her, he realizes they already have something in common
A very hot book! The minute Sam and Logan spy each other in the elevator, they begin a hot affair in their minds. Their bodies aren’t far behind, as they leave a meeting and head to Sam’s house for torrid sex at lunchtime.
However, Just Chemistry, while hot, has a very good story behind it, with a well developed theme of sexual harassment, the perpetrator of which Sam and Logan manage to thwart and get fired from their company.
There is lots of conflict, as Logan and Sam pursue their goals of moving up in the company. Can they do that without hurting each other or getting each other fired?
I quite like these two, who are terrific foils for each other, and I’m sure you’ll enjoy them too.
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