Kieran tried to breathe—deeply, calmly—but it wasn’t working. His hand clenched the edge of the desk so tightly his knuckles went white. Across the room, a man was speaking, but Kieran barely heard a word.

His lip stung; he’d bitten it so hard he almost broke the skin.

Under the desk, Genesis pulled her mouth away from the swollen tip of his cock. She blinked, her face scrunching slightly at the taste. Clean… but strange. Not unpleasant. Just… new.

She licked her lips, eyes narrowing in thought, then slowly tilted her head upward to peek at him through the narrow opening. When her gaze found his face, her heart skipped....