Page 16 of Room One Hundred & Twenty-One: Kiss of Fire

“Yours. We’re justyours.”

She smiles and I’m desperate to touch her. “I, um… I think that’s all my questions. For now.” She tugs her hands away from Brody and we step back to allow her to stand. But he doesn’t let her get too far. He closes in on her, pulling her into his arms as he wraps them around her waist, making her squeal. “What are you doing?” she asks, sounding slightly panicked.

“Now that everything is settled, I can do this.” He gives her a mischievous grin.

“Do what?” Her voice is barely above a whisper.

He holds her close with his hand behind her neck while he consumes her mouth in a passionate kiss. It’s hot and desperate, making her moan. A sound so sweet and tempting that I ache to taste her too. When Brody pulls back, her eyes are dazed and she smiles.

“My turn,” Chance announces, taking Selena from Brody before crushing his mouth to hers. Her arms encircle his neck when he drags her body against his.

I move behind her with my hands on her hips, running out of patience to get my chance with her. He spins toward me. Her eyes are barely open and there’s a dreamy expression on her pretty face.

I press my mouth to hers, demanding she open for me, and she complies like the good girl I know she is. I hoist her up, wrapping her long legs around my waist as she clutches on to me, trying to hold on. Her skirt rides up and I rub myhard, bulging cock against her panty-covered pussy, eliciting a pleasured moan from her lips.

Ours. She’s finally ours.

We’ll never let her go now.

6

CHANCE

Three fucking hours.

It’s barely midday and I’m already missing the feel of Selena’s body in my arms. But I have work to do, and I need to focus on the two men I have sitting in front of me. It doesn’t matter how much I want to storm out of this conference room, hunt her down, and demand she let me inside her tight little pussy. I usually have more self-control, but this woman makes me lose my mind. And if I didn’t know any better, I’d say she was doing it on purpose. But she’s too sweet to do something like that.

“We’re just not sure about the current image CleanTech is portraying,” Kyle says. He’s young, in his late twenties, wearing glasses that are too big for his face and an ill-fitting suit. I can appreciate that most tech guys have their own unique style of dress, but every man in his position should have at least one nice suit in his wardrobe. He’s the owner of a billionaire-dollar business, for Christ’s sake.

He founded CleanTech Solutions while he was still attending MIT. His sustainable electronics company is growing exponentially, far out-pacing their competitors. They’ve alreadycreated numerous electronic devices and appliances, but will soon release their first cell phone to the public. This is where we step in to help with branding and marketing.

“And what is it that you don’t like about it?” I ask him.

“We want to come across as responsible. Reliable. On the cutting edge of up-and-coming technology,” he explains.

“But not trendy or… temporary?” his business partner, Brian, chimes in.

“You want to convey longevity and stability, yes?”

“Exactly,” Kyle confirms. “But neither of us wants to be in the public or on any campaigns. We’re not great in front of people.”

They share an awkward chuckle.

“We’re the guys behind the scenes,” Brian explains. “The nerds in the basement coming up with new ideas.”

I laugh at his description. “I don’t think that’s going to be a problem. I’m sure Brody and his team will come up with some solutions that you’ll be comfortable with.” Before they can say anything else, a knock echoes off the frosted glass door. “Come in.”

Selena steps inside the conference room, and I straighten in my chair. I wasn’t expecting to see her, and now I’m suddenly trying to hide my hard cock beneath the table.

“Sorry to interrupt, but I have some documents for you. I thought you might need them.” She hands the paperwork to me and I realize they’re my notes for this meeting. I must’ve left them on my desk.

“Thank you.” I wink at her, secretly brushing my fingers along hers as I take the papers from her. I place my hand at the small of her back and feel a shiver run down her spine. “Gentlemen, this is my assistant, Selena. Selena, this is Kyle Brennan and Brian West from CleanTech Solutions.”

“Pleasure to meet you,” she greets as she shakes each of their hands. “You have a wonderful company. I’ve been very impressed.”

Kyle lifts his eyebrows. “Oh? What do you like about it?”

She glances at me and I gesture for her to continue. “Well, for starters, I love that it’s sustainable. I love that you use recyclable parts and everything is nontoxic. You work hard to minimize your carbon footprint on the earth, which is highly admirable in my book,” Selena explains with a confident smile.

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