I need a goddamn break already. There’s more drama in these halls than on an episode ofDays of our Lives. “Shardonnay, get in here,” I say through the intercom.

“Say please.” Her voice comes back through my speaker.

“Please.” I sigh. When she steps through the doorway, my eyes hungrily take her in. “Lock the door.” The windows are already fogged over. I’ve taken to keeping them that way this past week. Shifting back in my chair, while making space between myself and my desk, I crook a finger in her direction. “Good girl, come here.” A blush works its way up her chest and neck, settling on her cheeks as she slowly steps towards me. “Lift your skirt up around your hips.”

Shardonnay looks behind her at the door. “We’re at work, Xavier.”

I lift an eyebrow. I’ve actually done really well with the no hanky-panky at work rule she’s set in place. But I’m done. I need her and I need her now. “You can either lift it up yourself or I’ll shred it from your body,” I tell her as my hands trace little Xs along the back of her thighs.

“You’re going to get me fired,” she says as she hikes up her hem.

“I’m pretty sure your boss approves.” My hands grip her hips. Picking her up, I sit her on the edge of my desk.

“You’re not the only boss here. What if the other two partners find out what we’re doing?”

I pierce her with my gaze. “Nothing and no one is going to keep me from having what I want. And right now, what I want is the taste of you on my tongue. Besides, we’re working.” I hand her an iPad. “I want you to read out my schedule for the rest of the day.”

“Seriously?”

“Do I look like I’m joking? Start reading,” I instruct her.

She taps away on the iPad and begins. “Eleven a.m., meeting with John Killopi.”

My tongue slides through her folds. She’s already wet, but I’m about to make her even wetter. I want her dripping that honey into my mouth.

“Oh god.” Her hand covers her mouth to muffle the sound of her moans.

“Keep reading. If you stop, I stop.”

“Shit. Eleven thirty, partners’ meeting in boardroom one,” she continues. I place a hand on each of her thighs and hold her open, spreading the lips of her pussy wide. Pushing my tongue in as far as it will go, I circle her, lapping up her now flowing juices. My thumb presses on her clit, slowly rubbing up and down. “Shit. Oh god, Xavier, I can’t,” she moans.

I look up to see she’s still holding the iPad in one hand; her other is twisted through my hair.

“Ah, god, one p.m., court hearing for Justin Hunt.”

We continue like this. She reads my schedule out loud and I feast on her pussy. Using my pinkie, I press on the entrance of her ass. “I can’t wait to fuck this ass,” I growl into her cunt.

Her thighs freeze up, locking my head in place as she grinds her hips and presses her pussy harder into my face. The iPadfalls to the floor as her head tips forward, her fist in her mouth as she muffles her screams of ecstasy. I decide here and now I don’t care for office play after all. I don’t want her screams muffled. I fucking love hearing them.

I continue licking her until she’s completely relaxed, and her fingers release my hair. Straightening, I pick her up off the desk and pull her skirt back down. As much as I hate covering her body, I can’t very well have her walking around the office naked.

“Thank you. That’s all,” I tell her.

“What?”

“I said that’s all I needed. You can return to your desk.”

Shardonnay squints down at me, her eyes landing on my cock—my hard fucking cock that’s straining against the fabric of my pants. “Are you sure you don’t want me to help you out with that little problem?”

“You and I both know there is nothing little about it. But, no, I’m good. I’ve got a shitload of work to get done before these fucking meetings start.”

“Okay.” She walks back out of my office on wobbly legs, and I smile.

“What’s this meeting about?” I ask, entering the boardroom. Nathan and Alistair are already seated at the table.

“You didn’t read the memo?” Alistair questions with raised brows.

“No, unlike you, I have actual cases to work on.”