Page 27 of Hacker Betrayed

She reached to close my desk drawer and I shook my head, but when she placed her hands on my desk, I noticed the blood on her arm. "What happened?"

She peered up at me through her eyelashes. "Your crazy receptionist has talons."

Dr. Cliff and I would have to sit down and have a discussion about Felicity. We needed to fire her and start hiring some proper front office staff. The woman was rude to patients, and we paid her way too much money for how much work she pawned off on the other staff. I spun and pulled open the cabinet behind my desk and grabbed a small first aid kit. I never thought I'd need the small kit, but our office manager was a mother hen, and she'd insisted.

I pulled out an alcohol swab and ran it over the superficial gouge. We’d danced around our connection for weeks. At times she tried to stay at her house, but I'd always talk her into one more night. Kat had added me to a group chat today, and the thing went crazy talking about vibrators. Now I had to wonder if Mia was as sexually frustrated as I was. She was the one who set the no-sex limit at the mission meeting. We hadn't done our checklist for the club because we hadn't played together yet. I'd planned to do it before we went on Friday.

I brushed a blonde lock of hair behind her ear. "You made your stance on sex perfectly clear in our meeting with Brock. We weren't going to sleep together. What changed?"

She shifted in place, rubbing her thighs together. "A lot's changed since that meeting. I've wanted you since the first time I saw you, but you're a—" She shook her head. "It’s dumb of me to think someone like you can end up with me. I knew from the start we wouldn't work. I'll go home."

I rested my hand on her back so she could stand. "I want to know what you were about to say. I'm a what?"

"A plastic surgeon who is sexy as hell. You work on women all day long who are breathtaking. I'm not even sure why you keep asking me to stay around."

"Every person who walks into my office is a patient." I brought my hand down hard on her jean-covered ass. She gasped but shook it in response. My hand tingled from the spanking and I didn't plan to stop at one. We just had some things to get straightened out first. "You're the first woman I've ever had bent over my desk. Know every time I sit in my chair, I'm going to get hard as hell as I remember what we are going to do, because unless you say stop, I'm going to slip deep inside you."

"You're a man. How can you not be attracted to the women who walk in here? Also, you've seen the scars on my body."

I'd learned a long time ago outer beauty didn't always match inner beauty. "You work with men who most women would drop to their knees for. Does that mean if we started dating—no, let me take that back, because I believe Felicity said the woman in the office claimed she was my girlfriend. Are you saying I should worry about my girlfriend falling for, let's say, Eric?"

Eric's eyes were always on Mia like she was the only woman in the room. He stared at her the same way in the first meeting I attended, and my jealousy reared its head.

"The men at work are like brothers, gross. As for the bitch at the desk, she frustrated me and I wanted her to think we were dating. I'm still thinking about having Sophie do a deep dive on the dark web to dig up dirt."

Smack. Smack. Smack."Ow."

"I know she's a bitch, but no killing her. Robert is hell to work with when he doesn't have a wife. You're going to have to learn to trust me. And if that means surprising me at work, I'm up for the surprise, because I'll always make time to bend you over my desk."

My cock throbbed, but I wanted to take my time with Mia. The rest of my day was full of consultations. Robert and I would normally do them together, but he could handle this afternoon's. I'd covered for him enough times over the last couple of years.

"Do you keep rubbing your thighs together for relief?" My hand came down three times in quick succession. "People are walking by…do you like the thought they can see?"

"Yes. Can we move this along?"

"Oh, I think you forgot who is in charge. I'm going to take my time with you. And right when you think you can't take anymore, I'm going to fuck you."

"Wouldn't that be easier if I was naked?"

I sat down in my office chair and leaned back. "Yes. Do you want to strip for me, Mia?" She moved her hands from the desk and spun.

"We should lock the door."

"No, Mia, I want you to strip right now. If anyone walks in, they will know you are mine, because the second you told my staff you were my girlfriend, you made our relationship official and there is no going back. Now I would like to watch my girlfriend strip for me."

She captured her lower lip between her teeth as she slowly dragged her T-shirt up her torso. Scars covered her milky white skin, but they didn't turn me off, only made realize how much she went through, and I would spend my time making sure she understood she was the only person in the world.

Her nipples poked through her red lace bra. She spun so her ass was toward me and worked her pants down her legs, giving me a perfect view of her slightly pink cheeks and matching G-string.

"Hands back on the desk."

"But I'm not done."

My hand came down on her ass and she leaned forward giving me total access. I'd wanted to swipe my tongue through her folds for over a month. I rolled my chair forward placed a hand on each of her hips and pressed my nose to her sex. God, she smelt delicious.

"Did you just sniff me?" Mia shifted, but I kept her right where I wanted.

"Yes, and I plan to do way more." I ran my finger along the red lace and moved her panties to the side. She was dripping with want. My thumb slid through her wet folds and circled her clit. The moan that escaped her mouth was full of lust. "This clit is so needy. I'm going to put sparkly red jeweled clamps on your nipples this weekend."

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