Page 13 of Scandalous Secrets

“Well, I don’t,” she said, chewing on the inside of her cheek.

This surprised me. She seemed so confident at the bar. She was the one who invited me to leave with her. Now I found out this was all foreign territory for her. A part of me felt relief, because thinking of her with someone else made my jealousy turn its ugly head. She was doing wonders for my ego telling me I was her first.

“I’m not sure what came over me,” she said softly, looking down at the ground.

“Whatever it was, I’m glad it did.”

“And then this morning I woke up in your bed and panicked. I didn’t want to be late for work.”

“And then you found yourself here…” I looked around my office and back to her.

“You were the last person I expected to meet today,” she admitted, biting her lip nervously.

My eyes fell to her fleshy pout and I licked my lips with desire. Did she know how fucking sexy she was? Did she know what that did to me? I showed her last night up against the window, putting on a show for the whole city to see. I swore I could still feel her trembling around me as I released into her. My cock throbbed slightly.

She caught me staring and released her lip from her teeth’s grasp. Her cheeks turned a rosy shade of pink. She remembered.

“What do we do now?” she asked.

“Well, I think it’s best we pretend last night didn’t happen.”

“Agreed.” She nodded.

I was a little disappointed by how quickly she agreed to that, but it was for the best. Even though I wasn’t sure how I was going to pretend nothing happened when I knew how good it felt inside her. I wasn’t going to forget that anytime soon, especially when she was dangled in front of me like a goddamn carrot. But I didn’t want to risk losing my firm with my father annoyingly micromanaging me. Plus, Kathy would sense something was up. It already seemed like she did.

“Glad we’re on the same page,” I said, wondering if we actually were.

“So, what would you like me to do for you?” she asked, sitting up a little straighter as if to show she meant business.

But the words brought me back to last night at the edge of my bed when she asked those same words on her knees. I hadn’t expected to go again so quickly after our romp against the window, but after lying breathless on the hardwood floor for a few quiet moments, our mouths found each other again and we stumbled to the bedroom. She was hard to resist.

Especially when she took control. She had shoved me on the bed and looked at me with eyes that whispered with an intimacy all the things she wanted to do to me. So I let her. I let her slide those luscious lips down my length, shivering as I felt her tongue run against the underside. She took me all in as I gripped the sheets until my knuckles turned white, her eyes never leaving mine.

How the hell was I going to get that image out of my head?

“Um, I don’t have anything I need right now,” I said, internally shaking my head free of the memory of her mouth around me.

I did need something, but it was something I couldn’t have. If I kept thinking about it, there was no stopping me from shoving all of this paperwork off of my desk and pulling her on top of it.

“Are you sure?” she asked.

I nodded as I adjusted uncomfortably in my seat, my erection standing tall under the cover of my desk.

“I actually have an afternoon meeting,” I lied, “So you’re free to go. It’s nearly five anyway.”

I needed her out of my office so I could sort myself out.

She nodded and stood from her seat. She waited for a moment as if waiting for me to stand too. I wished I could to shake her hand, but that would be impossible in my current state. I just gave her an awkward single nod and watched as she turned toward the door, my eyes immediately dropping to her backside. I couldn’t help it. It looked even more luscious in the cream fabric of her well-fitted skirt.

When she shut the door gently behind her, I let out a deep breath. I had to get it together. We would be working together for the unforeseeable future. I couldn’t let my arousal get in the way of our business relationship.

There was a knock at my door and I wondered if she had forgotten something. Or if she was back for round three.

“Come in,” I said with too much eagerness.

My hopes deflated as Kathy popped her head in.

“How did it go?” she asked.

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