Page 46 of Devious Temptation
As she grumbles incoherently around a mouthful of granola, she stomps into my office and answers the call ringing through. I close the door behind me as Cameron’s voice comes over the speaker.
While he talks about numbers and projections for next quarter, I stare at my computer screen and try to focus on anything other than Lucy’s jealousy when she was talking to Molly.
I’m givingmyselfdamn whiplash. One moment, I’m amenable to staying away from her, and the next, I want her more than I’ve wanted anyone in my entire life.
Either fucking take her like you want to, or stop leading her on and let her live her damn life.
I know I’m being selfish by giving her hope and thentaking it away all within a few seconds. My heart and head are at war with each other. All the bloody shrapnel flying from my eyes and mouth in the form of heated glances and things I shouldn’t be saying to her.
My eyes drift to her as she reaches over and mutes our side of the line before pulling her skirt a little higher and slapping the skin of her right thigh roughly.
Every part of my body freezes except my cock. He jumps at attention like an eager puppy, watching its master prep a treat for him.
She does it again, turning her skin bright pink. Little sounds escape between her parted lips—something between a moan and an exasperated sigh. I want to hear her make those sounds when she’s naked and quivering beneath me, moments from begging me to fuck her.
Would she let me strike her flesh in the throes of passion? Would she allow me to sensually assault other parts of her body purely for the pleasure of watching her writhe under my control?
Images of her spread out, baring herself to me before I sink my cock into her warm center. Hair fanned over my sheets, every limb tied to a bedpost, her wet?—
“Lawson!” A snap of fingers in front of my face yanks me out of my daydream. Shaking my head clear of my thoughts, I realize the object of my fantasies is staring at me with a concerned look. “Did you hear anything he just said?”
Not a damn word, rainbow. I was too busy thinking about what your reddened skin would look like painted with my cum.
I hit the receiver's mute button before discreetly rearranging myself. “Sorry, Cam. Can you repeat that?”
Lucy is still itching her skin, where several hives have begun to bubble up. Alarm rises in my chest, but when she notices I’m staring at her with worry, she shakes her head and mouths,It’s nothing.
By the time I’m off the call with Cameron, Lucy’s skin has evened out, and the hives are disappearing from her thigh completely. “What was that all about?”
She sighs, smoothing the emerald fabric back down. “It’s just something I’ve had for the last year. It only pops up when I eat certain foods.” She lifts the wrapper of her granola bar and inspects the content label. “I was looking at the ingredients when Molly started talking about… Never mind.”
“Lucy,” I call her name to stop her from leaving. Opening my desk drawer, I pull out a white envelope, sliding it across the desk with a knowing look. “I did happen to get something for everyone on the committee. Yours might be a little more than everyone else’s, though, so don’t tell anyone.”
Throwing her a wink, I hold her gaze as she reaches for the gift card. Silently, she slides the envelope back toward me without looking at it, a delicate copper brow arching toward her hairline. The corner of her raspberry-painted lips turns up as she leans over my desk, the top of her dress dipping low to reveal black lace that has my cock tightening all over again.
Her tone is throaty as she whispers, “Thank you, but no thank you. I don’t need presents,sir.I’m more into praise.”
The little tease straightens up and turns on her heels,strutting out of my office without another word and leaving me with a whirlwind of emotions.
As she sits at her desk, I adjust my cock again. I grab my phone, not allowing myself to think too long about what I’m about to do. Shooting off a text, I watch her pick up her phone, and I can see her cheeks turn pink all the way from here.
Lawson
You did a good job, rainbow. You’re such a good girl.
Lucy’s eyes meet mine through the doorway, and the heat in them is palpable as she licks her lips.
I am well and truly fucked.
Seventeen
@lucybradee:Roller skates, fanny packs, and glow sticks, oh my! #companymorale
I huff an amused laugh at the photo Lucy recently uploaded on Iconic. Apparently, there’s a way to make a private folder that no one can see without a password—which she left on my desk along with a note that said:
In case you get bored and want to see what you’re missing out on.
Missing out, indeed.
