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“Turn around sweetheart,” he murmured, leaning in to nuzzle my small baby bump. “I asked you to come in a few minutes early so that I could open you properly.”

I nodded, turning toward the desk.

Linden dragged his fingers along my waistband, then loosened my belt. His fingertips teased my growing bulge, up and down the seam of my fly until I was shivering, then he unbuttoned and unzipped my trousers.

“So sexy,” he growled as he drew my pants and underwear down, allowing my cock to spring free and for him to have unrestricted access to my ass. “I’ve been thinking about this gorgeous ass of yours all day.”

I whimpered, ready for whatever he planned.

A hand at the small of my back, and I leaned on the desk. His chair creaked, then the scratch of his stubble along my asscheek.

“Just enjoy yourself while I get you ready.” Then he parted my cheeks with both hands and drew his tongue across my hole.

I bit my lip to keep from shouting in pleasure. While we all knew that Micah likely realized what was going on, it was one thing to suspect and another to hear the bosses getting it on.

“That’s it,” Linden purred, then licked my rim again. “Don’t want others to hear.”

I trembled as he licked and sucked my entrance, occasionally pressing his tongue inside to stretch me open.

“Delicious,” he praised whenever he came up for air. “I could eat your slick for days.”

I whimpered, rocking against his face as embarrassment was replaced with desire.

Two fingers joined his tongue inside, pressing against my sweet spot, and I couldn’t hold back. I came, whimpering and moaning as I pressed my fist to my mouth.

Linden licked for several more seconds, then held my hips as he eased me back from the desk, and right onto his waiting cock.

My nerves sang as I was filled.

“Mmm,” he murmured, kissing behind my ear. “Hot, tight, and sexy, just how I wanted it. You ok, sweetheart?”

I nodded, relaxing against him.

“Good, because it’s about time for the phone meeting to start.”

I stiffened, having forgotten the reason I’d come to his office in the first place.

He chuckled and dragged his teeth across the shell of my ear. “You’ve got this. It’s like any other meeting. Take minutes, and don’t let him suspect you’ve got my cock in your ass. When we’re done I’ll give you that knot I promised.”

I moaned, the thought of a knot forcing any other concerns from my mind.

“You’ve got this,” he said and reached over to thumb on the voice recorder. “I know you can do it.”

I was debating whether going through with it was a good idea when the phone rang.

“Alan! You’re on speakerphone,” Linden said as if he wasn’t balls deep inside me. “How’s the weather out in Harris Cove?”

“Good,” the man on the other end responded. “A little chilly, but probably warmer than where you are.”

Linden chuckled, the vibrations running through his cock and making me shiver. “It snowed here last week.”

“Nothing like that here.”

“We’ll have to meet in person once this new arm to your incubator gets off the ground—spend some time near the ocean.”

“David and I would be honored to have you.”

“We’ll put it on the list.” Linden shifted slightly and cleared his throat. “Ok. My assistant Ryan is here to take minutes. If I recall, we had two primary topics on today's agenda: clearing a path for our interns to learn in the field by pairing with startups needing IT consulting, and discussing our contribution to your new tech division. Is that what you have as well?”