Page 11 of Dating the Boss

Brooklyn -

You’re going to see a different side of me—one I’ve kept hidden since the moment you came through my door eight months ago. Now that I’ve had my first taste of your lush lips, thoughts of what I want to do to you are all I can focus on. I want you with a need so deeply seated in my soul, the idea of touching you makes me feel like an impatient kid with presents to open.

I want to unwrap you, play with you, and devour you until you don’t know where you end and I begin.

I’d like to play before dinner tonight. If you’re game, take your present into the bathroom and then send me a message when you’re ready.

Only then will you know how often you cross my mind throughout the day.

Coulter

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I carry the bag into the bathroom and lock the door behind me. Pulling out the black box, I’m thrilled and slightly nervous to find a butterfly clit vibrator with straps, the remote control predictably missing. I had no idea Coulter had this side to him, and yet, I’m not completely surprised. He does everything with passion and has been utter perfection at everything he’s ever tackled. He’s the best of the best in business, so why wouldn’t he be the best of the best in other aspects of his life?

I can only imagine what being the object of his other desires will be like.

Well, I guess I don’t have to imagine—not anymore. I have nothing more to do than to put this on and see where the day takes me.

Minutes later, I’m hobbling my way back to my desk, feeling self-conscious, as if everyone knows what’s under my skirt.

There’s an instant message flashing impatiently on my desktop.

From Coulter: “Are you back?”

His door is still closed, so I giggle and reply. “Yes.”

“Are we going to play?”

“If you want to.” I reply, although I feel like only one of us is playing today. I might be wearing the butterfly, but I think this is his toy.

He responds by turning the vibrator on, causing me to bark out, “Oh shit.”

He sends me a smiling devil emoji followed by, “Shhhh. Camden’s about to walk out.”

Seconds later, Camden walks out, barely making eye contact as he walks past my desk. “Have a nice day, Brooklyn.”

I glance into Coulter’s office and then type him a message. “Did you tell him?”

“Of course not. This game is for us.”

Dave from Marketing comes around the corner with a grumpy frown on his face. To be fair, he wears a perpetual scowl, even when he has exciting news. This is why we don’t let him present to the board. “Is he available?”

I glance at the calendar and then at the time. “He has a meeting in twenty minutes, but I’m sure you can poke your head in.”

“Thanks.” Dave walks into his office at the same time Margot comes off the elevator with her phone in hand. I immediately minimize my instant messenger.

“Did you get an email from MatchMakers?” She chirps excitedly, perching on the edge of my desk. “They work so fast!”

“Uh, I haven’t checked yet.” I glance at Coulter as Dave walks out of his office. That was a fast meeting, and I hope not bad news.

“Of the twelve guys I checked yes on, all twelve also checked yes on me! And according to MatchMakers, another four said they were interested. Can you imagine? Sixteen of twenty want little old me! This was so much better than any of the dating apps, don’t you think?”

I shrug. “It wasn’t that bad.”

The mini vibrator between my legs buzzes, causing me to grip the edges of my desk. “Oh, God.”

“Are you okay?” Margot tilts her head, as if listening for something. “Do you hear that?”

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