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“Hey Eddie,” I said.
He spun around and looked genuinely pleased to see me. “Hi Carla, good to see you.”
“You too!”
“Ed’s just leaving,” The Russian said.
Eddie looked surprised. “Am I?” he glanced from me to The Russian. “Ah, yes, I am just leaving ... got to go get some lunch ... I’ll be back in ...?” he hesitated.
“Thirty minutes,” The Russian said, and I giggled at the two men.
“That’s right,” Ed said, grabbing his keys and wallet. “The usual?” he asked The Russian.
“Thanks,” The Russian answered.
“Anything for you Carla?” he asked. So polite.
“Thank you, Eddie, but I’ve got to get back to work,” I said.
“Yeah, so go,” The Russian said, and pushed Eddie out the door. I could hear Eddie chuckling as The Russian closed and locked the door. He moved to the stereo and I thought he was going to turn it off, but he turned it up. “Thin walls,” he said and leaned against the door, pulling me against him.
“Hello Brooker,” he said, smiling down at me.
I grinned back at him. “Hello Russian.” I took in his handsome attire: work dress pants and open shirt, a tie hung over his chair. He was checking out my outfit at the same time: a black pencil skirt and fitted white blouse, along with reasonably high heel black court shoes.
“Don’t you look sexy and all corporate,” he said.
“That’s me, the sexy corporate journalist,” I teased him, “able to drill down to get a story.” I brushed my hand right down his front as I said it and I swear he stiffened the whole way.
He leaned down and kissed me, slowly then hungrily, and I wrapped my arms around him to steady myself.
“I’ve missed you,” he groaned. God I loved how open he was with his emotions. I’d never had that, and never for one moment expected it with The Russian.
“I’ve missed you more,” I promised him. “I’ve had to take matters into my own hands so many times this week.”
He grinned and shook his head. “Brooker, isn’t that a sin? Will you need to say four Hail Mary’s for that?”
Before I could reply he began to unbutton my shirt, revealing my white lace bra. I looked around quickly.
“Russian, we’re in the office,” I said, alarmed while looking at the window and all the camera and security equipment in the room.
“We are indeed. The security cameras are not on in here, the window is frosted, the door locked.” He rubbed his thumbs over the lace covering my nipples and they hardened instantly as I drew a sharp breath and tried not to moan too loud. There was a sharp knock on the door and I jumped.
“Ignore it,” he said.
“Russian, are you there?” A voice boomed. I recognized it as Captain Fantastic.
“He’ll go away,” The Russian said, and pulling down the lace, he started sucking on my nipple right then and there. I was torn; terrified that Lucas could get in and distracted by The Russian’s lips tugging me and the scent of his hair and cologne.
“Russian?” Lucas said again, tapping on the door.
The Russian stopped, pulled away from me and sighed. “I’m not here,” he called out in exasperation and I heard Lucas laugh.
“Okay, come and see me when Carla leaves.” I heard him stride off and I pulled my shirt around me, mortified.
“What?” The Russian asked, “he can see me anytime, and don’t worry, no one is seeing this part of you except me,” he said, resuming his touch of my breasts. “I’ve never had sex in my office,” he added.
“Really?” I asked. Now he had my interest, this could be a first and I had a thing for milestones. If it was memorable, The Russian would think about this whenever he walked into his office ... at least for a while. Suddenly I was inspired; I moved my hand back down to his crotch and rubbed him gently. He already had a sizeable, hard bulge there, so I undid his belt, his suit pants button and pulled the zip down. His breathing was matching mine now and the only reason I hadn’t fallen over from the attention he was showing my nipples was because I was distracted working him out of his pants.
