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Brynn stared me down, but eventually blew out a breath and nodded. “That’s fair,” she said, before nodding to the staff. “You’ve all been doing amazing work. Why don’t you talk among yourselves and figure out who you’d like to take lead on an alternative point of view for another presentation option, and get back to us?”

There was a collection of nods around the table.

“Okay,” I took over. “You’re free to go.”

The room filed out until it was just me and Brynn left. She backed away from the table, standing to fold her arms over her chest and planted me with a look that screamed trouble.

“Don’t look at me like that,” I said.

She pursed her lips. “You couldn’t have brought that up outside of a staff meeting? Discussed it with me first?”

I shrugged, giving her my most apologetic smile. “I honestly didn’t think it would be something you’d disagree with. And weren’t you the one saying I shouldn’t treat you any differently just because…”

Her eyebrows raised. “Because what?”

I smirked, letting my eyes trail the length of her body. She looked stunning in her skirt and blouse outfit, the fabric hugging her curves in all the spots I wanted to strip her down and worship her.

“Oh,” she said, a flush raking her cheeks.

She headed over to the door, and just as I was about to tell her not to leave angry with me, she shocked the hell out of me and flipped the lock. She made sure to swish her hips in an irresistible way as she spanned the distance between us, placing her hands on the arms of the office chair I sat in at the opposite side of the conference table.

“You mean because we’re dating now?” she asked, her voice a whisper even though she very well knew the answer.

“Yes,” I said, holding her gaze as she leaned over me, smoothing her hands over my chest. “Brynn,” I said, drawing out her name. “What are you doing?”

She bit her bottom lip, her hands roaming lower.

“Punishing you,” she said, shocking the hell out of me as her fingers went for my belt.

“Brynn,” I said, half chiding and half excited.

She arched a brow at me, undoing my belt and zipper, her cool hand wrapping around my cock before I could say another word.

“Fuck,” I hissed. “How is this a punishment? And why am I in trouble when I did exactly what you told me to do?”

She seemed to consider, then shrugged, squeezing me tighter as she pumped me up and down. “You just are,” she said. “And the punishment part is this…”

Brynn dropped down to her knees, shifting between my thighs in the sexiest move I’d ever seen in my entire life. She dipped her head down, flicking her tongue over the head of my dick. I jerked in my seat, the sensation sending a lick of fire straight down my spine. She grinned a winner’s smile, then did it again.

“Brynn,” I groaned, and she fisted my cock, backing away just an inch.

“You have to be quiet, Mr. Rutherford,” she said. “That’s your punishment. To feel my wet, hot mouth wrapped around you and not be able to make a sound.”

Jesus Christ, this woman. She was—

“Fuck,” I whisper-hissed as she took me into her mouth without preamble.

I leaned back in the seat, clenching my eyes shut as bobbed up and down on my dick, her mouth like warm silk as she swirled her tongue along my shaft before sucking on my head hard enough to make me see stars.

“To be fair,” she said, pulling out so she could speak. “I’ve been thinking about this all morning.”

“God,” I groaned. “You’re going to be the end of me.”

She smirked, holding my gaze as she took me in her mouth again, stroking me up and down while lapping and sucking, bobbing up and down so quickly I could hardly contain a groan.

“Brynn,” I whispered her name in a warning, my entire body clenching from the way she was devouring me. I had seconds. Fucking seconds before I came. “Baby, I’m going to come.”

She sucked me harder.

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