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“A project manager? For what?”
“Getting Phoebe acclimated, and her routine established. You know, feeding her, letting her out during the day until I get her doggie door installed, and maybe taking her for a walk in the afternoon.”
“So, you want a dog sitter…”
“No, it’s much more than that. I also need someone to interview potential dog walkers and to be the liaison with the contractor when he installs the doggie door.”
“I’m confused. I already told you that I’d help you out with her. Why are you trying to attach some silly title to it?”
“It’s not silly. I need much more than just a little help. This all happened so fast. When I left work Friday, I had no intention of adopting a dog before I returned to the office this morning. I’m going to need help at least all week—maybe even longer. And again tomorrow morning, so it’d make more sense if you just stayed here. I understand I’m asking a lot, so I want to pay you for your time.”
“I’m not taking your money, Liam.”
“I insist, baby. It’s only right. I’m taking you away from your job.”
She took her time wiping the counters as she contemplated what he was asking. Staying at his place would provide her with a perfect place to hide out for a while.
“Tell you what… I’ll do it, and you can pay me.” She paused for dramatic effect. “In dinner and orgasms.”
He laughed out loud. “You drive a hard bargain, little bee.”
Their gazes met and his laughter faded; replaced with a look of lust in his eyes.
He stood and came around the island to where she was standing and methodically glided his hand along her hipbone, tracing the hem of the blue oxford along her thigh. He kept his eyes trained on her face as he skimmed his fingers under the material, stopping a hair’s width from her bare pussy. Utah had to consciously keep herself from tilting her hips against his hand. She was needy for his touch, and he knew it.
Her nipples stiffened when he leaned over to growl in her ear, “I’m happy to pay in advance.”
She swallowed hard and glanced down at the bulge growing in his athletic shorts.
“Don’t you have to go to work?”
“Yeah. But I have time to… make a deposit in your account.”
Her mouth hitched at his innuendo.
“Will it be a big deposit?”
With a wicked grin, he gripped her hips and lifted her onto the counter. Standing between her thighs, he ran his index finger down the seam of her pussy.
“I think you’ll find it satisfactory.”
Utah took a quick intake of breath when he smeared her juices on her clit and leisurely moved his finger in circles along it. The way he was taking his time led her to believe he wasn’t worried about leaving for work.
Still, she couldn’t help but whisper, “Aren’t you going to be late?”
“Don’t worry about that. I can be late; I’m the boss.” He increased the pressure as he rubbed her jewel faster. “The only thing you need to worry about is coming all over my cock.”
She leaned forward and breathed in his ear. “I can’t come all over your cock when it’s hiding in your shorts.”
Without waiting for a response, she slid her fingertips inside the waistband of his shorts and boxer briefs and tugged them to his thighs. Once his cock sprang free, she wrapped one hand around his rock-hard shaft and stroked him up and down.
“Fuuuuck, baby,” he moaned. Although to his credit, he maintained his rhythm thrumming her clit.
Guiding his tip to line up with her entrance, she impaled herself on his dick, then dropped back on her elbows and rested the balls of her feet on the granite countertop.
She knew she must look like a wanton porn star with the way she was perched on his counter. Yet, that only added to the eroticism of the moment. And frankly, she felt like a fucking porn star. Liam made her feel sexy, desired, and just a little bit naughty.
The countertop height, along with her splayed knees, provided him with the perfect alignment to fuck her deep, and he used it to his full advantage. He plunged in and out, making her cry out every time he hit that spot—the one she’d heard about but had never believed existed, since no man had ever bothered to try finding it before. Not until last night, anyway. As he fucked her right there in his kitchen, he managed to maintain a steady rhythm polishing her nub. His dirty talk pushed her ever closer to the orgasmic cliff she was teetering on.
