“Maybe… maybe if I dropped to my knees for you, sir…”
“Maybe,” he said, pushing himself against her.
“Such a shame your office is glass,” she said, running the tie through her hands over and over.“We wouldn’t want the world to see the power I have over their alpha.”
Without breaking eye contact, he pressed a button on his watch.“Now we’re all alone.”
Glancing left to right, the wall she was leaning on was no longer transparent.It was black.Completely opaque.
“Impressive,” she said.
“Dyce glass.”
“Mmm, resourceful man that Zane Dyce,” she said, pulling on his tie until his mouth was just a whisper from hers.“Are you calling my bluff, Mr.Rourke?”
“Was it a bluff?”
Withholding her smile, her fingers drifted from his tie to loosen his belt.“You’ll help me whether or not I do this,” she whispered, wrapping her fingers around his cock.“You’re playing the big, bad, exploitative boss.”
Laying his hands flat on the glass, his lips came even closer.“Are you calling my bluff, Ms.Radley?”
She brushed her lips over his.Not kissing him, but not not kissing him either.“I love role play, Mr.Rourke,” she whispered and sank down to take him into her mouth.
His sharp inhale fired her satisfaction.Yes, he got to pretend he had power over her, but it was only pretend.Right then anyway.With him deep in her throat, her hand tight around his shaft, chasing her lips, no one had more power over him than her.
Moaning her own pleasure shook him in her mouth.Closing her eyes in a long blink, the moment they opened, she found his gaze.With gritted teeth, his splayed fingers drove through her hair, pulling tight, his grip steering her with increasing urgency.Oh, he wanted her, needed her right then.She didn’t mind him losing control.The mask of teasing indifference was difficult to maintain when he wanted what she offered so bad.
“Shit, Roux,” he hissed.
Sucking hard, she dipped in and retreated, pulling back until her lips were only on his tip.“Something wrong, Mr.Rourke?”
“Yeah, you’re talking,” he growled.“Open.”
And with a broad, satisfied smile, she did exactly that, and he fed himself into her throat.God, it turned her on.Had blowing a guy ever felt so good?The mechanical suck and retreat, the licking and kissing and humming, it was all practiced, acts she’d done before.But it had never given her such raw gratification.This man.Her friend.Was at his weakest right there.He couldn’t stop his fist from tightening in her hair or his eyes rolling back as he clenched his jaw.
Fuck, she was horny.Yet, she didn’t want him in her pussy.She wanted him to come right there, in her mouth, in her throat, any way he wanted to.Her pleasure came from his.Their boundaries were gone, their friendship consummated in every way it could be.
“Roux,” he barked and surged in deep, coating her throat with the seed she swallowed down.
Perfect, just perfect.Her smile rose as she did.“I’m picking the movie tonight.”Tucking him back into his pants, she was careful about putting him all back together.“I want sushi for dinner.”Because he’d deprived her of raiding the sushi bar at his party.“And you’ll help us recruit every person on the list.”
The tablet was on the floor next to them.He must’ve dropped it, maybe it was busted, she hadn’t even heard it hit the ground.
“Fine.No problem and… no, I won’t.”
He sauntered away to the desk as she scooped up the tablet.“You better be joking,” she exclaimed, storming to the desk.“I just—”
“Trust me, Radley,” he said, descending into his chair with a satisfied exhale.“Work smart, not hard.You want the people on that list?”He smiled.“There’s only one person you need.One person who can deliver them and many, many more.”
“One?Who?”
“Trust me, Babycakes.Prepare to wow, and I’ll deliver the candidate.”
Did she believe him?He had to know what he was doing, wasn’t that what she’d told herself not long ago?Okay.They would prep.But Xavien Rourke better be right.
FIFTEEN
LEON CORNISH SHOVED into their conference room.“Are you ready?”
