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I had thought the document would be quick, but it had taken me an hour to get everything ready before I could send it off. When I was finally done, I saved a copy of the document and sent a copy to Brent before sending it to the client.
When I stood, I stretched after sitting hunched over for so long. I glanced at Brent’s door and walked to the kitchenette first to get him a coffee.
I knocked on his door with the coffee in hand, and he called me in.
“Lock the door,” he said without looking up at me. I frowned. Brent had never asked me to lock the door before. His voice was deep when he said it, too. I shivered. I did as I was told and walked to Brent’s desk, placing the coffee in front of him. His eyes flicked to the coffee before he looked up at me.
“Sit down, Rena,” he said. He had a quiet command about him. Brent wasn’t one to shout as a rule, but this calm was different than what I had seen before. What could be happening? I had no idea what to expect. A locked door could mean that he wanted something from me, but I was too scared to hope for that. He hadn’t even looked at me since I’d walked in. For him to have decided that he wanted me now was crazy.
It had to be something else. Did I have to be worried?
Brent finally looked at me, his expression impossible to read. His eyes were cornflower blue and his gaze hot on my skin. I swallowed hard. This wasn’t the man I worked for. Brent very rarely made eye contact with me. He certainly never stared at me like this. The intensity was hot, and I wanted more. I wanted him to take me.
Again, I stopped myself from thinking about that. I couldn’t be disappointed again. But with the way he looked at me now, maybe I wouldn’t be.
Maybe.
Chapter 4
Brent
Rena was on my bed, spread-eagled, naked and bare. I had tied a red tie around her eyes, and she was ready for me, glistening wet and her body flushed. I crawled between her legs and closed my mouth over her pussy, sucking on her. She moaned and pushed her hands into my hair. My dick strained against my boxers. I was so hard for her. I wanted to take her the moment she orgasmed.
When she opened her mouth to moan again, a beeping sound emanated from her throat instead. I frowned and snapped out of the dream, reaching to the nightstand to kill the alarm. Dammit.
When I climbed out of bed to walk to the bathroom, I realized I had a sticky wet patch in my boxers; I had come in my pants dreaming about taking Rena. I’d had a wet dream about my secretary. What she had done yesterday and what Joe had told me had played on my mind all night long. I had dirty thoughts about her, fantasized about her body, and imagined all sorts of dirty things I was going to do her. I had fantasized about it so much I was starting to dream about fucking her.
It made me want to take this to the next level and make it a reality.
I took a cold shower, hoping it would help calm me down. It didn’t. I dressed for work around the perpetual erection I had in my pants and headed out to the office with my blazer on, buttoned to hide what was going on downstairs.
When I arrived at the office, Rena wasn’t as dressed up as she was yesterday, but she was still drop-dead gorgeous. She wore gray dress-suit pants and a matching blazer. Her red blouse wasn’t nearly as low as her blouse had been yesterday, but it still traced her tits. She was red-hot.
I had noticed her from the start, but now that she’d opened that door, dressing the way she had yesterday, I couldn’t get her off my mind. Yesterday, when Joe had asked me what I would do about Rena offering herself to me, my reaction had been to do nothing. It wasn’t right to follow through.
But I couldn’t stop thinking about her.
I didn’t usually mix business and pleasure, but if Rena wanted to play, I would play. I worked hard, and I played hard. I fucked hard. I wasn’t sure she was as ready for me as I was for her. Seducing was one thing. Following through was another.
Rena was young and inexperienced. I had a lifetime of fucking behind me. I had been with countless women, from escorts and call girls to one-night stands and hot dates that turned into more. The only thing I didn’t do was date. I had tried that once before, and that had ended badly. Gina had caught me with her cute attitude, making me feel like a hero for being with her. But she’d turned out to be a total bitch, only after my money. When I’d realized it and kicked her out, she’d acted like I had been the one to ruin her life, not the other way around.
