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He crossed the room and moved aside the chair, clearing a space for her to rest her palms.
“Good morning, Mr. Donovan.”
“Ms. Lane.” He folded his arms across his chest.
Following orders, Kelsey stood and walked around to his side of the desk.
He’d positioned himself so that she had to work her way in front of him, close enough that her bottom brushed him.
Mouth dry, she placed her palms on the desk and bent over, legs spread. She remembered last night, the way he’d pressed himself against her, making the plug feel as if it were seated even deeper.
This man had an endless number of ways to make her needy.
He leaned forward, pushing her against the desk.
God, he smelled good. Fresh, like spring.
His fingers caressed her thighs as he captured the hem of her skirt and drew it up past the flare of her hips, tucking it into her waistband.
He stroked her skin, and she instinctively tightened her pussy.
Nathan put his left hand on her left hipbone and trailed his right over her butt cheek, before touching the base of the ridiculously large plug.
He found, tugged on it, twisted it, making it move and her writhe.
“You please me,” he said softly, into her ear, sending shock waves of arousal through her. “Very, very much.”
Her pussy all but dripped, and she was hungry for him.
Feeling like the fuck slut he called her, she gyrated her hips, trying to get him to touch her.
“I want you desperate by tomorrow.”
“I’m desperate now, Sir.” Her clit ached, and her whole body seemed on fire.
“Tomorrow, sub,” he returned, removing his hand and sliding her skirt back into place.
Her breath and pulse both out of control, she looked at him.
His features were unreadable, but his tone had been serious.
“What?”
“No orgasm until tomorrow. And that includes masturbating.”
Kelsey couldn’t believe he’d left her unfulfilled, crawling out of her mind. Through his shirtsleeve, she noticed a glow from his watch. “What’s that?”
He followed her gaze.
With very precise movements, he angled his wrist then swiped away the thundering heart icon that hovered above the screen.
“Looks as if the software upgrade worked,” she said. “The color is more vibrant than it was a couple of days ago.”
“More glitchy.”
“Look, Mr. Donovan…” She lifted onto the balls of her feet then scooted back to sit on the edge of the desk. Then, more daring than she’d ever been, she reached for his cock. He was fully erect.
She stroked him.
“You’re playing a dangerous game,” he warned, putting his hand over hers.
“I want you just as ready,” she countered. Though he’d managed to prevent her hand from moving, she was still able to squeeze him. “Just as needy.”
Heat banked in his gorgeous green eyes. And the heart icon flared to life.
He leaned toward her, and she gently bit his lower lip before licking away the hurt.
“Ms. Lane—”
In her entire life, she’d never initiated a kiss, but she did now.
Within moments, he seized control, devouring her. She realized that it hadn’t been a smart move. His dominant instincts were powerful and he possessed her so completely that she was hungrier for him than she had been a few minutes ago.
Knowing she couldn’t take much more, she pulled away.
“Be assured,” he informed her, “the only thought in my brain right now is putting my dick in you. I will make sure the wait is worth it. For both of us.” He released his grip on her hand and took a step back.
She crossed her arms and rested her fingers on her shoulders.
“Tell me one of those cups is for me?” He used his thumbs to tuck her hair behind her ears.
“You know it is.” Kelsey realized how quickly they’d fallen into a routine, and they were starting to know each other’s habits.
She unfolded her arms and turned slightly to pick up his cup.
He accepted it then raised an eyebrow when he saw the writing beneath the lid. “Boss?”
“Marvin did that.”
“What’s on the list for discussion?”
Lara’s phone call flitted through her mind. Again she wondered whether or not she should mention it to him.
Instead, she moved away from him and went to unlock the door while he took a seat in front of her desk like he did every time they updated each other on events.
“The going-away party for Mr. Newman is scheduled for November thirtieth,” she said when she was seated behind her desk. “I’m planning to send a company-wide memo about it this afternoon. I went ahead and ordered him an award for Best Boss Ever.”
He winced.
“We’ll be holding the party at an events center not far from here. I’ve got a budget from Zoe McBride for the event. And she said to take it up with Sofia if you have a stick up your ass.”
