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“Mr. King.” I could almost see my most valuable employee with her jaw clenched as she’d said my name in a clipped tone. What’d pissed her off? I’d almost asked. She was normally unflappable. “That woman is here to see you.”
The only woman my normally stoic assistant referred to with a snarl was Kinsey St. Claire.
“Send her in.”
My shield went up as I converted my face to a bored expression after depressing the intercom button. Kinsey was a stunning woman and knew it. She was also forward, a bit brash, and incredibly annoying when she wanted to be.
“Don’t forget you have an appointment in ten minutes.” I was certain that was a subtle way my assistant let Kinsey know she didn’t have an appointment. I chuckled to myself, keeping my head down, and tried to finish reading the article I’d begun.
The door opened and closed. When I didn’t hear the click click of heels against the hardwood floor, I lowered the paper. The crinkling effect shattered the silence of the room.
Before me had to be an apparition. It felt more like a dream than reality. Still, my mask of indifference was the armor I needed.
She stalked toward me with her hair fanned over her shoulders against the neutral tan trench coat she wore.
Back to its normal color like woven threads of fire, it framed her lovely face. The vision had made me momentarily tongue-tied.
Only she looked like she wanted to cut my balls off, which was probably why my assistant sounded ticked. No doubt she’d informed Bailey that she couldn’t see me without an appointment.
My dick would have hardened at the idea of Bailey’s determination to get to me, if it wasn’t already like granite at the mere sight of her.
“You should be home resting,” I said, grateful my voice didn’t betray my need for her.
In fact, her steps stuttered and halted for a second at my apathy before she continued her pursuit.
“I’m tired of the cage.” She tried to sound mad, but it came off kind of cute. “Aren’t you happy to see me?” she asked, toying with the belt on her coat.
“Did you expect I’d change my mind?” I laughed like that was ludicrous and it was. I watched her face fall.
For all her bravado, Bailey didn’t have a mean bone in her body.
“You should go back home.” I watched as she processed that information.
I waited for her resolute mask to completely shatter. I waited in vain. Bailey had a trump card even I couldn’t have expected.
“I call bullshit,” she stated. A finger slid from her neck all the way to the belt of her coat. She undid it with the quickness of a professional. When the fabric parted, the fact she only wore a lacy bra and panties made it hard to swallow.
“Lass,” I said in a strangled voice. I followed the line of uncovered skin from the base of her neck to the curve of her breasts with unrevealed nipples. Even though I couldn’t see the rosy buds, I had enough pictures in my head to imagine them hard and begging for my mouth.
“You want me like I want you.” She sounded smug.
There were many things I could have said with my cock straining in the confines of my pants. There were truths I could impart as an honest man. But a vision of Bailey in my office practically naked left me without words.
She strolled forward, hips swaying as my dick tried to punch a hole through the fabric to get to her.
I let her roll my chair back as she stood before me. Instantly, I thought of my fantasy moments before her arrival which had me fucking her on my desk.
Curse words left my tongue, whatever language came to mind as she got to her knees.
“Fuck, lass.”
Every man had a breaking point and this was mine.
“Mr. Lancaster is here,” my assistant announced, breaking through the haze I’d found myself in.
Bailey’s hand was pulling on my zipper as I heard my assistant say, “You just can’t go in.”
There was no time for Bailey to stand and close her coat as the door to my office opened.
Her wide eyes said she understood the position we were in and started to back up under my desk. I rolled forward as a shield, lest the asshole come to the side of my desk.
“Charles,” I said.
“Jeremy.” He didn’t sound pleased to be here, not that I blamed him. “You’ve summoned me.”
“Arrgh,” I began and ended on a cough as Bailey had pulled my cock free and had her warm mouth covering the head.
“Are you okay?” Charles asked, sounding genuinely concerned.
“Yes, I’m fine. Thanks.”
I reached for Bailey, but she moved. I had to lean one arm on the desk so I wouldn’t look crazy as I moved in more to reach the minx.
