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It mustn’t be a workday as she’s wearing a white halter dress that sits mid-thigh. My gaze falls toward her feet, admiring the tan sandals she wears and her long, lean legs. But slowly, they drag up until our eyes meet, my own burning with curiosity.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?” I ask, crossing my arms with a wide smirk.
She pretends to come off annoyed, but there’s always something behind her quiet exterior which remains a mystery.
“Turns out you do have something I want,” she says with her emerald eyes fixated on me.
My head cocks to the side. “And exactly what’s that?”
She moves slowly toward my desk, placing her hands on the desktop. Quietly, she scans the area, which only has a few papers since I prefer to have things in order.
“I need part two,” she states, pulling back with a frustrated sigh.
“I see.” The manuscript is inside my drawer to keep it confidential from prying eyes. I pull the top drawer out, retrieve it, then place it on my desk. “I thought Miss Edwards didn’t do romance?”
“It’s not just about the romance,” she mumbles.
“Oh?” I question, moving closer to her. “What else about the story is it you enjoy?”
My eyes are drawn to the goosebumps forming across her delicate skin. The room is quiet aside from the humming sound of the AC running.
But, as I listen attentively, the soft breaths escaping her lips are like music to my ears. She’s nervous, maybe even anxious like prey being watched by the hunter.
“The power,” she responds with sudden confidence.
I pause momentarily, tilting my head again with slight confusion. “The power?”
Her back is still facing me, yet I step closer, trapping her body where she stands. Slowly, I brush my finger against her exposed shoulder and move her hair to observe her skin better.
“The author makes us believe the male protagonist insists on tasting her at his command.” Her reflection in the window shows me her eyes are closed as she speaks. The blood pumps hard throughout me, but the focus is on my hard cock, which I press against her ass without even thinking. “But it is she who holds power.”
“So, tell me, Miss Edwards,” I whisper against her ear, pressing harder, waiting for her to tell me to stop. “Who has the power now?”
“Me,” she murmurs.
“Is that so?”
Addison moves her hand on top of mine, then gradually turns her body, so our eyes meet. Her stare is full of lust, and fire burns in her eyes while she bites her lip so teasingly.
“I know, you want to taste me. Actually, I’m sure begging isn’t off the agenda,” she says, still focused on my unwavering gaze. “But perhaps we can come to some sort of an agreement.”
A smirk plays on my lips. “An agreement?”
“Neither one of us is looking for commitment. So, I propose a one-time thing.”
My hand trails her cheekbone and slides down her neck, finding itself flat against the middle of her exposed chest. Just one move to the left or right, and I’ll have her in my hands. Her perfect tits are calling out to me, but I play it safe for now and glide my hand down to rest on her thigh.
“And what happens during this one-time thing?”
It’s Addison’s turn to touch me, running her index finger along my bottom lip. Unknowingly, she bites her bottom lip again.
“I want you to taste me.”
I’m done waiting, slamming my lips onto hers with a feverish passion. She tastes so fucking perfect, like strawberries mixed with honey. My tongue battles with hers as she moans into our kiss, but then she pulls away out of breath.
Her emerald eyes anchor mine, leaving my heart to beat erratically from just one fucking kiss.
“I didn’t mean my mouth.” She breathes steadily while reaching for my hand and sliding it between her thighs. “I meant here.”
