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Chapter Ten

Archer

When I walk into my brother’s office for our pre-scheduled meeting, I’m not surprised to see Bennet already in there. The most highly-strung and stressed one of the three of us, I knew he’d be there in his stupid three-piece suit. Admittedly, I am late. Always am.

But what fucking blows me sideways when I walk in is seeing some office receptionist chick bent over the desk with her skirt hiked up and her panties removed.

“Such a fucking cliché to fuck your secretary,” I drawl, unamused. Have to admit, her ass is red raw and sexy as fuck, though. It’s perfectly rounded, high and pert as fuck. Legs look good too - long and shapely. Wouldn’t have minded taking a spin on that myself.

“Fuck you!” the chick spits with venom.

“I’d say you’ve already got your hands full,” I tease. “Or should I say your holes full?”

It’s crass and crude, but I don’t give a shit. This chick can’t be important if my brothers didn’t bother to lock the door to keep me out. I want in.

“I meant, I’m a fucking personal assistant, not a fucking secretary, you dick!”

Her indignant brag has me laughing. This one could be entertaining.

I enter the office, closing but not locking the door behind me, and make my way over towards the desk. Bennet is standing behind the chick, holding her down on the desk. Cole is sitting in his chair, regarding the situation with mirth. The room smells of sex - her sex - and it’s fucking delicious.

It’s only when I step around the desk to see who the sparky chick with so much attitude is that my eyes blaze and my cock twitches. Her. Rhylie fucking Hall.

Receptionist, but newly promoted to PA by my brothers and me, in a desperate bid to get closer to her. My brothers and I might fight about a lot of things, but the one thing we all agreed on was how much we wanted to fuck this chick. And ensuring she works closely with us every day seemed to be the easiest solution to get to that goal.

Only, clearly, I was behind in the running.

Stupid fucking overseas business trips. How much fun must I have been missing out on in the last six days?

“Sweet of you to keep her here, ready and waiting for me,” I growl.

Her eyes flash, but I can’t tell if it’s with defiance or arousal.

“Fuck you,” she barks, and I laugh.

Guess I’ve got my answer there.

“No, I’ll be fucking you, pet,” I promise.

“Actually, you won’t,” Bennet cuts in. “Rhylie has been punished.”

“And you let her cum?” I ask, astonished.

“She came without permission,” Cole informs me.

“Oh, pet,” I reach out to stroke the side of her face with my inked fingers and her eyelids flutter closed as she leans into my touch, “you’re in so much trouble.”

“Please,” she whispers submissively.

When her eyes open, they’re wide and pleading.

“Please fuck me.”

“Soon, pet,” I promise. “Bennet, let her up.”

He immediately does, smoothing her skirt back down her hips, brushing a hand over the curve of her ass and gripping her hips for a moment while she readjusts to being upright.

“You’ll accompany us to the company Gala tonight,” I tell her. “Wear formal-wear. Red. A limo will pick you up at seven and we will meet you there.”

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