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My eyes slip lower and I find that the belt of her robe has come undone the slightest bit. Rachel was holding it closed before, but as she pads around, it slips even more, revealing her smooth, pale throat, her collarbones, and a few inches of creamy cleavage. I shift uncomfortably in my seat, an erection straining against my pants. Does she know what she’s doing to me?
“I’m sorry,” she says suddenly, spinning around to look at me.
I blink. For a moment, I worry that she’s either just read my mind, or even worse, that I’ve spoken my thoughts out loud. “For what, sweetheart?”
She runs a hand through her long, damp hair, and looks at me with guilt in her eyes. “I really shouldn’t have won the contest. I wasn’t even supposed to be here.”
Oh really? I’m curious, but keep my expression smooth. I’m sure this angel has done nothing wrong, but I can’t resist having a little fun with her.
“What makes you say that?” I ask.
She bites her lip before stealing a glance at me from under those long lashes.
“My friend and I only came here for the free pizza. You know the other girl who looked just as surprised as me? We just wanted the free food.”
I try to keep from laughing out loud.
“So you were only here for the calories?”
She bites her lip and nods again, ashamed. “My friend and I are physical therapy students at the Wellness Atrium in Prescott. It’s an amazing school, but we’re not making any money, so when we heard about the wet t-shirt contest and the free pizza, we decided to swing by.” She glances away, embarrassed. “We told the bouncer we were here to compete, but honestly, we were just going to eat and run.”
“I see.” I cross my arms over my chest and give her a level stare, still shielding my mirth. “So you had no intention of competing in the contest.”
She shakes her head slowly, rubbing her toe into the carpet.
“No,” she says in a small voice. “I’m so sorry.”
“And in the meantime, how many slices of pizza did you have?”
She flushes, still unable to meet my eyes.
“Maybe two … or four, come to think about it.”
By now, I just want to laugh and pull that curvy form into my lap. The pizza is totally a non-issue and I don’t care if she ate two entire pies. But I play the bad cop a little longer because it’s fun.
“So do you think you deserve this check?” I ask while holding up the piece of paper. Her eyes widen and literally tear a bit.
“Probably not,” she whispers. “I mean, I didn’t really do anything except not wear a bra. But that’s because I didn’t really think we were going to compete.”
I nod, pretending to think.
“So what would it take for you to truly earn this thousand dollar prize then?”
Rachel shakes her head miserably, still staring at the carpet. “I don’t know, but I really need the money, Damon,” she whispers. “It’s not just food that we don’t have. It’s everything: tuition, bills, rent, and even cash for books and transportation. I don’t have much of anything, and I’d appreciate it so much if you’d give me the check.”
I stare at her bent head, an idea forming in my mind.
“You know what?” I ask in a deep tone. “I’ll let you earn the money, and I won’t tell management about your deception.”
She looks up at me, eyes hopeful with her hands stuffed into her robe pockets.
“Oh you would?” she breathes. “I’d appreciate it so much. I’ll wash dishes, sweep the floor, or even be a waitress if that’s what the Krazy Kat needs. Thank you so much, Damon,” she says as tears come to her eyes again. “I really appreciate it.”
But I let out a low chuckle because hiring some new waitstaff isn’t what I have in mind at all.
“No baby girl,” I say, getting up from my desk to stand before her. “I have another type of earning in mind altogether. And that has to do with this,” I continue, taking the end of her belt in my hands and tugging on it gently. “You let me sample this, and you’ll get to walk home with a check for a thousand dollars in your pocket.”
Rachel stares at me, those big brown eyes wide and surprised.
“What?” she manages in a garbled voice. I merely smile and tug a little more at the belt on her robe.
“You know what I’m saying,” I growl. “I want your curves, sweetheart. You’re unbelievably beautiful, and I think we could have a lot of fun together.”
With that, I unfasten her belt completely and the robe drops open to reveal the lush curves beneath. Oh shit. Rachel stripped out of her wet clothes before coming to my office and she’s totally nude before me now. Those huge Double D breasts tremble as she holds perfectly still, like a hummingbird poised for flight and my eyes devour her creamy skin, noting the tiny waist and wide, flared hips. The vee between her thighs is plush and even glistening a bit, and I feel an urge to drop to my knees and taste her before anything else happens.
