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She nibbled her cheek as her eyes darted around the room. “I’m not afraid of my attraction to you, Saint.”
“Then what are you afraid of, Harmony?”
“You can start Monday,” she deflected, standing. “Are you okay with staying from open to close?”
“Yeah, that’s cool,” Saint agreed with a smile as he stood. Once they made it to the door, he asked, “Since I’m starting Monday, what would you say if I suggested we spend the weekend getting whatever this is between us out of the way?”
“All that’s between us is lust, and I think it would be dangerous to assume you’d get enough of me in just one weekend.”
Saint released a hearty chuckle, bobbing his head.
“I’m going to like working here with you, though I wish there was something I could do to make you change your mind.”
As Harmony pressed her body against the wall by the door, Saint extended his arm, placing his hand by her head.
“I’m sure with your money and fame you’re used to getting what you want, but I’m not some groupie who would give up her self-respect just to have you in her bed.”
“You’re right, Iamused to getting what I want, but not because of my money and fame.”
Curiosity had her head tilting as she stared at him intently. “Then why?”
“I believe relationships are transactional,” he confessed, sliding his thumb between the center of her lips then down her neck. When he made it to her collarbone, she shivered. Saint locked her response into memory, planning to use that same space to make her weak for him again. “When a woman surrenders herself to me in any fashion, I do whatever it takes to make sure she gets whatever she desires in return.”
“Saint,” Harmony almost whispered, breathing growing ragged.
“What do you desire, Harmony?” Pulling his hand away, he asked, “Do you desire I stop? Because I never want to cross any lines or offend you.”
Head shaking, Harmony grabbed his wrist and used it to guide his hand back to her body. She spread her legs, signaling silently where she wanted his attention. Saint lowered his hand between her thighs, pressing his fingers against her pussy through her leggings. It didn’t take long for the friction of his fingers against the fabric to have her hips rocking against him.
Her eyes fluttered and head drooped. Saint gripped her neck and used it to keep her head against the wall as he told her, “Look at me.”
Harmony tugged her bottom lip between her teeth as she struggled to maintain eye contact. When a quiet moan slipped from between her lips and she lifted her hand to her breast, Saint felt his composure weakening.
With his lips at her temple, Saint muttered, “I wish I could slide these leggings down and really touch you.”
His confession seemed to activate Harmony’s orgasm. Her hand wrapped around his wrist as she whimpered.
“That’s it,” she announced, using her free hand to hold on to his shoulder. “I’m about to cum.”
Keeping his same slow pace, Saint looked her face over intently as her eyes closed and lips trembled as she inhaled deeply. On her exhale, Harmony moaned quietly as her body shivered against him. He held her up by the waist, keeping her steady until her body stilled.
Running her fingers through her hair, Harmony released a low, “Whew,” as she gently pushed him away. “Yeah, no. I don’t think it’s safe for you to work here.”
Saint chuckled as he watched her carefully walk over to her desk and sit down.
“Why not? You married?”
With a scoff, Harmony shook her head. “Fine time to ask.”
“To be honest, I don’t give a fuck. That just seemed like the proper thing to ask.”
“No, I’m not married.” Gaze shifting, Harmony huffed and wrapped her hand around her throat, signaling that wasn’t a topic she wanted to breach.
Unable to ignore the shift in her energy, Saint walked back over to the desk and sat across from her. “Something changed. You want to talk about it?”
Her eyes watered and head shook. “Believe it or not, this spontaneous moment with you is the most fun I’ve had with a man in a while. I don’t really want to ruin that by talking about my ex.”
“I can respect that. You have my number. Call me so we can discuss boundaries. I think it’s best right now if I give you space.”
