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She whimpered softly, and he couldn’t help but grin at how desperate she sounded. Forgoing his usual teasing, he swirled his tongue around the increasingly swollen little nub at the top of her pussy, using every trick he knew to drive her wild.

And then her hands were in his hair and she was bucking against his mouth, her chair squeaking loudly with each movement.

Ah, well. It wasn’t like his employees didn’t know they were married. If they wanted toassumeanything about those squeaks, they were welcome to. He didn’t have to actually confirm anything.

Luckily, it wasn’t long before she arched up and then collapsed into the chair, her ragged breathing filling the office along with the musky scent of her arousal. Easing off her clit, he lapped at her pussy, cleaning up the juices threatening to drip onto the seat beneath her.

“Good girl,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the sensitive skin of each inner thigh. “Feel better, baby?”

“Uh huh.” A wide, satisfied smile stretched across her face. “Thank you, Daddy.”

“Anytime, little one.” He helped her back into her panties before standing and pulling her up into a long, hard hug. “I love you, Livvy. Everything is going to be fine, I promise.”

“Mmmm. I hope so.”

“It will.” Though whether he was trying to convince her or himself, he wasn’t entirely sure. “If you get too swamped, let MaryAnn help you. I’ll approve any overtime she needs to get things done until it calms down a bit around here.”

“Ah, actually.” Olivia pulled away, her smile now strained at the edges. “MaryAnn can’t work tonight. She’s going out to dinner with me and Shannon. I hope that’s all right.”

That was a surprise, albeit not an unpleasant one. “Of course it is, little one. As long as you follow the rules I gave you.”

“I will. Promise.”

“Then as far as I’m concerned it’s absolutely no problem at all.” A quick glance at his watch confirmed he needed to get back to his own office. “I’ve got a few meetings this afternoon, but I should be done before you leave for dinner.”

“‘Kay, Daddy. Um, thanks for…you know. I do feel much more relaxed now.”

“Good.” With a final quick kiss, he made his way down to his office, satisfied he’d done his part to boost company morale for the day.

Chapter11

Standing in front of the office bathroom mirror, Olivia craned her neck to see how fat her ass looked in the jeans she’d just changed into. “Definitely starting that diet tomorrow,” she muttered to herself.

Resigned to looking like a cow next to her svelte bestie and itty bitty MaryAnn, she packed up her work clothes and left the bathroom to make her way down the hall to James’s office.

He looked up from his computer when she walked in, and her heart fluttered at the predatory grin that spread across his handsome face. “There’s my sexy girl. Come here.”

With a teasing smile of her own, she rounded the desk and planted a chaste kiss on his cheek, then danced away when he reached for her. “None of that, Mr. Monroe. This is my place of business.”

“That didn’t stop us this afternoon.”

The reminder of him practically devouring her pussy and making her come so hard she’d seen stars had embarrassed heat rushing to her face. “That was a one-time thing.”

“All right.” His exaggerated sigh made her giggle. “But I make no promises when you get home.”

“I’ll hold you to that. You sure you don’t mind taking my bags and stuff home?”

“Of course not. You go enjoy yourself, baby. Just don’t forget what we talked about.”

Right. The one drink limit and ten o’clock curfew. The arguments burned on her tongue, but she swallowed them like the bitter pills they were. They’d discussed and she’d agreed to the rules. There was nothing left for her to argue. “I remember.”

He studied her, his head tilted ever so slightly, and she knew he saw through her. He always could. And so, when he held a hand out to her, she knew it wasn’t simply for another kiss goodbye. Reluctantly, she took the offered hand and let him pull her to his side.

“I know you think I’m being a hard ass. But I love you too much to let anything happen to you. Are you going to be a good girl tonight?”

Thank god most of the staff had left and MaryAnn was finishing things up at her desk. Even though they were alone, her cheeks burned at his question. “I’ll try.”

Raising one eyebrow in a look that had butterflies dancing in her tummy, he tapped the top drawer of his desk. “Maybe you’ll try extra hard with a plug in your bottom all night.”

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