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She reaches back and unfastens it and then pulls down the zipper. The skirt slides down and pools at her feet. I raise my gaze and let out a gasp. She’s wearing red, lace panties with nothing covering the front. I start to saliva at the sight of her pussy, neatly shaved and a musky scent emanating from her.
“Fucking hell,” I say.
Olivia giggles. “Do you like it?”
“Do you always wear this kind of underwear?” I ask her.
“Sometimes,” she says.
“Spread your legs,” I order and she does.
I stroke her with my fingers, exploring her gorgeous pink bits, watching as clear cream seeps out of her. Her hand covers mine.
“Please, Jace,” she says.
“Be patient,” I tell her, determined to take my time. I tease her clit, which is already swollen and hard. I use my tongue on her for the first time and I can’t get enough. My movements are slow and deliberate. Olivia can’t keep still so I grip her thighs.
I’m in lust heaven. I curl my tongue and push it inside her. She lets out a yelp. I pause and withdraw my tongue. “Did I hurt you?”
“What?” Olivia says. “Now you’re hurting me. Put your tongue back where it was.”
I grin but before I can oblige, the shrill of the phone breaks our bubble. If the person calling is one of my brothers, they’ll come looking for me if I don’t answer.
I give Olivia’s cunt one last sweep of my tongue and stand up. I pulled her to me and dry hump her. “We’ll have to continue this later,” I whisper into her ear.
“Yes please,” Olivia says, her voice filled with frustration that makes me chuckle.
Chapter 7: Olivia
I glance at Jace’s door for the tenth time in just as many minutes. He has been closeted in there with his brother Dylan, while out here, I’m going crazy with lust. I ache so badly and I can’t wait for Jace to finish what he started. This is so wrong on so many levels but I can’t think about that now.
Finally, the door swings open and Dylan leaves without saying a word to me. I wait with bated breath. Will Jace call me back into his office? A minute goes by, then another. Nothing. Frustration chokes me. My cell phone vibrates with a message and I reluctantly reach for it.
My desk is untidy again. I need it arranged. And lock the office door.
My heart thwacks against my ribs. A flood of wetness soaks my panties. I lick my lips before I knock on his door. He calls out that I should enter and I push the door open. Jace looks up with a serious expression, making me wonder if I had misread the meaning behind his words.
He rolls his chair back and looks at me. His eyes are gleaming with playfulness. The mood catches me and I decide to play along. I march to his chair and plop myself down on his lap. He lets out a rugged breath, emboldening me. The next moment his hands are on me, pushing my skirt higher and higher.
Beneath me, his erection presses against my ass. I moan as his hands explore my thighs. I raise myself and he pushes my skirt up to my waist. His hands caress my bare ass cheeks. Then he grips my hips and bounces me on his erection. It feels so good. The ache between my legs intensifies.
“You’re so fucking gorgeous. So tempting,” Jace says. “I could fuck you right here and now.”
“Do it,” I cry out.
“But I won’t. I want you sprawled on my bed where I can enjoy you without worrying about someone interrupting us.”
Without knowing, I let out a sigh of disappointment. Jace laughs, then moves his hands under my blouse and pulls down the cups of my bra. He teases my nipples with his thumbs. I arch my back, needing more. This is crazy. My boss has his hands under my blouse, fondling my breasts. Any misgivings I have are wiped away when he pinches both my nipples at the same time. Heat gathers at my center. If anyone who knew me could see me in this position, they would swear that someone is impersonating me. It’s not me at all.
Then he pulls his hands away and smacks my ass. I have no choice but to stand up and pretend that I’m okay. The smirk on his face tells me that he’s very much aware of the state that he has left me in. I straighten my skirt and with as much dignity as I can muster, I leave his office and return to my desk. But I’m smiling. I haven’t had this much hot fun in ages.
It takes a while before my concentration is where it should be. I have lots of calls to make and emails to sort out. Jace leaves his office an hour later to attend a meeting in the conference room. He pauses at the door and stares at me as if I’m his favorite dinner. Then he leaves. I fan myself with my hands.
The phone is quiet for a while and when it does ring again, I’m surprised to hear Sarah’s voice. “How is everything going with Mr. Anderson?” she says after we exchange pleasantries.
Guilt floods me. I’m breaking every rule there is making out with Jace. Sarah trusted me to do her job. I argue with myself.I am doing it properly. Just making it more interesting for both of us.
“Pretty good,” I tell her.
