Page 1 of Office Infatuation


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Libby

Sean Anderson is a prick. There’s no other word to describe him.

Sure, he might be a drop-dead gorgeous prick, but a prick, nonetheless.

He has dark hair styled to perfection, a panty-dropping smile with sparkling-white teeth, muscular bronzed skin, and he smells like he bathed in a fresh fragrance of pure masculinity. But he’s a prick.

Of course, he saves those smiles for the women he beds. Or more important, bangs against his desk or up against the wall.

I grimace when I take in the splash mark on the paintwork.

There’s not a doubt in my mind it’s bodily fluid. I spray the paintwork with a sneer before scrubbing my cloth over the mark with a shake of my head.

The office door swings open, making me jump and drop the cleaning spray.

My hand darts toward my heart, and I let out a startled gasp.

“Oh, I didn’t realize anyone was in here.” Sean stands stoically still, and I flush under his scrutiny as he lets his gaze roam over every inch of me.

I grind my teeth, trying to refrain from saying something snarky in response. The way my body reacts to his brown eyes eating me up makes me want to kick myself.

In the head.

Or worse, in the pussy, just as a form of punishment.

“I’m scrubbing the wall,” I snap, then glare toward the wall I just cleaned.

His eyebrows shoot up before his mouth breaks out into a proud smile, and his shoulders broaden as though he’s wearing a badge of honor.

“The walls, huh?”

“Can you not just do it in a bed”—I stare into his dark eyes—“like normal people?”

His eyebrows furrow in confusion, then a low chuckle catches in his throat, which only angers me further. He crosses his arms over his broad chest, and his shirt stretches to accommodate him, making my mouth water. Jesus, I bet he’s a powerhouse when he slams into you.

I shake my head at the thought.Focus, Libby.

“Normal is boring.” His lips form a teasing smile.

“Agreed,” I say without thinking.

His eyes flicker with surprise before he glances away. Then he looks at his watch as though trying to distract himself.

“You’ve only got five minutes left, chop chop.” He claps his hands together, tilts his head toward the wall, then he turns on his heel and strides toward his desk. Leaving me standing with my mouth agape.

Yes, Sean Anderson is an utter prick, and as much as it pains me to admit it, he’s a gorgeous one.

SEAN

Libby Quincy is fucking delicious. The pint-sized brunette is stunning. Her hair is almost black, her perfect olive skin is so shiny it looks like she bathes in oil, her tits are the perfect handful, and her ass is so well toned I could bounce a nickel off it.Fucking delicious.

Her snarky comments make my cock rock hard, and our constant banter makes me want to wrap my hand around her slender throat while I fuck her hard against the wall, driving into her with enough power to leave her breathless and gagging for more.

If only she wasn’t a fucking cleaner.

I’ve learned my lesson over the years, and never would I wet my dick with the hired help. Not after watching my father be screwed over by countless gold diggers in the form of maids, cleaners, and even cooks.

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