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The look of genuine confusion on her face told me everything I needed to know. "What? But I sent it to you last night, before I went to bed!"
I wondered exactly what she had done in bed. Finished the story in her head, screaming my name while she pleasured herself? I liked that mental image more than I should. "I didn't get it." I pointed to my open laptop, and just like I had figured she would, she practically ran across the room to look over my shoulder.
"It's right there. See? Sent at 10:52 last night."
She leaned over me and clicked to open the email and I saw the exact moment she realized what she had done.
A cornucopia of emotions played out across her face in seconds. Shock. Horror. Disbelief. Resignation. Embarrassment. Tears pricked at the corners of her eyes wetting her long lashes. She wouldn't look at me but she also couldn't move. Frozen in place.
This was my chance. Turning my chair ever so slightly so that her body was now directly over mine, I grabbed her wrist where it still rested on my mouse. The touch sent shockwaves through my body straight to my painfully achy cock.
"Audrey Lynn, you've been a bad girl. Care to explain yourself?"
The tears that had been holding right at the corners of her eyes now fell freely down her face, and she shook her head. "I'm so, so sorry. I'll send the correct file and pack my things."
She still wouldn't look at me but I couldn't stop looking at her. Audrey had always seemed so perfectly polished and put together, not only in the way she dressed and her outward appearance, but in her demeanor, the way she carried herself, and the attention to detail she put into everything she did. She always had an aloofness about her that intrigued me but in this moment, I saw through it all and realized that it had just been a facade.
She wasn't a self-assured, well-put-together woman. She was a lost little girl, more in need of a Daddy than any of the women in the spreadsheet I knew she really had put together.
God help me, I wanted to be that Daddy.
"Pack your things?" I questioned. "I'm sure that won't be necessary. I was thinking we could handle this in a different way."
"I'm sorry?" She finally looked at me, her eyes meeting mine for only a split second before she looked away as if the contact was too intimate.
It almost was. Was the electricity between us new or had I just never noticed it before?
I still had a hold of her wrist. She tried to tug it away and I used the leverage to pull her into my lap.
Her eyes widened in surprise—first at the shock of being in my lap and then undoubtedly at the erection I was no longer able to hide.
"You're an excellent assistant, Audrey Lynn. Undoubtedly the best I've ever had. I can't afford to lose you, and it's obvious we have some… things in common. I see an opportunity for a mutually beneficial arrangement here."
She blinked slowly as she processed what I was proposing, as if she couldn't make herself believe this was truly happening.
"B-but you're my boss," she stammered. And yet she wasn't saying no. She wasn't gawking or leaving or threatening to call HR. I let go of her wrist. She stayed put. She wanted this as much as I did.
Reaching for her, I took the liberty of undoing one more button on her blouse, revealing a sexy amount of décolletage. "I prefer Daddy."
This time she jumped off my lap. I felt the loss immediately.
"Sir!" she exclaimed, aghast.
"Daddy," I corrected. I was nothing if not bold and ballsy.
"This is highly inappropriate."
"So was the story I received in my inbox this morning," I countered with a frown. "Much to my disappointment, it left off right as it was getting good. Can you blame me for wanting to see how it ends?"
She paused, her mouth opening and closing like a fish out of water, gasping for air. The look on her face confirmed my theory that she knew exactly how the story ended and that the ending had played out in her head with her fingers playing the part of my cock. She gulped and stammered. No actual words came out, only sounds.
I didn't want to sit here and argue with her, playing chicken until one of us gave in. Surely that wasn't how sexy-hero Archer had handled things last night in her fantasies.
"Go and lock the door," I commanded. My voice sounded foreign, even to my own ears.
The tension in the air was palpable as both of us waited to see what she would do. If she really didn’t want this she could walk out and I would never bring it up again.
Slowly she made her way to the door and put her hand on the handle. Holding my breath, I waited for her to make a choice.
