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The afternoon proves busy with appointments scheduled almost back to back. I welcome the distraction, allowing me not to dwell on Eric’s parting words.
Dr. Jenner spends an hour with me going through some of her cases. As she talks, I listen attentively, jotting down a few notes of my own. She’s an intelligent woman, and I can see why she’s paid top dollar for her consults.
Once again, it’s late and well past my ordinary hours. The only downfall to being part-time is the paperwork piles up on my days off. My phone beeps beside me when the final notes are entered into the system.
Masen:Just to make it clear, I did not go home with Ariel.
I type quickly, surprised he even bothered to text me this information since it’s clear he got what he wanted.
Me:Did you drop her off at the wharf then wave goodbye when she disappeared into the water like the good little mermaid she is?
Masen:Funny. Are you jealous?
Me:You’re single. Therefore, jealousy isn’t appropriate in such circumstances.
Masen:Talking like a professional. By the way, you never actually picked up the manuscript the other night. You were clearly distracted. I’m assuming you still want it?
Me:Yes, I do still want it.
Masen:I’m at my office. If you want it, come get it.
I smell the trap, see it from a distance. My phone is still in my hands, but my fingers won’t type. If I see him again, can I forget about everything that has happened? Surely, I can. It’s out of my system. I straighten my shoulders, grab my purse, and shut down my computer.
Masen’s office is within walking distance from my car, so I opt to walk in the fresh air rather than drive. When I enter the building, the temperature increases, and each step to the elevator becomes more challenging.
Calm down, you can do this, plus you need to know what happens at the end of the story.
The elevator door pings open. It’s empty, thank God, so I enter before hitting the button to his floor. When I reach level nine, I exit and walk straight to his office without thinking. The door is partially open, but I don’t even knock, watching him type an email as I close the door behind me. This time, he’s wearing reading glasses—something he hasn’t worn in front of me.
Great, now he has to look extra sexy.
He glances up, followed by a cocky sneer playing on his lips.
“Miss Edwards,” he says, leaning back into his chair. “Do I have something you want?”
“Yes, we’ve discussed this. I want to know how the story ends.”
Masen slides the manuscript forward. I walk toward the table, reaching out for it, but he grabs my wrist instead.
“That’s not all you came for, now, is it?”
I lower my head, unable to look him in the eyes. My body is betraying me on all accounts, growing hot and feverish with an ache between my legs. The beat of my heart is loud and erratic, I’m certain he can hear the abnormal sound through my chest.
He lets go of my wrist, moving off his chair and around the table. The heat radiates off his body as he closes in behind me.
“Masen… I…”
“What is it, Addison? Tell me what you want?”
His hands rest on my hips, but then I hear his breathing become louder.
“Fuck me,” I whisper.
Masen pushes his body against my ass, his hard cock teasing me once again. Then, he leans in and brushes his lips against my ear lobe. “Good girl, if you ask, you shall receive.”
And with those words, he doesn’t leave a moment to spare, lifting my skirt and pushing my black lace panties aside. He somehow manages to undo his pants as his cock springs free and knocks on my entrance. I moan in agony, desperate for him to enter me, but then he stops.
“I don’t have protection on me,” he confesses in an agitated tone.
