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linen…dangerously close to one breast. Her pulse jumped.
“But first let’s talk about what you can do for me,” he murmured.
Chapter Five
Her blue eyes widened. “Do for you?” Her hand swept out and knocked over a ceramic holder on her desk. Pens and pencils scattered on the organized surface, some rolling onto the carpet. “You’re blackmailing me?”
Zach laughed. “Blackmail wasn’t my intention, Tess, but thanks for the great idea. Yeah, you do what I want, or I tell L.G. about our phone call.” He shook his head. “Don’t think so, babe. I like the man, but my sex life is none of his concern.”
“Then what is this spiel about what I can do for you, after those hot looks during the meeting? And why touch my chest? And don’t call me babe.” Her hand jerked, bumping a mug this time. Black coffee arced onto an appointment book. She grabbed a tissue box. “Now look what you made me do!”
Zach collected pens and pencils while she sopped up the coffee with fistfuls of tissues. “I didn’t touch your chest, I touched your shoulder. For good reason. You’re shedding, babe.”
“What?” Leaving the soggy tissues, she whipped behind the desk. An object crunched beneath her sexy high heels.
Her gaze flew downward. “My favorite pen!” She flung back the swivel chair. It careened toward the wall.
Zach grabbed the piece of furniture. When he turned, Miss Strawberry’s delectable ass protruded out from under her desk. Her hips wiggled as her skirt rode up her thighs, revealing lightly freckled skin—and a flash of see-through panties.
Suddenly packing wood, Zach dropped to his knees. “Need help?”
“The cap came off!” She didn’t glance back. “It’s my eighteen-karat-gold fountain pen! My sisters gave it to me when I got this job. It cost four hundred dollars!”
“For a pen?”
“If I ruined it, I’ll kill you!”
“Me?” He wedged under the desk, onto his side. Behind her, he swept a hand beneath her skirt and onto her thigh for support—and, all right, to satisfy his insatiable, horn-dog curiosity.
“Oh.” Still looking ahead, she froze. Her hot skin burned his palm. He waited a full two seconds…but she didn’t object.
He slid his hand between her legs and glided his fingers over her damp panties.
“You’re wet.” He groaned. Sweet heaven. Ah, fuck me now. She was amazing.
“What did you expect?” Her long hair pooled on the carpet, and her breath caught. “After our phone call…after you surprised me…”
“By coming to the meeting?” He cupped her mound, and the warmth of her arousal seeped into his hand. Yes. With the base of his thumb, he massaged the silky fabric stretched over her hot entrance.
Her eyes shut. As she nodded, her teeth sank into her lower lip. Her ass lifted, and he rubbed her plump clit through the slippery panties.
“Is this good for you?” he whispered.
Her eyes remained closed. “You know damn well it is.”
She moaned, and he massaged faster. His shoulder ground into the carpet and his cock stiffened in his pants to the point of explosion, but he didn’t give a shit. If she came for him now, all hot and messy-haired under her desk when anyone could waltz in and catch them, he’d know he’d suffered a massive heart attack and soared straight to heaven.
“Tess.” He rubbed, and she gasped.
“Shh. Don’t say anything. Just…keep doing that.”
“My pleasure.” He quickened his rhythm on her hardening clit, and her beautiful features tightened, eyelids clamped, cheeks rosy, fingers gripping the pen cap on the carpet.
She panted, closer and closer. The desk phone rang.
Her eyes popped open. She swore. “You have to get off me, Zach!”
“I’m not on you.”
“This isn’t a time for semantics!” She scrambled out from under the desk, her hand grazing the erection tenting his pants. Standing up, she grabbed the phone. “Sammi, I thought I said to hold my calls.”
In her rush to escape, she’d dropped
“But first let’s talk about what you can do for me,” he murmured.
Chapter Five
Her blue eyes widened. “Do for you?” Her hand swept out and knocked over a ceramic holder on her desk. Pens and pencils scattered on the organized surface, some rolling onto the carpet. “You’re blackmailing me?”
Zach laughed. “Blackmail wasn’t my intention, Tess, but thanks for the great idea. Yeah, you do what I want, or I tell L.G. about our phone call.” He shook his head. “Don’t think so, babe. I like the man, but my sex life is none of his concern.”
“Then what is this spiel about what I can do for you, after those hot looks during the meeting? And why touch my chest? And don’t call me babe.” Her hand jerked, bumping a mug this time. Black coffee arced onto an appointment book. She grabbed a tissue box. “Now look what you made me do!”
Zach collected pens and pencils while she sopped up the coffee with fistfuls of tissues. “I didn’t touch your chest, I touched your shoulder. For good reason. You’re shedding, babe.”
“What?” Leaving the soggy tissues, she whipped behind the desk. An object crunched beneath her sexy high heels.
Her gaze flew downward. “My favorite pen!” She flung back the swivel chair. It careened toward the wall.
Zach grabbed the piece of furniture. When he turned, Miss Strawberry’s delectable ass protruded out from under her desk. Her hips wiggled as her skirt rode up her thighs, revealing lightly freckled skin—and a flash of see-through panties.
Suddenly packing wood, Zach dropped to his knees. “Need help?”
“The cap came off!” She didn’t glance back. “It’s my eighteen-karat-gold fountain pen! My sisters gave it to me when I got this job. It cost four hundred dollars!”
“For a pen?”
“If I ruined it, I’ll kill you!”
“Me?” He wedged under the desk, onto his side. Behind her, he swept a hand beneath her skirt and onto her thigh for support—and, all right, to satisfy his insatiable, horn-dog curiosity.
“Oh.” Still looking ahead, she froze. Her hot skin burned his palm. He waited a full two seconds…but she didn’t object.
He slid his hand between her legs and glided his fingers over her damp panties.
“You’re wet.” He groaned. Sweet heaven. Ah, fuck me now. She was amazing.
“What did you expect?” Her long hair pooled on the carpet, and her breath caught. “After our phone call…after you surprised me…”
“By coming to the meeting?” He cupped her mound, and the warmth of her arousal seeped into his hand. Yes. With the base of his thumb, he massaged the silky fabric stretched over her hot entrance.
Her eyes shut. As she nodded, her teeth sank into her lower lip. Her ass lifted, and he rubbed her plump clit through the slippery panties.
“Is this good for you?” he whispered.
Her eyes remained closed. “You know damn well it is.”
She moaned, and he massaged faster. His shoulder ground into the carpet and his cock stiffened in his pants to the point of explosion, but he didn’t give a shit. If she came for him now, all hot and messy-haired under her desk when anyone could waltz in and catch them, he’d know he’d suffered a massive heart attack and soared straight to heaven.
“Tess.” He rubbed, and she gasped.
“Shh. Don’t say anything. Just…keep doing that.”
“My pleasure.” He quickened his rhythm on her hardening clit, and her beautiful features tightened, eyelids clamped, cheeks rosy, fingers gripping the pen cap on the carpet.
She panted, closer and closer. The desk phone rang.
Her eyes popped open. She swore. “You have to get off me, Zach!”
“I’m not on you.”
“This isn’t a time for semantics!” She scrambled out from under the desk, her hand grazing the erection tenting his pants. Standing up, she grabbed the phone. “Sammi, I thought I said to hold my calls.”
In her rush to escape, she’d dropped
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