“Listen, I have to go. Can we finish this up later?” Talent says into the phone receiver. He watches my red-bottomed heel sway back and forth, hypnotized.
Brushing the tips of my fingers along my collarbone, I pull my bottom lip between my teeth and smile.
Talent adjusts his posture and spreads his legs, scraping his hand through his gorgeous dark curls. “The file looks fine. I said I have to fucking go.”
I gently slip the black silk over my knee, and up, up, up my thigh. Using my body to tease him nearly feels like I have the upper hand on the emotional storm building pressure within. I can communicate this way for hours, saying everything I need to tell him without uttering a single word.
“Sounds great,” Talent says, scooting his chair up to his desk. Before he hangs up the phone, he says, “I’ll call you in the morning.”
“You must be really good at your job if you can talk to your clients like that,” I say, slowly moving my ankle in a circle motion.
A few men in this city pay good money to be verbally abused by me, but Talent and I have quite a different clientele. I don’t imagine Talent’s clients appreciate being cursed at.
Talent’s cheeks burn, and he clears his throat. “It was my brother.”
Lifting an eyebrow, I ask, “What would your brother think if he knew I was here?”
Talent’s lust-black eyes meet mine, and a mischievous smirk bends the corner of his mouth upward. I love to fuck this man, but the way he stares at me with deep-rooted intensity makes me want to use my words instead of my body. If he swears never to stop regarding me with such desire, I’ll recite the whole damn alphabet.
I’ll prepare a fucking speech.
“Want to find out?” Talent asks. “He’s down the hall.”
I lick the corner of my mouth seductively and say, “That’s right. He has the better office.”
Talent’s laugh fills the entire office space, and the sound has a direct link to my heart. My job is to make men grovel and moan. Sometimes I bring them to tears, but I always make them come. Laughter has never been on the list of things I bring out in a client, but Talent laughs effortlessly and often when we’re together.
Talent isn’t a client.
Talent is everything else.
“Do you want to go to lunch?” he asks. Good humor lingers in his easygoing posture and sly smile.
“Nope.”
“We can order in.”
“No.” I uncross my legs and part my knees to show him I’m not wearing underwear.
He drops his head back and groans flirtatiously, swallowing hard before returning his eyes to me. “What do you want to do?”
Recrossing my legs, I say, “A redo.”
Talent rolls his chair back until it bumps into the window with the Pacific Ocean background. He holds his arms out to his sides like a dare, and his expression says I’m all yours.
“Are you expecting more visitors this afternoon?” I ask.
He shakes his head. “No one comes in here unless they knock first.”
“I hope you’re right.”
My dress strap slides down my shoulder, but I don’t correct it as I slowly saunter over to his side of the desk. I rest against the edge in front of Talent, not unlike the first time we were together in this exact same spot. The time of day, the movement of the sea, and our impending relationship is not where the differences end. As much as I would enjoy lying back on the desk to allow him to have his way with me, I don’t straddle his lap to speak dirty words into his ear like the last time either.
I drop to my knees and slide my hands up his thighs to his belt buckle.
Talent scrubs his palms over his face and whispers, “Baby.”
Glancing at him from under my eyelashes, I feel powerful in this position. Talent may sit above me, but I’m in control despite my place on the floor. He’s hard against the inside of his pants, melting into his chair and opening his knees wider for me when I lean in closer to unbuckle his belt. With the flick of my wrist, his pants are unbuttoned, and I’m slow to unzip him.
“It would be really embarrassing if anyone walked in while we’re doing this.” I hook my fingers under the waistband and pull his slacks down.
Talent’s cock jumps free, and I lick the tip.
He picks up his desk phone and presses a few buttons before stating in an impressively