that her head hurt from it.
“I assumed, like everyone else, that you knew about the cover. You were in it so I guess…he didn’t tell you that he approved of the cover? That person who took the picture said you’d sell more undergarments from that one picture than any other thing in it.” Alyssa pulled up the advanced copy of the catalogue she’d been sent as a frequent buyer. “I have to tell you that I’ve never seen you look so decadent before. In fact, I wasn’t even sure it was you until Cain said so.”
“I’m going to kill him and whoever else was in on this. No, wait, murder is too good. I’m going to chop his dick up into little pieces and serve it to him for his dinner. Of all the underhanded, sneaky things…what the hell were they thinking?”
“I was thinking I wanted you to be safe and with me. I was thinking that if I could make one thing easier for you then I’d do it. But mostly, I was thinking I’d make you happy because I love you.”
She turned to see Michael as he stood in the doorway.
“Alyssa, could you please give us some privacy? I think that Grace wants to tell me how much she appreciates me.”
Alyssa laughed, but left the room. Michael reached over and clicked the lock as soon as the door closed behind her. She knew she was in trouble the moment he turned back to her. She didn’t know this look like she’d been able to figure out the others. This one was…well, hot.
“You shouldn’t do things without telling me. I like to run my own businesses. How would you like it if I came into your office and started spouting off orders and changing things?” She started to back away as he advanced. “You have no right to be mad at me when you are the one doing things that I didn’t know about.”
“I’m not mad. And whenever you want to come to my office and learn the business I’ll be more than happy to show you around. And as for spouting off orders, you’re welcome to that too. I hate to have to be the heavy, and having someone run the daily crap is fine with me.” He took off his jacket and tossed it over a chair, a sign that he was going to strip her down as well. “Grace, come here. It will go so much better for you if you don’t make me have to chase you.”
She was suddenly nervous. “You…what do you think you’re going to do to me? You can’t mean to have sex with me in my brother’s house. He’ll have…stop right there.”
He did stop, but as he did he pulled his belt off. For some reason the sight of him pulling the leather through the loops on his pants made her pussy tighten and soak her panties. He tossed it toward the chair. When he started to unbutton his sleeves and roll them up she had to swallow several times before she could think about speaking.
“Come here,” he said softly. “I promise you that my spanking you will hurt less if you let me do it my way.”
She looked up at his face to see if he was serious. He apparently was.
“If you think I’m going to let you paddle my ass, you’re nuttier than a fruitcake. I’m a grown woman, not some little kid who needs to be disciplined.” But when he reached for her she didn’t fight him. “Michael, please…”
His mouth took hers. There was just no other way to describe it. His tongue plunged into her mouth and parlayed with her own. His hands were everywhere, touching and pulling, taking her clothing off and baring her to him. Before she knew it she was standing before him in just her panties.
He pulled her with him to the chair. She was on fire for him and, at this point, couldn’t have denied him anything. When she was across his lap, her ass across his groin, she could feel his cock. She moaned when he cupped her ass.
“I don’t know whether I want to fuck you over that desk or pink up your ass then fuck you. Christ, you can make me harder than I’ve ever been.” He rubbed his hand over her ass cheek and she moaned.
When his hand connected hard with her bottom, she moaned. She could come. Right now, she could very easily come this way. He