Poison - Jade West Page 0,34

my Monday morning. A simmer running through the office I hadn’t felt in years. I could feel it in the air, see it in people’s faces, sense it all around me as people went about their day.

The morning was almost done by the time I realised the simmer wasn’t running through the office. It was running through me.

Hell, what a difference it made.

People were seeking me out, talking strategy with a zing to their tone, and I was a grinning optimist as I joined in the discussions. There was something burning down deep. Something I’d have taken for granted when I first took up the directorship position in the cryptography sector of GCHQ several years ago.

Excitement.

Passion.

Life.

Since Maya left and took Millie with her, leaving me at a loss as to what to do with the pitiful scrap of my former self wallowing in her wake, I’d thrown myself into my work. My position was intense, needing just enough mental discipline to scrape me through the carnage without submitting to the drink entirely. A tightrope I’d walked with a few wobbles on the way, but walked nonetheless. Still, I hadn’t been enjoying it.

I’d forgotten just how good enjoying this place felt.

I’d forgotten just how good enjoying Anna felt too.

With her dirty panties in my pocket and my eyes intent on Keith Clarke as he gave his monthly roundup, I was far more in my groove than I’d been in months. My mind was full of strategy ideas I’d been searching around the dregs of my brain for that entire quarter.

So, I did them justice. I took the full reins of my directorship and I presented them. I thanked Keith for his input, but I was right up and on point, laying out the team plan for the next round of our security development project.

It worked.

Keith was full of nods and affirmatives, and so was Ralph Jacobs beside him. Amy, Beth and Dan were scribbling notes, and even Moose – our introverted genius who barely contributed to anything – was rocking along with the positives.

“Anything to add?” I asked at the end of the session.

“Yeah,” Ralph said. “What the fuck happened to you this weekend, Pierce? You’re bouncing off the walls this morning.”

I smirked and winked, and grabbed my coffee mug along with my paperwork.

“My trade secret,” I said. “Entirely confidential.”

“Keep doing bloody more of it,” Keith added. “And dish some out to the rest of us while you’re at it.”

I laughed out loud as I made my exit from the meeting room. I wouldn’t be dishing any of Anna’s pussy out to anyone this lifetime.

I was back at my desk in the quiet of my office when I dared to tug her panties out into my lap. I debated firing her off a picture of that filthy lace stretched tight around my dick, but I decided that Monday morning would maybe be pushing the communication channels, even by my crappy standards.

I had my legs stretched out under the desk and my head tipped back, balls pulsing deep and cock throbbing hard when the distinct trill of my phone sounded out loud and clear.

Maya.

I knew it would be Maya.

I cursed as I grabbed the phone from the desk top, panties still tight around my dick.

Millie needs picking up from school on Wednesday, she has swimming club after. And don’t even think about letting her around those dogs again. She said they were jumping all over her last time. I could smell them on her coat.

My gut did its usual lurch as I checked the team diary and found a presentation meeting with the rest of the management team on Wednesday afternoon.

I’d usually panic over the fallout of refusing Maya anything, but not this time.

I’m busy at work on Wednesday. Can you rearrange what you have planned?

I could already imagine what she had planned. A bitching session with her friend Dawn over a coffee, in the guise of a therapy afternoon.

I was right.

Dawn and I are working through our self-development plan. She can only do Wednesday.

I shoved the panties back in my pocket and gave the phone my full attention. Usually I’d be scrabbling around trying to rearrange my own itinerary, dropping everything of mine to keep Maya amicable. But not the fuck today.

I can’t rearrange my meeting, Maya, sorry. I’m sure my mother will pick up Millie from school.

I held my breath at the impending punishment. Sure enough, it came.

Fine. Put your work before your daughter. You can put your work before