Page 82 of Nothing to You
“Not yet,” Leon said.“You and you will have to see me after this.”
“We have assignments?”Franco asked, excited.“Why just me and Guillermo?”
“You’re young, free, single guys,” Rourke said.“You don’t want to see the world?”
“You’re assigning us overseas?”Franco asked, almost jumping from his chair.
She narrowed an eye on her friend’s smirk when it came around to her, but it didn’t linger, not on her gaze anyway.So she folded her arms, plumping her breasts, luring him, entrancing him.Try to keep that train of thought now, Boy Scout.If the meeting was important enough to sideline sex, a view of her boobs through her white shirt shouldn’t distract him.
“Our London office needs a hub for Hope,” Rourke said.“We may go international after the pilot period.You guys are it.”
“We’re it?”
Running her tongue along her upper lip, she wriggled in her chair like she was just getting more comfortable.She wasn’t and he noticed.
“You’re so forward thinking, sir,” she pouted.
Too bad her body was far more interesting for him than her face.“You’re playing with fire, Radley.”
“I don’t mind getting burned,” she said, her voice breathy.Yes, she was screwing with him, and the others would probably know that, but it was just too tempting an opportunity to miss.“Not if it’s in the company’s best interest.Your best interest… sir.”
“The company’s interests don’t always align with my priorities.”
“Meaning?”she asked, innocent in her act.
“As your boss, I should remind you to wear underwear around the office.As a man… with access…”
“Whatever you need I’m here to deliver.I wouldn’t want to make things hard for you, sir.”
“Everyone’s excused.”His eyes found hers again and apparently the confused others weren’t moving fast enough.“Dismissed!Get the hell out of here.”
She didn’t even turn around.“But I have more questions, Mr.Rourke.”He stalked toward her.“You’re so strong and handsome and—”
Grabbing her wrist, he yanked her to her feet.“You were right,” he murmured, boosting her onto the table, still covered in paperwork and hard copies of the presentation.“For maybe the first time ever…” Wasn’t it fun when he mocked her with her own words.“You are going to ruin me.”
Parting her legs wider as she slid to the edge of the surface, she unbuttoned her shirt.“You can afford it.”
“What happened to the bra?”
“It might be in my private restroom.Maybe.”Tilting her chin up, she pretended to ponder.“I’m so careless with these things, I put them down and forget to pick them back up.”
“You take off your clothes to pee?”
“No one said anything about peeing.”Opening up her shirt, she bared herself to him.“If you’re so worried about my bra, I guess you don’t want to see these.”Except she slanted back, lowering herself slowly until she lay on the table.“Should I put them away?”
Pressing his curved hands into her thighs, he forced them up, pushing her skirt higher.“I’m more interested in if no bra means…”
She smiled when his gaze darkened.Yep.No bra.No panties.
“Does this go against the company dress code?”
“Oh, yeah,” he said, loosening his tie.“You’ll have to be disciplined for sure.”
“With us sharing an office, it’s unclear who is actually in charge.I’ll have to shake things up around here.”
“You shake whatever you want, Babycakes.”
Though her breasts quickly occupied his hands.
