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He cared about her enough that he was going to continue this insane idea to keep things quiet even though he didn’t like lying to his friends. But not for long. And he needed to let her know that. She sat, legs kicking over the edge of the desk, hair rolling over her shoulders, white shirt doing nothing to hide her peaked nipples...
He’d let her know later. After desk sex.
“Don’t rip my buttons this time. I still have to drive home.”
Why, why did rod-up-her-ass, Lily McIntire do it for him whenever she was being rigid? Probably because he knew she really wasn’t. As a matter of fact, under his hands and his mouth, she was downright pliant. Like melted peanut butter.
Mmm, too bad he didn’t have that in his food cabinet at work.
“Okay, you take it off.” He smoothed his palm over her bare calf down to one rather demure heeled shoe, which he removed and tossed over his shoulder. It thudded to the floor behind him.
“Do you have any idea how much those cost?” Her brow furrowed, fingers hovering over the top button of her blouse.
“Nope.” He moved to the other leg, slid that shoe off, and tossed it into the metal trash can next to his desk. It hit the side with a clang. “Now ask me if I care.”
She gave him a scolding look, but since she was undoing her shirt buttons – and not slowly – he didn’t mind. Not that he’d mind anyway. Lily’s scolding looks were kind of cute.
“Did you get the salon plans approved?” She continued working her buttons, her attention on her shirt. By the time she was pulling it off her shoulders, he was thoroughly perplexed by this turn of conversation. “I was thinking about it today and wondering if it wouldn’t be nice to have a drink station where customers could help themselves. Coffee, tea, maybe a few nice wine selections...”
He held up a hand to stop her. “Are you under the assumption that talking about salon floor plans turns me on? Because it does not.”
“No, I’m not assuming anything. I’m just making conversation.”
His eyes went to a decidedly plain white bra that somehow still looked sexy on her. “Why?”
“Because you said you wanted to work tonight.”
“On getting you naked,” he said. “But I couldn’t exactly blurt that out in the meeting, now could I?”
Before she could argue, which she was poised to do, he stopped the words in her throat by reaching behind her back, flicking the clasp on her bra, and sliding the straps halfway down her arms. “I love that they’re peach.”
“What?” She blinked down at her bare breasts.
“Your nipples.” He ran his thumb over one, watching it harden further under his touch. “They’re perfect.”
“If you’re trying to prove you’re good at seduction, there’s really no need.”
He moved her slim-fitting skirt high on her thighs. High enough to spread her legs and insert himself in between. “Careful, McIntire, that was almost a compliment.”
My rating: 5 of 5 stars
Marcus and Lily have a dare about staying in a haunted house. Marcus has always been annoying, and he doesn't want to loose but neither does Lily. They are both in it for the prize, but Marcus will take things into his own hands to make sure Lily is scared out of her mind.
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