for an absolute age, me avoiding eye contact, trying not to wheeze and wiping the sweat from my palms guiltily, and Nathan standing coolly with his hands tucked in his trouser pockets and his legs slightly spread with an unreadable expression on his face under his lowered brows. Blimey, Nathan looked so unbelievably hot when he was brooding like this that I was tempted to throw myself on the conference table there and then and offer myself to him.
Just when I was wondering if Nathan was going to speak at all I suddenly saw him start to stalk towards me and my belly flip flopped at the determination in his steps.
‘I like your hair.’ he murmured, but considering the text I'd just sent him the irony of the comment wasn't lost on me. Stopping in front of me Nathan reached up to flick my long hair back over my shoulders and exposed my love bite and necklace. A small growl of appreciation rumbled in his chest as he traced his fingers first across the chain, before landing on the ridiculously red bite on my neck with the tips of his fingers. As usual his touch sparked tingles of delight across my skin and I only just held back a fevered moan of pleasure. Well, at least I think I held it back.
‘So which of these seventeen men do I need to kill first?’ Nathan questioned softly in a suspiciously deadly tone as his fingers continued to caress my neck with small, warm swirls of his thumb. Oh God! I should never have sent that bloody text, there was going to be a massacre in my office and it was all going to be my fault.
‘None of them … I was only joking,’ I murmured sheepishly as I turned my head to give him greater access to the red circle on my skin that claimed me as his.
‘Ah, I see. Lying to me, Miss Marsden? I think perhaps there should be consequences for such actions,’ he murmured. Consequences? Like punishments? My thumb ring was being twirled at the speed of light by this point and I swallowed loudly, shamefully acknowledging that I definitely hadn't managed to suppress my moan of arousal that time, because Nathan's mouth twitched as he finally smoothed my hair back into place and lowered his hand to his side.
‘So … do you, er … do you want a … er … a tour?’ Jeez, I was stuttering like a complete gibbering fool, but my tongue felt so thick in my mouth I could barely speak.
‘Of the office? Or of you?’ Nathan murmured salaciously, inching himself closer to me so that he was well within my personal space where I could smell his delicious scent and instantly wanted to bury my face in his neck. ‘Because I'm already rather well acquainted with your body, but I certainly wouldn't turn down a re-cap.’ Wow, how did he get me so hot with just a few words? My entire body felt shaky and there was no ignoring the fact that I was now damp between my legs and panting. But there was no way I was risking a liaison in the conference room … was I? No … for one thing I was at work so it was totally unprofessional, but the main deciding factor was the fact that the blinds in the conference room had been taken down for cleaning yesterday so it would be like performing in a fish bowl. Damn the stupidly efficient cleaners.
Desperately needing to recover my usual control and momentum I turned and opened the door holding it wide for him. ‘A tour of the office.’ I replied curtly with a raised eyebrow as I tried to hold back a smile at how light hearted and teasing he seemed to be today.
Stepping past me Nathan ran his hand across my hip in the briefest of touches that could have been interpreted as accidental if viewed by an outsider, but I knew full well had been every bit intentional as he stepped into the corridor, ‘Spoilsport,’ he murmured as he passed me.
Keeping a professional demeanour whilst showing Nathan around the offices was almost impossible. Firstly, he kept ‘accidentally’ brushing against me, perhaps a small touch of his fingers to my elbow as he questioned me
Just when I was wondering if Nathan was going to speak at all I suddenly saw him start to stalk towards me and my belly flip flopped at the determination in his steps.
‘I like your hair.’ he murmured, but considering the text I'd just sent him the irony of the comment wasn't lost on me. Stopping in front of me Nathan reached up to flick my long hair back over my shoulders and exposed my love bite and necklace. A small growl of appreciation rumbled in his chest as he traced his fingers first across the chain, before landing on the ridiculously red bite on my neck with the tips of his fingers. As usual his touch sparked tingles of delight across my skin and I only just held back a fevered moan of pleasure. Well, at least I think I held it back.
‘So which of these seventeen men do I need to kill first?’ Nathan questioned softly in a suspiciously deadly tone as his fingers continued to caress my neck with small, warm swirls of his thumb. Oh God! I should never have sent that bloody text, there was going to be a massacre in my office and it was all going to be my fault.
‘None of them … I was only joking,’ I murmured sheepishly as I turned my head to give him greater access to the red circle on my skin that claimed me as his.
‘Ah, I see. Lying to me, Miss Marsden? I think perhaps there should be consequences for such actions,’ he murmured. Consequences? Like punishments? My thumb ring was being twirled at the speed of light by this point and I swallowed loudly, shamefully acknowledging that I definitely hadn't managed to suppress my moan of arousal that time, because Nathan's mouth twitched as he finally smoothed my hair back into place and lowered his hand to his side.
‘So … do you, er … do you want a … er … a tour?’ Jeez, I was stuttering like a complete gibbering fool, but my tongue felt so thick in my mouth I could barely speak.
‘Of the office? Or of you?’ Nathan murmured salaciously, inching himself closer to me so that he was well within my personal space where I could smell his delicious scent and instantly wanted to bury my face in his neck. ‘Because I'm already rather well acquainted with your body, but I certainly wouldn't turn down a re-cap.’ Wow, how did he get me so hot with just a few words? My entire body felt shaky and there was no ignoring the fact that I was now damp between my legs and panting. But there was no way I was risking a liaison in the conference room … was I? No … for one thing I was at work so it was totally unprofessional, but the main deciding factor was the fact that the blinds in the conference room had been taken down for cleaning yesterday so it would be like performing in a fish bowl. Damn the stupidly efficient cleaners.
Desperately needing to recover my usual control and momentum I turned and opened the door holding it wide for him. ‘A tour of the office.’ I replied curtly with a raised eyebrow as I tried to hold back a smile at how light hearted and teasing he seemed to be today.
Stepping past me Nathan ran his hand across my hip in the briefest of touches that could have been interpreted as accidental if viewed by an outsider, but I knew full well had been every bit intentional as he stepped into the corridor, ‘Spoilsport,’ he murmured as he passed me.
Keeping a professional demeanour whilst showing Nathan around the offices was almost impossible. Firstly, he kept ‘accidentally’ brushing against me, perhaps a small touch of his fingers to my elbow as he questioned me
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