Billionaire Stepbrother - Secret Lives by Madeline Du Bois Page B
Authors: Madeline Du Bois
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to make sure even her life stayed separate so she played along.
He left his hand on her ass, and it warmed her, made her feel safe and almost as if she belonged to him. She couldn’t imagine wanting to touch any other body again.
Bryant walked up with a bunch of shot glasses that obviously had tequila in them and handed it to each one of them, holding his own up in the air. “To Diesel’s new old lady; to Sin!” he called out, loud enough for the whole bar to hear even over the sound of pool balls being hit. Then, the rest of the crowd followed suit with the toast, making her feel more welcome than she ever had with any other guy’s friends. Maybe a biker is what she’d needed all along.
* * *
“Would you like me to do a coffee run, sir?” Cynthia asked quietly as she placed a file onto Dante’s desk. It was Wednesday already, and he was having a meeting in his office with the CEO that was playing the face of the company. She knew he would never ask her to go get him coffee, but something about bending down to him and calling him sir made her think she could get him going.
It had been so hard to keep their personal and work lives separate. They were constantly giving each other looks and “accidentally” touching each other. It was all they could do to keep from ravaging each other in front of the whole company. To make matters worse, she had forgotten to do laundry, so she had to wear a pair of black slacks that were way too tight and a shirt that showed her cleavage almost inappropriately every time she bent over. Dante had been looking her up and down most of the morning.
“No, Cynthia, but thank you for asking.” Dante was strategically keeping his eyes forward, looking at his CEO instead of her breasts that were practically bobbing in his face. She retired to her desk and pretended to keep herself busy, but in truth, she was doing her job so well that she found herself with gaps of time with nothing at all to do. The company was practically running itself under her capable hands. But it was not a good time to have nothing to do because her mind wandered to thoughts of Dante and those tattoos that wrapped around his torso and down to his god-like parts below.
She fanned herself as she got hot just thinking about him and decided it was time for a nice game of solitaire. Hopefully, it would hold her concentration until the CEO left the room.
Luckily, it wasn’t much longer before they finished their meeting and the two of them were left alone again. Somehow, though, that did not make her thoughts any cleaner. And he seemed to be feeling the same way as he peeked around his own desk at her. She began twirling her necklace with her fingers, nervously. She could feel his eyes undressing her.
Suddenly he stood up and walked behind her, pretending to watch what she was doing on the computer. He bent down to whisper something in her ear. “In about five minutes they will be cleaning the bathroom on our floor. Meet me one floor down in six.” Cynthia instantly got hotter all over at the suggestion that they were going to have sex at work. She was definitely not turning that opportunity down with the way she was feeling. She watched the clock tick away slowly until it was time to head downstairs where she knocked on the door and was pulled into a dark bathroom with the click of a lock sounding behind her.
She was instantly bombarded with a passionate kiss which backed her up against the locked door of the dark restroom. She could feel that his shirt was already off, and she quickly found his belt buckle and busied herself with getting his pants off as well. She felt his mouth sucking on her neck and down to where her cleavage was exposed. She knew that had been getting to him.
With his pants and boxers off, she felt around in the dark until she found his hard shaft, soft as baby skin as she wrapped her hand around it. She felt Dante’s pleasure and desperation
He left his hand on her ass, and it warmed her, made her feel safe and almost as if she belonged to him. She couldn’t imagine wanting to touch any other body again.
Bryant walked up with a bunch of shot glasses that obviously had tequila in them and handed it to each one of them, holding his own up in the air. “To Diesel’s new old lady; to Sin!” he called out, loud enough for the whole bar to hear even over the sound of pool balls being hit. Then, the rest of the crowd followed suit with the toast, making her feel more welcome than she ever had with any other guy’s friends. Maybe a biker is what she’d needed all along.
* * *
“Would you like me to do a coffee run, sir?” Cynthia asked quietly as she placed a file onto Dante’s desk. It was Wednesday already, and he was having a meeting in his office with the CEO that was playing the face of the company. She knew he would never ask her to go get him coffee, but something about bending down to him and calling him sir made her think she could get him going.
It had been so hard to keep their personal and work lives separate. They were constantly giving each other looks and “accidentally” touching each other. It was all they could do to keep from ravaging each other in front of the whole company. To make matters worse, she had forgotten to do laundry, so she had to wear a pair of black slacks that were way too tight and a shirt that showed her cleavage almost inappropriately every time she bent over. Dante had been looking her up and down most of the morning.
“No, Cynthia, but thank you for asking.” Dante was strategically keeping his eyes forward, looking at his CEO instead of her breasts that were practically bobbing in his face. She retired to her desk and pretended to keep herself busy, but in truth, she was doing her job so well that she found herself with gaps of time with nothing at all to do. The company was practically running itself under her capable hands. But it was not a good time to have nothing to do because her mind wandered to thoughts of Dante and those tattoos that wrapped around his torso and down to his god-like parts below.
She fanned herself as she got hot just thinking about him and decided it was time for a nice game of solitaire. Hopefully, it would hold her concentration until the CEO left the room.
Luckily, it wasn’t much longer before they finished their meeting and the two of them were left alone again. Somehow, though, that did not make her thoughts any cleaner. And he seemed to be feeling the same way as he peeked around his own desk at her. She began twirling her necklace with her fingers, nervously. She could feel his eyes undressing her.
Suddenly he stood up and walked behind her, pretending to watch what she was doing on the computer. He bent down to whisper something in her ear. “In about five minutes they will be cleaning the bathroom on our floor. Meet me one floor down in six.” Cynthia instantly got hotter all over at the suggestion that they were going to have sex at work. She was definitely not turning that opportunity down with the way she was feeling. She watched the clock tick away slowly until it was time to head downstairs where she knocked on the door and was pulled into a dark bathroom with the click of a lock sounding behind her.
She was instantly bombarded with a passionate kiss which backed her up against the locked door of the dark restroom. She could feel that his shirt was already off, and she quickly found his belt buckle and busied herself with getting his pants off as well. She felt his mouth sucking on her neck and down to where her cleavage was exposed. She knew that had been getting to him.
With his pants and boxers off, she felt around in the dark until she found his hard shaft, soft as baby skin as she wrapped her hand around it. She felt Dante’s pleasure and desperation
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