jerked out of his arms, infuriated with herself for having misread his intentions so appallingly. He reached out for her again, but she made a beeline down the stairs and toward the door as nonchalantly as possible considering how thoroughly she had embarrassed herself.
He was quick on her heels and when they reached the door, his voice resonated with something that sounded a lot like pity, making her cringe.
“ Minou , stop,” he whispered as he moved behind her.
Becoming more enraged with herself and her immaturity with each passing second, she paused in the threshold of the door, but refused to look at him.
“What about lunch?” he finally asked, ghosting his fingertips down her spine.
“I’m feeling better already. I can pick up lunch on my way home. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.
Chapter Ten: Understatement
C hloe left with her tail tucked between her legs, and Logan felt responsible for having sent her the wrong message. Once again, he kicked himself for having given into his physical attraction to her. He wasn’t interested in someone to have and to hold—he simply wanted a temporary partner with whom he could enjoy various kinky activities. It was his own damned fault for having accepted her invitation and then allowing her to get him so aroused that he had nearly pillaged her booty.
When the front door closed, he let out an exasperated sigh. Back in his bedroom, he picked up his paddle and replayed what had just happened. The image of her heart-shaped ass with his initials emblazoned on her cheeks put a smile on his face. He would just have to mend things with her and set the record straight as to what he wanted, and more to the point, what he didn’t want.
He was still amazed at how professional she had remained when he presented his design ideas to her, even if she had seemed mildly dazed. He wondered, too, if she would come through for him and give him everything he envisioned his home to be.
****
Later in the afternoon, he decided to make an appearance at work and get caught up on some overdue paperwork. After retrieving a cup of coffee from the break room, he rounded the corner to hear Chloe’s familiar voice coming from an adjacent office. He peered in to see her handing a blueprint to McDaniels, the man whom he considered his nemesis and a douchebag extraordinaire. On more than one occasion, the man had tried to steal the limelight from him and acquire already-in-progress projects.
Worse yet, McDaniels was at the root of his breakup with Jess.
Chloe was still wearing the same tight-fitting skirt she had lifted over her hips only hours before, and he could just make out the outline of her garter belt beneath it. True-to-form, his erection began to build when he wondered if there was any trace of his initials left on her ass.
Neither she nor McDaniels could see him standing outside the door as their conversation began.
“So, dear, how long have you worked here?”
McDaniels' voiced oozed sexual impropriety and immediately put Logan on high alert. Still fresh on his mind was the encounter he’d had with that asshole at the company Christmas party two years before—the very night everything went to hell with Jess. The night had ended in a shoving match followed by McDaniels having his ass handed to him in the form of a busted lip. The fact that they'd both had too much to drink hadn't helped matters. They were damned lucky they hadn’t been fired over that fiasco, especially considering they had both disregarded company policy by hooking up with an intern. What a fucking disaster.
He held back the impulse to barge in so he could hear Chloe's response, but instead he only heard silence. Moving closer, he could see her standing her ground, as she placed the file on McDaniels' desk when he didn’t take it from her hands.
“Too long, in my opinion,” she retorted as she turned to leave.
She left with such speed that it caught Logan by surprise, and when she came barreling
He was quick on her heels and when they reached the door, his voice resonated with something that sounded a lot like pity, making her cringe.
“ Minou , stop,” he whispered as he moved behind her.
Becoming more enraged with herself and her immaturity with each passing second, she paused in the threshold of the door, but refused to look at him.
“What about lunch?” he finally asked, ghosting his fingertips down her spine.
“I’m feeling better already. I can pick up lunch on my way home. I’ll talk to you tomorrow.
Chapter Ten: Understatement
C hloe left with her tail tucked between her legs, and Logan felt responsible for having sent her the wrong message. Once again, he kicked himself for having given into his physical attraction to her. He wasn’t interested in someone to have and to hold—he simply wanted a temporary partner with whom he could enjoy various kinky activities. It was his own damned fault for having accepted her invitation and then allowing her to get him so aroused that he had nearly pillaged her booty.
When the front door closed, he let out an exasperated sigh. Back in his bedroom, he picked up his paddle and replayed what had just happened. The image of her heart-shaped ass with his initials emblazoned on her cheeks put a smile on his face. He would just have to mend things with her and set the record straight as to what he wanted, and more to the point, what he didn’t want.
He was still amazed at how professional she had remained when he presented his design ideas to her, even if she had seemed mildly dazed. He wondered, too, if she would come through for him and give him everything he envisioned his home to be.
****
Later in the afternoon, he decided to make an appearance at work and get caught up on some overdue paperwork. After retrieving a cup of coffee from the break room, he rounded the corner to hear Chloe’s familiar voice coming from an adjacent office. He peered in to see her handing a blueprint to McDaniels, the man whom he considered his nemesis and a douchebag extraordinaire. On more than one occasion, the man had tried to steal the limelight from him and acquire already-in-progress projects.
Worse yet, McDaniels was at the root of his breakup with Jess.
Chloe was still wearing the same tight-fitting skirt she had lifted over her hips only hours before, and he could just make out the outline of her garter belt beneath it. True-to-form, his erection began to build when he wondered if there was any trace of his initials left on her ass.
Neither she nor McDaniels could see him standing outside the door as their conversation began.
“So, dear, how long have you worked here?”
McDaniels' voiced oozed sexual impropriety and immediately put Logan on high alert. Still fresh on his mind was the encounter he’d had with that asshole at the company Christmas party two years before—the very night everything went to hell with Jess. The night had ended in a shoving match followed by McDaniels having his ass handed to him in the form of a busted lip. The fact that they'd both had too much to drink hadn't helped matters. They were damned lucky they hadn’t been fired over that fiasco, especially considering they had both disregarded company policy by hooking up with an intern. What a fucking disaster.
He held back the impulse to barge in so he could hear Chloe's response, but instead he only heard silence. Moving closer, he could see her standing her ground, as she placed the file on McDaniels' desk when he didn’t take it from her hands.
“Too long, in my opinion,” she retorted as she turned to leave.
She left with such speed that it caught Logan by surprise, and when she came barreling
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