Boss Me (Private Listing #3)

You’re always welcome at my place if things don’t work out.

Robert:

Haven’t seen Valerie, but hope you come home soon.

Robert:

I think I found something.

Robert:

Let me know if you’re okay.

They go on like that for a while, but my gaze keeps straying to his message, I think I found something. What is that supposed to mean?

Seth sits next to me and looks over at the texts. “Your neighbor?”

I nod, setting the paper to the side. “He’s always been nice. A little socially inept, but who isn’t?” I shrug and shovel the rest of the eggs into my mouth.

“He doesn’t appear to be the stalker, but be careful. We have eyes on him just in case.” Seth catches my hand as I push back to leave the island. I meet his eyes. “Any encouragement might set him off.”

“He’s really fine. He says he found something and wants to know I’m all right.” I lean in and press my lips to Seth’s. He catches my neck with his hand before I can draw away and deepens the kiss. My insides flame to life.

He presses his forehead against mine and releases a breath. “I just want you to be safe.”

“I’ll text him and that’s it.” I search his eyes for any more worry.

He kisses my forehead before releasing my neck. “You should ask Hope to help you get ready. Tell her I said she can come up before the end of the day and she’ll still get paid.”

I grin as I grab my plate. “That sounds great.”

After cleaning my dishes, I hurry upstairs to start the coffee brewing and empty the dishwasher. I’m putting the last cup away when I hear footsteps. I turn and see Coop heading into the break room.

“We keep running into each other.” He closes in on me and traps me against the counter. His eyebrow rises. “I have a five-minute coffee break.”

I brush some imaginary lint from his shoulder before lifting my gaze to his heated one.

“What do you hope to accomplish in five minutes?”

His mouth closes in on mine but stops just shy of touching. A little noise of frustration leaves me, and he chuckles. “You want to come, my little whore?”

Tingles race up and down my spine. His light blue eyes search mine.

“Are you offering?” I cock my eyebrow at him.

“Always, sweetheart.” His soft lips capture mine as his hand slips under my skirt. His fingers trail up my thigh and stop at my panties. He whispers against my lips, “If I had my way, you’d never wear panties.”

His fingers slip under and thrust up into me. My lips part on a gasp and he takes advantage, capturing my mouth again and tangling his tongue with mine as he finger fucks me against the counter.

His other hand grabs my loose hair and tugs my head back. When he trails his kisses away from my lips, he whispers, “Keep quiet or I’ll bend you over that table and fuck you until you scream.”

I’m not sure that would be a punishment. He kisses down my neck until he gets to the spot where my neck and shoulder meet, teasing the sensitive skin with his teeth and tongue while his thumb massages my clit.

The office disappears as my world focuses on this stolen moment with Coop.

“You’re blocking the coffee.” Blake sounds like we’re just in the way and Coop doesn’t have his fingers inside me and his mouth on my neck.

I open my eyes and all I see is the top of Coop’s head and the ceiling. “Sorry?”