Tease Me (Private Listing #4)

“When can you come in?” I glance up as Madison walks by my office door. She doesn’t look in. That’s the worst part of this. I miss her smiles, her coy looks, and when she would get caught up while looking into my eyes. I’m ready for this part to be over, but that’s not my decision.

“An hour. Meet on the sixth floor?” Sebastian sounds a little distracted.

“See you then.” I set my phone down and walk to my door. My mind can’t settle either. Madison is at her desk. She still wears the clothes I pick for her every day.

Her hair is pulled up and leaves her neck bare, showing marks Coop or Noah left the nights before. But underneath that silky blouse and pencil skirt, she should be wearing a skimpy pair of pink panties with a matching lace bra that I chose.

The temptation to leave her bare keeps rearing its head, but it would only distract me more from work. I’m just happy she hasn’t shut Blake and me out completely. Every night she gives us both a hug before going to bed in Noah’s room with him and Coop.

The muffled sounds of her pleasure through the door fill the apartment and make me wish I could be there with them. I crave her.

As if sensing me watching her, she turns in her desk chair.

“Can I help you, boss?” She lifts an eyebrow and gives me a cheeky grin that makes my heart race and my cock throb.

I clear my throat. “I have a meeting on the sixth floor in an hour. Can you reserve the conference room?”

Her smile softens. “Of course.”

She turns to her computer to make the arrangements. Without her eyes on me, I let my gaze trail over every inch of her. All the way down to her black high heels with the flash of red on the bottom.

After a minute, she turns to me again. “Did you need something else, boss?”

You.

It pulses through me, the need, the desire, the craving. The total lack of control over my base desires surges through me. She’s it for me now. I can’t find relief anywhere else and I don’t want to.

Biting on her lip, Madison glances at her computer and phone. She stands and walks over to me. She’s so close her floral scent washes over me. My dick is hard as a rock for her, but I know I haven’t proven myself yet.

Her fingers drag down my tie. Her gaze follows the path before looking at my cock.

When she licks her lips, her darkened eyes lift to mine.

“Having trouble concentrating, boss?” She puts her hand on my chest and pushes me back into my office. When we’re both in, she closes the door and leans back against it.

“You distract me,” I admit.

“Does that bother you?” She tips her head to the side.

“When I can’t fuck you when I want to.” I shrug. “I can deal with it.”

“What if I want to help you?”

Fuck, my cock is about to burst. “How would you do that?”

“Trust me, boss.” Her eyes hold mine, and for a minute, I’m content just to be in this moment here with her. I also know this is a test that I hope to fuck I pass.

“I trust you.”

“We’re going to go fast because you have things to do.” Her fingers reach up to touch her lips. “Is that okay?”

I nod, mesmerized by her beautiful lips and remembering how good they feel wrapped around my cock. “Whatever you want.”

She smiles. “Bring a chair over.”

I grab a chair from my desk and set it in front of her.

“Closer. Almost. Right there.” She urges me to set it directly in front of her. “Sit.”