Watch Me (Private Listing #1)

Playing by Numbers

Noah

Madison’s cheeks are flushed when Coop opens the door for me. It wouldn’t surprise me if Coop took her for a test run instead of filling her in on her duties for him. I smile at Madison as she stops before me. Her eyes are eager as she looks up at me expectantly.

She’s gorgeous. Her blond hair falls in gentle waves past her shoulders. Her blue eyes capture my attention. Intelligence and curiosity spark in them.

Today her outfit fits her in a way that shows off her curves. I follow the line of her skirt down to her shapely calves and high heels. As I watch, she shifts balance from one foot to the next. I almost shake my head.

Don’t get me wrong. The heels are hot, but not if she’s going to walk around in pain all day. I’d rather she wear slippers or go barefoot.

“We’ll be working in my office this morning.” I lead her to my open door.

“I didn’t get a chance to talk with you long on Friday,” she says. Her eyes dart to the leather couch with a couple of chairs in front of it, then to my desk. It’s a large piece of furniture, and unlike Cooper, I prefer function over style. My dual monitors sit on the desk with one turned ninety degrees.

I take a breath and gesture toward the couch. My stacks of documentation wait on the coffee table in front of it. “I’m not as eloquent with words as the others. I stick to numbers.”

It’s the truth. I’m also not as good as they are at picking up women. Skipping a grade in school meant I was too young for my classmates and out of sync with my peers. I’m lucky the guys took me in as a friend. Even though they were a grade ahead of me, they stood up for me against some of my classmates that didn’t appreciate someone ruining all the grading curves.

They kept me safe from the older kids that wanted to teach me a lesson. They gave me friends when I didn’t have any. We stuck together.

In return, I helped them build some wealth through investments during college. Joining with them to form a company after graduation had been a no-brainer. But women are still a mystery to me. The other women we’ve tried this arrangement with didn’t entice me. There was a spark, but nothing amazing.

But with Madison, I burn to touch her. It might have started with her resume. Of all the people who applied for the job, she stood out as intelligent and driven. Her experience with internships gave her another notch up. And then, when she showed up for the interview, I was a goner.

She lowers herself to the couch, and the tension in her face eases.

“Take off your shoes.”

I sit next to her on the couch. Far enough away to make her comfortable, but close enough that I can smell her soft floral scent and feel the warmth radiate off her body.

“What?” Madison glances at me almost nervously.

“Take off your shoes while you’re in my office.” I grab my tablet/laptop off the coffee table. “I appreciate how the heels make your legs appear longer. If I had a foot fetish, I’d love them. But they also look uncomfortable, and I’d prefer you to be comfortable in my presence.”

The lines around her blue eyes fade, and she gives me a genuine smile. As she slips off the shoes and sets them beside the couch, she says, “Thank you. I thought they’d make me feel powerful, but I didn’t know I’d be walking around the entire building in them.”

I tap on the screen to bring up the first report. “I like what you’re wearing, but if it makes you uncomfortable, you don’t have to wear it.”

Her gaze drops to the shoes with longing. “I do like them, and I know I’ll get used to them. Eventually.”

I shrug. “I’m the youngest of the group. At first, I tried to keep up with the others in everything, but at some point, I realized what mattered to them didn’t matter as much to me. I needed to focus on what I wanted and not what they wanted.”

Her lips press together as she nods thoughtfully. She clears her throat discreetly before saying, “Do you… not want to be part of the other arrangement?”

If she knew how much I wanted her, would it frighten her away? I take a breath and set the tablet down. When I turn to face her, her blue eyes go wide, and she scrunches her forehead in worry.

Without thinking, I lift my thumb to her forehead and smooth out the tight muscles. She inhales at my touch and I drop my gaze to her lips.

“There’s very little in this world that draws me.” I cup her cheek as my thumb trails over her lower lip. “Books. Numbers. Logic. I don’t do well in conversations.” When her lips part, I force myself to continue. “I’ve been with women before, but none of them made my heart pound or my chest tighten like you do. I know we need to focus on work this week, but is it okay if I kiss you?”

I know it’s crazy to ask, but maybe it will help me focus, because all I want to do right now is kiss her pink lips.

Her head starts to move up, and that’s all the confirmation I need. I lean in and claim her. This kiss is unlike any kiss before it. Warmth bursts through me as fire licks at my flesh. She opens beneath me. She tastes like mint and a hint of creamy coffee.

As my tongue caresses hers, she whimpers and presses against my side. I grab her hips and pull her onto my lap. I may have difficulty having conversation, but when I want something, I have no trouble taking it. When I’ve been with women before, I’ve always stayed in control. Able to think rationally and take into consideration all the variables, but something about Madison pulls at something wild within me. A need that throbs relentlessly through me.

Her skirt rides up to her hips as she straddles my lap and presses against my hard cock. I thread my hands through her hair as I devour her mouth. We should get back to work. But when she grinds down on me, making both of us moan, I can’t find a reason to stop right now. I’ve wanted to do this since we met.