Watch Me (Private Listing #1)

On Friday, I barely held myself back in the elevator, but now to have her here in my office. Alone. And she wants me. Fuck. My normally high IQ takes a nosedive into burning desire.

I can’t get enough of her mouth, but I need more. I leave her lips to press kisses along her jawline.

“Noah,” she sighs as her hands latch into my hair to press me against her neck.

My cell phone vibrates in my pocket. I pull back.

“Oh.” Madison straightens in surprise. Her normally light eyes are blown dark with desire. Her lipstick is smeared. Her hands lower to my shoulders.

I’m sure I’m not faring any better. Lifting my hips, I reach into my pocket for my phone.

Madison starts to slide off to the side, but I grab her hip to keep her there. I’m not nearly done with her.

“Not yet.” I give her half a smile before answering my cell.

Seth’s voice comes through the phone. “We’re leaving for lunch in thirty minutes. Will you be finished by then, or will you need more time with Madison this afternoon?”

Madison’s lips quirk up into a smile, and she covers her mouth. Her cheeks tinge pink. I barely resist leaning back in to taste her joy.

I clear my throat and arch an eyebrow to get her to behave long enough for me to talk to Seth. “We might need a little more time after lunch.”

“Special project?” Seth’s voice almost sounds bored.

Definitely a special project. I thread my hand into the back of Madison’s blond hair, and she softens at my touch. Her gaze drops to my mouth, and she bites down on her lip.

“I’ll make sure not to monopolize her.”

Her hips roll against me, and I choke down a moan. I have no doubt by the end of the day Seth will know exactly what everyone does with Madison today, but I don’t need or want his reminder to go slow right now.

“Right. Well, I won’t keep you.” Seth ends the call.

Wrapping my arm around Madison’s waist, I lean forward with her still against me to set my phone on the coffee table. I lift my gaze to hers. “Where were we?”

Her fingers latch into my unruly hair, and she pulls me into another all-consuming kiss. I’ve never had such a potent attraction to anyone before. I want more from her. I want it all.

I roll her until her back rests on the couch and press down over her.

When I trail kisses down her neck again, she pants out, “I don’t think I’m learning much about what you do as CFO.”

I lift my lips from the pulse in her neck and stare down at her. Her face is flushed. Moving my hand to her top button, I raise an eyebrow for permission.

She bites her lip and nods. Her thighs press into my hips.

“I assume you took a basic accounting course both in undergrad and to get your MBA?” I flick open a button and kiss the skin I expose.

“I did.” Her answer is breathy.

I reward her with another button loosened and another kiss. “And we already know you had a perfect score in every class?”

“I did.”

Two more buttons released, and I pause to appreciate her lace bra with a front clasp. I lower my forehead to rest against her chest as I try to focus on what she needs to know and what I want to do to her in the next thirty minutes. Her fingers ruffle through my hair.

“Fuck, you’re full of surprises.” I lift my head to see her grin.

“Good ones, I hope.” Her eyes are soft and her smile warms my insides.

“The best.” I flick open her bra and watch her eyes as I push open her shirt and bra together to see her breasts. “Perfection.”