After a truly delicious lunch, I get the pleasure of watching Bella’s cute ass as she sashays back to the car. She lets me hold the door open for her and gets in, not bothering to make sure her skirt covers anything.
I get a flash of black lace panties and a good view between her tits. I’m convinced every inch of her is delicious, but I need to get a taste to confirm. Bella’s lips curl up in a smile and I see the same wickedness in her eyes.
“Miles, I think you want something.”
“You know I want you.”
“I know you want to show me what a mouthful you are, but if you keep looking at my legs like that, I’ll get the silly notion that you want to get on your knees right here and take a very thorough tour of what’s under my skirt.”
I grin and shut the door. She’s a confident one, just as she advertised. She knows what she wants, she’s not afraid to say it, and she intends to make it happen. Normally, I’d call her forward or overreaching, but when she’s spot on, it’s hard to do that.
I’d love to complete my lunch break with a taste of her mouth, then put her on my desk and feast on her pussy.
Once I sit down in the car, I’m aware of exactly how hard I am. Bella leans towards me and strokes up my thigh, making sure to stay shy of the mark. “I don’t know if the boss should walk into the office like that, Mr. Langston.”
“No?” I chuckle. “Don’t you think it has an air of authority?”
“You have it all on your own. But that front desk girl wouldn’t be able to focus for the rest of the day.”
“Don’t worry about Sasha.” I tip Bella’s chin up so my nose brushes hers. “She’s overeager and willing to please, like most women I come across.”
“Then why on earth would you want someone as greedy and driven as me?”
“Greedy? I wouldn’t use that word for you.”
“Then we should work on the definition.” Bella slides her hand higher while sighing against my lips. “Because I’m feeling very greedy and demanding right now. Wanting to get on my knees and spend the ride back to the office filling my mouth with you, then I’d have to try out each of your partners.” Her hand brushes my cock.
“Patience is a virtue.”
“Are those the words you want to go with today, Mr. Langston?” She asks as her lips brush mine and her hand tightens around my obvious hard-on. “Think about it … long … and hard.”
One clear and open conversation and Bella’s gone from teasing secretary who knows how to ride the line of professional and provocative, to her being dirty and naughty with that wicked smile that tells me she has no shame. That even if someone knocked on my window right now, she wouldn’t move.
“Those are the words I’m choosing for this car ride.”
She starts to draw back, her hand sliding back to my knee, but I catch her mouth with mine. She makes a soft sound in her throat as I lick between her lips, then opens for me. Bella’s mouth is hot and demanding, definitely greedy. Unlike most women I kiss, she doesn’t just give in and let me have control.
She works to please, teasing my tongue with long strokes, exploring my mouth, and sliding her hand around the back of my head to pull me closer to her. Her breasts push against my chest and she manages to get one leg over my hip which means her skirt must be up and barely covering her ass.
I grip her upper thigh and feel the garter of her stockings which takes this make out session from a solid ten on the scale to breakneck speeds. I jerk her onto my lap, both hands covering her bare ass so I can grind my hardness against her. She draws back then and taps my lips.
“Patience is a virtue, Mr. Langston.” Her voice is all low and husky.
“Keep teasing me and I’m going to bend you over my knee and spank you until you behave.”
She still manages to slide off my lap. She spreads her legs and guides my hand up the inside of her thigh. “I got a feel of you, and I’m nothing if not fair.”
“Bella. You’re a dangerous woman,” I groan as I stroke her wet pussy through her underwear.
It would be so easy to move the thin fabric to the side and have her right now, but all at once, she closes her thighs around my hand and pulls my fingers free. She watches me as she wraps her plump lips around the same fingers that were just on her and sucks them hard. Her tongue curls around the tip of my fingers, then she sucks them deeper.
After freeing her mouth with a pop, she gives me my hand and pats my knee. “We’re going to have a lot of fun, Miles. But I’ve never had sex in a car and I don’t plan to start now.”
“Is there a reason for that, Bella?”
“Not much room in a car. It limits positions and that limits fun. I’m sure you know all about that,” She purrs.
I shake my head, but can’t stop the chuckle from coming up my throat. We get back to the office and Bella hurries to catch up with emails and other work that’s come through. Proof she can be an asset while being sexy as hell.
I’m a wealthy man and a good-looking one at that. Not bragging, just the truth based on my experiences since my ex-wife and I divorced. Women throw themselves at me and my partners on a regular basis.
Bella however, is different entirely. She’s eager, I can see that, and based on our little bit of naughtiness in the car, she knows what she wants and is willing to take it, but she has a restraint that is rare. Not to mention she’s gorgeous. Her thick dark hair, those deep bedroom eyes, her gorgeous body.
I can’t quite figure out why she’d tie herself up (a good mental picture for later) in our office instead of taking the route Nick explored when he decided to model for magazines. Bella could be a playboy bunny that would outshine every other.
So why take a job as a secretary here? And where did she come from? All her references checked out – Holden insisted on following through with those – and yet, I’m shocked that I know next to nothing about her. Nothing about her family, her past, any of it.
I suppose it doesn’t matter in terms of the working relationship or her being my sugar baby, but that curiosity and the way she feeds into it by only giving me glimpses and not the full thing, stopping us just as we started getting fun … it’s driving me insane.
Roman stops by my office glances at me carefully then sits. I arch an eyebrow. “Problem?”
“Wanted to make sure that our secretary wasn’t under your desk currently.”
I chuckle. “Not quite yet, Roman. How can I help you?”
“I assume you enjoyed lunch.”
“Not as much as I would have liked. She’s an interesting one, that’s for sure. She agreed to be shared, but I’m not sure she understands exactly what that means.” I drum my fingers on the table. “I have a feeling she’s only taken one guy at a time.”
“A feeling … you’re not sure.”
“I don’t know much about her, honestly. Her mouth is delicious and she’s not shy. That’s what I’ve learned.” I feel my lips quirk up. “And she gets wet from making out and having her ass grabbed.”
He rubs his jaw and looks out to where she hurries to Matthew’s office with a giant folder. That tight pencil skirt doesn’t hide a thing. All her lush curves are right there, offered up to us.
When Matthew opens the door for her she gives a sexy smile and runs her hand over his chest. Roman’s eyes won’t miss it. I’m sure of that. He grunts once. “She’s forward.”
“What woman isn’t around us?”
“She should be careful in the office. You know how rumors spread.”
“Like wildfire,” I agree.
“I’ll have to talk with her about it.”
“Talk, touch, punish. Whatever you’d like,” I encourage. “I’ll happily spoil her when she’s good when she’s naughty … well you and I will have to take turns on that punishment.”
He nods. I can still see a trace of something in his eyes, almost like he’s not sure he wants to commit to this, which I suppose I can understand given his personality, but it’s not going to be anything serious.
Bella, while beautiful, is too young for anything long-term. We’ll have fun, and satisfy ourselves and the curiosity will dwindle as it always does. I’ll enjoy her and so will the guys. We’ll be able to stay focused at work once we get our fill of her regularly and when she’s done or we are, we’ll be able to continue the working relationship without any problem.
“She won’t be a problem when things end, Roman. She wants this job more than she wants us. That’s very clear. Like Holden, she’ll put her responsibilities and her morals first and her desire second.”
“You assume her priorities won’t change.”
“What woman can satisfy six men continuously and not eventually burn out?” I challenge.
He shrugs, then we watch Bella whisper something in Matthew’s ear. He laughs and nods, making her laugh as well. She glances at us, sees us watching, waves, and returns to her office, leaving the door open like an invitation.
Unfortunately, I have three phone meetings back to back which means I can’t do much of anything about that. I nod to Roman. “Go. Make sure her network is set up correctly and that she’s clear on the specifics of the position she’s accepted.”
“Which position would that be?”
I smirk. “Whichever position is suitable for work. Meaning you don’t get caught by the employees, of course.”
Roman chuckles and stands. He adjusts his suit as if it’s ever out of place and walks to the door of my office before pausing. He clears his throat. “I’m not going to pass up a sexy woman who wants me … I just worry about how this will end. Feelings are not slaves to reason. They come and go easily and I would hate for anyone to misunderstand that.”
“And I’d hate for anyone to get hurt,” I agree. “So if we see any of the guys slipping, we’ll remind them that she’s all of ours and that this is a fling. Nothing more.”
“Of course. You and I will check each other.”
“And the others,” I agree. “No man left behind, no man left out in the danger zone without backup.”
Roman nods and walks out of my office to go teach Bella something or other. I blink at my desk, remembering what it was like in combat for half a second before pulling myself back. That was a different me from a different time. Combat is a different world from the corporate offices and the enjoyment of being in Arizona.
One thing’s for sure: we’re not going to go to war with each other over a pretty face and nice ass. Bella will only be in our lives as long as she doesn’t kickstart an issue. Something I’m sure Roman will make very clear … if he doesn’t, the rest of us will. We were friends before her, and we will remain friends and brothers after her.
