“Does it matter?”
“Good God.” She winces. She shifts off my lap, but I clamp hard hands on her hips, preventing her from climbing off me.
“My staff know better,” I say. “Even if I were to leave the door open, no one in their right mind would dare to walk in without knocking. Not even my brothers. They know better than to waltz in without my agreement.”
“What if Lydia hears us? She sits right outside your office.”
“She’s stuck in a meeting until lunchtime. There’s nothing stopping us, kitten.”
Her eyes bounce around before settling onto mine.
She lets out a low laugh. “You make me do reckless things, Phoenix König.”
“It’s the only way to live, Mrs. König.”
“I’m still Miss Knight.”
“Only for four more days.”
We exchange a complicit smile.
“Can I keep kissing the hell out of you?”
“I’m not going to stop you.”
Thank the fuck God.
I kiss her hard enough to bruise her pouty lips.
She doesn’t protest nor does she pull away. She meets my passion, tongue stroke for tongue stroke.
I take her hand and place it on my bulge. She whimpers into my mouth as her fingers cup my erection. My cock pulses and twitches at the contact.
“You do this to me, kitten.”
“God, that’s hot,” she says as she strokes my cock.
With my free hand, I unbutton the front of her dress, revealing a cock-hardening lavender lace bra.
“Fuck,” I say, as my eyes land on the swell of her breasts and her protruding pink nipples peering from the sheerness of the lace. “Jesus, you’re so beautiful.”
Unable to resist, I reach out and trail a finger across her skin.
She gasps when my finger caresses one nipple, then the other.
My lips crash against hers again and I kiss her with fervor as my hand slips under the hem of her dress. The warmth of her smooth skin burns my touch. Searing a line of fire along her skin, I travel between her legs until my fingers brush against the silk fabric of her panties.
I prefer to keep my sex life in a more private setting. Hence, why I’m a member of an exclusive adult club. It never even entered my mind to get down and dirty in my office. Yet, here I am defiling this beautiful woman.
“Phoenix…” She moans and pushes her body against my hand, urging me further.
“I love hearing my name on your lips. It’s a lot better than King Kong Tycoon.”
She responds with a shy smile.
“Say my name again.”
“Phoenix.”
