"I can't be the chairwoman," Josie protested.
"Meghan can't. She's the lieutenant mayor." Edna snorted. "I hear you're unemployed. You're the perfect choice."
"That means Josie will have to be in Harrogate for large amounts of time," I said, a grin spreading over my face. "We approve."
67
Josie
"Ican't believe you managed to do that," Mace said. He had sent his brothers back home, and he and I had returned to his office.
"I felt like I owed you," I told him.
"Don't," he said. "Everything's fine. I overreacted."
"So do you want me to call them all back and say never mind?" I teased.
"No! No," he said in a rush. "This is good."
"I also have something else that I hope will make it up to you," I said.
"You already did more than enough," Mace answered.
I shook my head. "That was the public makeup. Now I have a private one." I flicked off the lights to the office. The only light was from the parking lot below. I undid my skirt, letting it fall to the floor. Then my panties followed.
"You don't have to…" Mace whispered, but he looked like he really wanted me to.
I walked slowly to his desk and perched on it, spreading my legs.
"Shit," Mace groaned.
I undid my blouse slowly and took it off.
"Did you have that on the whole day?" he asked as he gazed hungrily at my breasts, perky from the shelf bra.
"Nah," I told him. "Changed in the bathroom. I don't think the judge would have been impressed if I gave my whole spiel in a shelf bra."
Mace visibly swallowed and unzipped his pants. I touched my nipple, rolling it in my fingers. My other hand trailed up my thigh. I rubbed my hand in the slickness, playing in my opening then bringing it up to my clit.
"I know you wanted to watch me play in my candy jar," I purred, rubbing slow circles on my clit. My breath hitched. Mace looked on, gray eyes dark with lust.
"It feels so good when you stroke me with those big hands as you tease me with your cock," I whispered to him. "Sometimes I play in my candy jar, thinking about you sucking on my tits, my hard pink nipple in your mouth, then you bend me over, your big hard cock teasing me as my hot pussy gets so tight and wet thinking about you. I just stroke myself and tease my clit, wishing it was your cock."
I leaned my head back. The Adam's apple was prominent on Mace's throat, and his body was as tight as a spring as he watched me.
I closed my eyes and moaned. "My pussy gets so hot and wet thinking about you. I want you to bend me over the desk and—"
I shrieked as he grabbed me and kissed me, his mouth crushing mine. His cock rubbed against my clit.
I moaned. "Just like that."
He kissed me, sucking my breasts. I heard him roll on a condom, and he pushed into me. I wrapped my legs around him as he fucked me, his cock rubbing against my clit. Mace kissed my mouth, his tongue tracing my lips, then he moved back down to suck my breasts.
The smell of him enveloped me as his cock filled me. I threw my head back, and he kissed me again, swallowing my cry. His mouth stayed on mine as he fucked me.
"You're mine, Josie," Mace whispered against my mouth. "You’re mine to fuck, and you're mine to love."
"I love you, Mace," I told him, my arms around his neck. "I want to be yours forever."
