“Just say whatever it is.” The growl comes out meaner than I intend.
“It’s nice to see you with an animal. They add joy to our lives. Children too. I hear your little brothers might be stopping by. Should I secure some toys or child-friendly snacks for them?”
I’m going to kill Fitz. “You have been misinformed.”
Mandy isin the kitchen wearing the new clothes when I come back with Pepper.
“I spent way too much time with you.” I’m talking to the dog, a bad habit I’ve apparently picked up. “You’re lucky that I like to talk to Seward. He gets lonely. We’ll have to go visit with him after work.”
Mandy’s made herself some sort of breakfast sandwich. I didn’t even know there was food in the fridge to cook. It smells delicious, slightly spicy. Is that eggs and sausage? Onions, maybe? She’s tapping at an email on her phone with one finger. Music is playing softly. She hums along, leaning over a plate to bite into the sandwich.
The black skirt clings to her hips and the curve of her ass as she bends over. She’s in those same black heels from yesterday, and she stands on one foot, the other raised slightly behind her as she taps the toe of the shoe absently on the floor.
The shirt is too small—it’s practically molded over her chest, so I can see the outline of her tits through the fabric. It stops just at the waistband of the skirt, though as she leans over, I see an expanse of the smooth skin of her back.
I roll my shoulders. “You need to go change.”
She jumps and wipes at the smear of cheese on her mouth. “These are the clothes you gave me.” She’s annoyed, brown eyes flashing as I approach her.
“And you need to get out of them.”
Her eyes flick to the sandwich then back at me, defiant. “Just go ahead and say it. It’s too tight, or I need shapewear, or I’m embarrassing you. Whatever horrible thing you’re thinking.”
It’s like she forgot that I wasn’t kidding when I said I wanted to throw her down and fuck her on the floor last night.
We’re going to do it like that? Fine.
“You really want the truth?” I hook two fingers in the V neck, pull her. She jerks forward. I grab her wrist so that she doesn’t spill the dripping breakfast sandwich on her clothes.
“I want you to take off that shirt and your bra, then put the shirt back on so I can suck your tits through the fabric. I’m not going to get any work done today if you wear that shirt. So you need to change. I have a lot on my schedule today.”
Her eyes lock on my mouth. She swallows. “That’s a valid reason,” she croaks. “I’ll just go home and change.” She turns like she’s going to leave, like I’m just going to let her walk out the front door by herself.
I jerk her back by her wrist, wrap my other hand around the back of her neck. Try not to kiss her.
“I told you—I don’t give a shit about your boundaries. You’re not going home.” I steal the sandwich out of her hand and take a bite. “Fuck, that’s good.” The flavors explode in my mouth.
“Hey! You can’t just take my food.” Mandy trots after me, her heels clicking on the floor. “Don’t you have a private chef?”
“He leaves the meals in the fridge, but this is way better than anything he’s ever made.” I take another bite.
Now Pepper is racing after me, begging for a bite while trying to trip and kill me as I climb the stairs.
“You’re going to have to drive me back to my apartment, then, if you’re going to be so unreasonable.” In the tight skirt and heels, Mandy can’t get up the stairs as fast as me and Pepper.
“Hard no.”
“You don’t get to just dictate my life.”
“I’m your boss. Try again.”
She’s huffing down the hallway as I go to my closet, grab one of the identical starched white shirts hanging there.
I hand it to her as she walks through the doorway of my bedroom. “Put this on.”
Then I push her to the closet and lean against the sideboard while I eat the breakfast sandwich and try not to think of her in there, shirtless. I could fuck her in that skirt and those heels with my hands over her tits.
“You have to give Pepper the last bite,” Mandy calls out from the closet. The dog is slobbering at my feet. “She always gets the last bite of anything I eat.”
