She’d call a few of them, put in for a couple of favors and no doubt, she’d have her answer rather quickly.
“You’re a genius.” Caleb stood and went to her, bending to press a quick kiss to her lips.
Just like that a swift kick of arousal swept through her body, warming her from the inside out, making her pussy spasm with want.
“I knew you’d be pleased.”
“Fuck yeah, I’m pleased. If we can snap a couple of photos of them together, that’ll make the article even better.” Caleb stretched to his full height, rubbing his hands together. “You’re brilliant, sweetheart.”
Zoe preened at his words. She knew Caleb would want to do something like this and once she’d gotten the information from Stephanie, the wheels inside her brain had started churning overtime.
“She turned in her last article. Some great stuff with quotes and everything.”
“Quotes?”
“She wrote about them having phone sex. And she quoted a few things he said.” Zoe shook her head. “Justin Hawkins sounds like he’s up for anything. Not a surprise, though. The guy probably got more pussy than anyone else on the Miners.”
Caleb folded his arms in front of him. “I get a lot of pussy myself, I hope you know.”
“Oh I know, lover,” Zoe purred as she stood. She rested a hand on his bare forearm, her fingers stroking his warm skin. “But let’s be honest, you’re nowhere in the league of The Hawk.”
His face actually turned red. She realized instantly her mistake. “You’d rather fuck that asshole then? Fine, have at it. Too bad he’s blinded by Stephanie, though I have no clue why.”
“I never said I wanted to fuck him.” Zoe had wanted to fuck him years ago, when he’d been an up and coming star and so drop dead handsome her panties had become saturated every time she saw him.
But that was a long time ago. She’d moved on. She always moved on.
“You didn’t have to say it.” Caleb’s mouth tightened.
“I don’t want to fuck him because I already have you.” She stood on tiptoe, pressing her mouth to his, her lips lingering. He barely responded. “I’d much rather fuck you.”
“Really?”
“Oh yes.” She wrapped her arms around him and snuggled close. She was so fucking pitiful, always ready to fuck him, even in the middle of the day in her office.
Just knowing someone could walk in at any minute heightened the situation. She wanted him and his cock inside her this very instant.
“You want me to fuck you now?” His brows rose and he shook his head. “You’re crazy, Zoe. You want me to lock the door?”
“No.” She shook her head and a naughty smile curved her lips. “I want you to fuck me and I don’t want the door locked. Stick it in me and make me come all over my desk. Can you do that, Caleb?”
Growling he grabbed her around the waist and jerked her skirt up, exposing her lower body to his gaze. He smiled and shook his head.
“No panties?”
“No. I wanted to be ready for you.”
“You don’t care that someone could walk in at any minute?”
“I want someone to see us.” She laughed when he pressed his mouth to her neck.
“You’re a bad girl,” he murmured against her throat just before he licked her skin.
She was a bad girl. And Caleb made her feel like even more of a bad girl.
And Zoe fucking loved it.
Chapter Twenty-Seven