Turn Over

My skirt was shoved up to my waist. I circled his hips with my legs, drawing him to me.

“What rule is that?” I could feel the tightening sensation building between my legs. I began to work the buckle on his belt.

“Mixing business and pleasure. Right now I don’t know where one ends and the other begins.” I saw the wolfish grin on his face. He was enjoying it. My body. The desk. The prospect of what we were about to do.

I groaned into his neck as his fingers pinched through my bra. “Mason, this is bad.”

“So, so bad.” He took my face between his hands, kissing me hard and fast. My tongue met his in a fury. “God, I want you.”

“Sir? Mr. Lachlan?”

My eyes shot to his. The panic crawled over my skin. He smiled and pointed to the intercom on the desk.

He leaned across me and hit a button. “What is it, Mark?”

“There are two board members here. I thought you might want to see them while you’re in town.”

Mason struggled to breath. He stretched out the front of his pants with his palms. “Give me a second, Mark. I’ll be down. Get them coffee or something.” He tapped on the button a second time.

I covered my laughter with my hands. “You’re going to see your board looking like that?” I raked my eyes over the bulge between his legs.

He sat next to me and took a deep breath. “It’s going to take me a second.” He smiled. “I guess we’ll have to break the rule another time.” He pulled me toward him and kissed my forehead.

He hopped off the desk. “Wait here for me. Mark will get you what you need.”

I buttoned the top of my blouse and rearranged the panties that he had attacked with his amazing fingers.

“Ok, I’ll be right here,” I called after him.

I wandered to the other side of his office where the remotes were situated on the coffee table. I didn’t know which one operated which TV. I clicked the power button and the Texas Rangers popped up on the screen on the right. They were playing an afternoon double-header.

I settled into the leather chair. I needed to steady myself after the almost desk sex.

“Sydney?” A guy with red hair and glasses stood behind me.

I swiveled in the seat. “Are you Mark?”

“Yeah. Nice to meet you in person.” He extended a hand.

“It is. Thanks for all of your help this week getting everything set up for me.”

“Did your computer show up?” He pushed his glasses back on his nose.

“Yes. Last night. I haven’t had a chance to set anything up yet since we flew out so early this morning. I’m sure everything’s good on it. I can let you know tomorrow.”

“Have you met the other two PR team members, yet?”

I shook my head. “No, where is the PR office?”

“First floor of our three suites. Would you like to walk down there? I can take you. Introduce you to the team.”

“Do you think Mason will be long?” I asked. I wondered if I should refer to him as Mr. Lachlan, but that seemed awkward and forced.

“He’s in with two board members, and it’s been awhile since they’ve seen him. No telling.” Mark looked at his feet.

“Ok, let’s go. It’s not like he can’t find me. Let me text him first.”

I pulled out my phone to let him know I had walked two floors down to meet my co-workers.