Corporate Temptress

She unbuttoned her suit jacket then tossed it onto one of the chairs. His mouth went dry. Her pink silk top hung delicately over her luscious frame. She had round and soft breasts that he could bury his face into and curves that no woman should possess, since they could be his undoing.

Once in front of him, she stared intently, angling her head up to meet his gaze, since she was a good bit shorter than he. “I’ll sign the deal. Merge the companies. But you have one condition to meet before I do.”

Am I imagining this?

The woman was a corporate temptress—not only did she succeed in business, but she succeeded in the art of seduction. He found himself captivated. From her husky voice to the confident twinkle in her gaze and even her choice of clothing appeared to tease a man. But was she coming on to him or was this wishful thinking?

He swallowed, refusing his instincts to grab on to her and see if her mouth tasted as good as it looked. “Again, what conditions?”

“The issue between us.”

He inhaled, catching a whiff of her sweet perfume, but beneath it, all he scented was aroused woman. “Issue?”

She slid her finger up his forearm in a slow, seductive caress and he tensed. “Now now, Evan. I never took you for a man who didn’t see things for how they are.” Her gaze followed the path her finger took and heat rushed through his veins. “You think I haven’t noticed how you fuck me with your eyes.”

Her blunt statement tightened his muscles. Women never spoke that like. Not unless he dreamed of it, then fantasized over it later. But what game was she playing? First she’d teased him for days and now she increased it? “Point being?”

“Well, you see,” her fingernail continued to trail up his arm, “for us to continue with this merger, we can’t have this distraction.”

That rich tone of hers drifted over him, making his desires rear up. The tickle from her nail awakened the part of him that wanted to bang her ruthlessly. Right now the merger happened to be the last thing on his mind.

“This deal will merge two top companies together and we need to focus to see it succeed.” Her gaze lifted and her tongue slid across her lip, drawing his focus to her luscious mouth. “How can we focus with this sexual tension between us?”

He paused, considering if he’d heard her correctly. Had the blood rushing to his cock somehow switched off his mind? “How do you want to fix that?”

She put

her hand on his chest and as she slid it down his stomach, he gritted his teeth. That light touch of hers continued until she cupped his erection. “You get the merger.” She stroked him slowly. “I get this.”

He stared at her and waited for her to retract her statement. For his mind to tell him that either he was dreaming or that this wasn’t really happening. When only a seductive vixen stared back at him, he chuckled. “Are you serious?”

“Oh, I’m very serious. I’ve been distracted with you being here. And I know you have too.” She closed her hand around his hard cock as if to prove her point. “Are you telling me you haven’t thought of this after our first conversation? Wondered what it’d be like for me to whisper naughty things to you?”

With her nails she scraped down his shaft with a light touch that had his hips thrusting forward. “Then, after we met, didn’t you wonder how I’d taste? What my mouth would feel like wrapped around your cock? How it’d feel to be buried deep inside my pussy?”

He’d thought about all that every time he jerked off since he arrived. He should move away from her to keep this strictly business, but he had no intention of doing so and rubbed himself into her hands. “Are you trying to seduce me, Brooke?”

“Not trying, I am seducing you, Evan.” She grinned, a smile not of happiness, but one that drew his focus to her mouth. “In the best interests of the company, of course.”

She licked his bottom lip with a hard flick, causing his cock to jerk. “I’ve wanted you from the moment I talked to you. That need has only increased since you’ve spent so much time with me.” Again she carved a path on his bottom lip with her tongue. “I’m done thinking of you, pleasuring myself until I come with thoughts of you on my mind. I want the real thing.”

He groaned as pre-cum moistened the tip of his cock.

“How I see it, we have two choices. One, continue to have our thoughts focused elsewhere.” Her head tilted, exposing the long line of her neck. “Or two, give in and sate the need.”

While he enjoyed the game she set out, he focused his thoughts to make things real clear. “Are you suggesting you won’t sign the merger until we fuck?”

“Yes, Evan,” she whispered. “We’re going to fuck to remove this issue, and get our heads back in the game.” She continued to stroke him and his legs trembled. “So, tell me, Evan. Do we have a deal?”

Sexual harassment suit flashed through his mind. He didn’t give a shit. The woman handed him an in to have sex with her and he wouldn’t refuse it. He glanced at the swell of her breasts, then he dipped his finger between the valley and she gave a nice little shudder. Sliding the fabric over to the side, he finally got a full look at those tits. She wore a see-through bra, and her rosy nipples were tiny and hard, perfect for his mouth.

As he grazed a nipple, she hissed, and he loved her reaction to his touch. He didn’t want young and inexperienced, a woman who didn’t know how to pleasure a thirty-seven-year-old man. He wanted a woman to screw his brains out.

Brooke could do that and then some.

Maybe in some cases, he might think less of her for her overt sexuality, but this was not some whore off the street. The woman before him was high class, rich beyond anyone’s desires and deep into high society. Her offer solidified around him; two consenting adults fucking until they reached exhaustion—only an idiot would refuse her.

With a final flick of his finger on that delectable bud, he settled her shirt back into place then lowered his hand to her ass. Nothing could have prepared him for how her ass cheek fit perfectly into his grip, nor the yearning he suffered to see it bouncing on his dick.