Page 38 of Charmed and Alarmed

“Fine.” I attempt an easygoing smile, standing as well.

Unfortunately, Bram isn’t ready to let it drop. “Are you sure about that? You’ve been evasive as hell lately. Does this have anything to do with the relationship advice you were pumping me for last week?”

His words are an unwelcome reminder of how fucking well this man knows me. I blow out a heavy breath, scrubbing a hand over my face. “There’s someone,” I admit, choosing to stare at the glossy tabletop rather than meet his eye. “It’s new. I don't want to get into it.”

Bram lets out a low whistle. “You’re serious? Holy shit.”

I glare at him. “I’m capable of having feelings for someone.”

“I’ve known you for fifteen years, and I’ve never seen it,” my partner states calmly, leaning back in his chair and folding his arms over his chest, regarding me appraisingly. “She must be something special.”

She is, and I think he would agree.

Ignoring this, I stand, grabbing my shit from the table. “I’ll see you at Honor’s thing.”

“No sweatpants! And don’t forget about—” Bram calls after me as I flee the room, and even my current anxiety doesn’t stop me from smirking at the genuine concern in his voice. If it weren’t for the knowledge that my much younger, brand-new girlfriend will be there, almost certainly looking astonishing, I might consider it for the fun of seeing the look on his face.

Fortunately for him, I have a long way to go before Leni and I are on solid ground, and maintaining a certain degree of desirability seems like a good measure.

As I step back into the workspace, my eyes catch on the woman in question frowning at her computer. As if she can sense my eyes on her, she looks up, her gaze meeting mine, and the sly smile she gives me makes my cock twitch. I swore to myself I wouldn’t fuck her in the office again, and one look has me considering which supply closet is least used.

As I move past her and toward my office, I pause, leaning over her desk on the pretense of examining a file she has open. “It occurred to me that I’ve been neglecting a very important part of your education,” I tell her under my breath, careful to keep my body a professional distance from hers, with who knows how many eyes on us.

Leni crosses her legs, shifting a little in her seat. “And what part is that?” she muses, flipping a page in the folder and pointing to a line at random.

“I’m going to call a team meeting. Slip into my office bathroom and get on your knees for me, princess. I’ll show you.”

Straightening up, I clear my throat, striding across the room to the opposite wall, followed by many curious sets of eyes from my team. At her desk, Leni leans back in her chair, plump lips curving in an amused smile that sends my pulse into overdrive.

Jesus, I’m so fucked for this woman.

Which is likely why I open my mouth and, instead of offering up any of the reasonable topics I could discuss with my employees, I say something utterly ridiculous, “I think it’s bullshit school children get a classroom pet, and we don’t. We should get an office pet. What do you guys think?”

Predictably, this pronouncement is met with great enthusiasm. Bram is going to have yet another reason to murder me now, but as Leni uses the chaotic argument ofhamster versus fishto slip into my office and through the door to my private bathroom, I decide it’s worth it.

It takes longer than expected for the matter to be settled, but I finally manage to escape, making a mental note to stop by the pet emporium on the way to work tomorrow. I’m so bewildered by the turn my day has taken that I nearly forget why I did this in the first place.

At least until I pull open the bathroom door and step inside the space to find Lenora Vogel on her knees for me.

She smirks as I close the door, locking it with an audible click. “An office pet? Really?”

I have no interest in discussing this right now. Without a word, my hands move to my belt, pulling it open as Leni’s smile slips. Her eyes fall to my cock as it bobs into the air between us and I step forward, fisting my base with one hand while the other fists her hair. “Open your mouth,” I growl.

She doesn’t hesitate, and I bite my tongue to keep myself from groaning as I watch Leni’s lips wrap around my shaft, her eyelids heavy. I’ve been so goddamn obsessed with her pussy, I haven’t thought to do this with her yet, but now that I have, this won’t be the only time I fuck her mouth just to make it through the day.

“Fuck,” I hiss, using the hair fisted in my hand as leverage to guide her pace, my tip hitting the back of her throat. I’m only about halfway in, but Leni’s hands are braced on my hips, instinctively trying to stop me from choking her. “Take a deep breath. Relax your throat for me.”

She gags on my first try, and pulls back, panting, with a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of my dick. I use my thumbs to wipe away the tears that have escaped the corners of her eyes. “Again.”

Leni doesn’t hesitate. Wrapping her lips around my tip eagerly, she bobs forward, sucking me so well I have to grit my teeth to keep myself from exploding down the back of her throat as she presses past the point of resistance.

I shudder, staring at the beautiful young woman kneeling at my feet, staring up at me with wide eyes, eager for my praise. I give it to her. “Good.” I pulse my hips slightly, and my balls tighten, ready to blow. “Very good, princess.”

She rips back, panting, just as a sound from behind me makes my heart shoot into my throat.

Knock, knock, knock.

My first instinct is denial. After all, who the fuck would dare to knock on their boss’s bathroom door. Leni seems to have heard it too, though, because she is staring up at me, eyes wide.

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