Page 34 of The Manny's Fiery Dragon Bond

“You must be Ollie.” They practically leapt from behind their desk and came to greet me. “I’m Jamie. It’s so great to finally meet you.”

“You as well,” I said. I had no idea how they knew me on sight, but I wasn’t going to question it. It could be he scented my mating and that would make things uncomfortable, at least for me.

“He has time between meetings right now, if you’d like to go right in.”

“Thank you,” I said.

Mal looked up as I walked into his office. His desk sat in the corner so that he could have a view of the door and also be able to look out the windows. The windows were floor-to-ceiling, giving him a gorgeous view of the city skyline. On the opposite wall was a tall bookshelf with various decor, some picture frames, and books. I wanted to study each item and ask why it was there. I longed to learn more about my mate.

“Ollie, I didn’t know you were visiting today.”

“It was an impromptu trip. I messaged Alice to see if they had some space at the daycare, and they did.” There was more to it than that, but I planned to save business talk for later. Right now, I wanted nothing more than to be in my mate’s arms.

He scooched his chair back and gestured for me to come closer to him. I wasted no time climbing onto his lap. Then he hit a button on his desk, and the shades for the windows that looked out to the rest of the office rolled down.

“Malric,” I said.

“Ollie.”

“People will hear us.” I wasn’t saying no, but I wanted to put that out there.

“No. They won’t. It’s soundproof.”

That was all the assurance I needed. I climbed off his lap and went down to the floor, shifting closer, and wedged myself between his knees. “Because I don’t think I could resist any longer.”

“So, was this is the plan?” he asked, his voice raw with need. “Seduce me in my office when I should be working?”

I rested my hands on his thighs and looked up at him with half a shrug. “Something like that.”

“And I thought you were a shy little mouse.” His voice was teasing and lighthearted, but also heady.

“Shyness is overrated,” I said. I leaned forward and placed a slow, deliberate kiss at the base of his throat.

“That so?” His hand moved to the back of my neck, a subtle press. “Prove it.”

Gods, I loved the way he exuded power in this place. He treated me like an equal… always. Except here, in this space, I didn’t want to be. I wanted to feel his power, and he must’ve seen that in me because he was bringing it.

“I will,” I said, gaze locked with his.

I lowered my body, now on my knees, my face level with his zipper, his bulge evident, only encouraging me.

He raised an eyebrow. “Comfortable?”

“Getting there.” I winked and reached for his belt.

“What are you doing?” he asked, knowing full well what I was up to.

“Whatever I want.” I worked on his buckle, and once open, pushed it aside, fingers slipping beneath his waistband. His breath caught, and a growl was building in his chest.

I pulled back just enough to open his slacks, the sound of the zipper echoing close to my ear. “I need a little snack.”

I leaned in, pressing a soft kiss to the spot just above his waistband, before pulling them, glad he pushed up enough for me to slide them all the way down, releasing his cock, hard and heavy and so very ready.

I licked my lips, gave him one last, needy glance before lowering my head, parting my mouth, and closing around him.

He groaned, encouraging me on. I moved on him with slow, even strokes, my tongue tracing patterns against the ridge, the veins, the tip, learning him all over again. My jaw was going to hurt later, his size stretching it to its limits, but gods, was it going to be worth it.

His fingers intertwined in my hair, and he moved, guiding my rhythm. He didn’t force me, but he made his desires known, and it turned me on in a way I hadn’t expected. He had me greedy for more… so much more. But we were in his office on borrowed time. All of that would wait. For now, it was my mission to make him explode in my mouth and be unable to think of anything else the entire day.

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