Page 40 of Trace's Passion
He held out his hand to her and they shook hands. “I have heard good things about you as well.”
Scott laughed, “Well, if you need anything, you ladies let me know.”
They both nodded and Scott kissed Stacy softly one last time and then walked to an office much like the one that Trace came out of.
Stacy showed her how to work the phones and how to radio the men, which made her smile and then Stacy showed her how to file everything and things of that nature.
It was a very productive first day and when Scott came out of his office, he looked at them both, “Do you mind if I take my wife to lunch? We won’t be gone long.”
Emery grinned, “I don’t think I will need her. I'm sure I can figure everything out.”
Stacy gave her a hug and the two of them walked to the cafe next door.
Emery gave a small laugh and grabbed the small lunch box she brought.
Grandma Viv had made certain she had lunch and had packed it for her.
She'd also left her a note, ‘Have a great first day Emme girl.’
Emery laughed and felt eyes on her, and she looked up into Trace’s green ones.
He was leaning against the door jam, his arms crossed over his hard chest, and he was smiling.
“Hello there sir, may I help you?”
He sauntered over to the desk, his dark uniform stretched over his muscles in a delicious sort of way, and he leaned over the desk, his hands braced on it.
“Yes, there is something I need help with. In my office.”
She stood, her eyebrows drawn down, “Really?”
He nodded, and she walked from behind the desk to follow him to his office.
When he shut the door behind her, she heard it lock and she looked up at him, shock on her face. "What are you doing Trace?" Her words came out breathy and he smirked down at her, "You know exactly what I'm doing. Scott and Stacy left, and we are alone. I needed my girl."
He pulled her into his arms and kissed her, threading one hand into her hair at the back of her head and the other anchoring her to him, his hard body wrapped around hers.
He pulled her head back softly and deepened the kiss, making her moan in her throat and loving his dominance over her.
When he pulled away from her lips, he kissed down her neck and down to her cleavage that she had deliberately left to tease him today, "You did this on purpose didn't you? Knowing I would be able to see you tempt me beyond reason while we are at work and I'm not supposed to touch you like this."
She nodded, "I wanted more of you. You left me wanting last night while you slept down the hall from me. I woke up aching and needy and you weren't here to help me."
He growled as he licked into her breasts with his tongue, before pulling her shirt and bra down and claiming her nipple in his mouth. "Did you touch yourself this morning? Like I told you not to do?"
She shook her head, "I wanted to, but I knew you would fix it today." He looked up at her as he licked her neglected nipple, "Damn right I will fix it."
Then he dropped to his knees in front of her and unbuttoned her pants and dragged them and her panties down her legs.
She stood against his door, shaking and wet, needing him to make her cum. He nuzzled his face into her thatch of light curls on her mound and then he threw one of her legs over his shoulder and opened her up to his mouth.
She cried out into the room and then remembered where they were, so she bit her lip hard and whimpered quietly as he licked and sucked her all over her sensitive folds.
When he bit down lightly on her clit, she had to bite her knuckle to keep from screaming. Then he suckled it better, until she was writhing against the door, one hand against her mouth, the other buried in his dark hair.
When he flicked her clit with his tongue she was done, and her back bowed against the door and she cried out into her hand.
Then he stood, his face glistening with her release and pulled his hard cock from his pants, "Are you ready for me again?"
