Page 98 of Sins of the Father

“Thanks.”

I like Shira, but she also makes me a bit nervous. She seems to understand everything about what goes on.

“Can you not um...when I leave can you not—”

“Make any smart remarks to Steven about you looking hot?”

“Yeah.”

“Done. Don’t worry. I’ve got your back.”

“Thanks.”

When we step off the elevator, Steven has his back to us and goes into his office and shuts the door.

“Just like clockwork,” Shira gloats.

She leads me to his door and knocks.

“Come in.”

She opens the door. In a neutral voice, she says, “Harper is here to see you. Should I let her back?”

“Yes, of course.”

She spins, smiles, and winks, then motions for me to go in. As soon as I do, I shut and lock the door.

Steven is already on his feet. “Harper, is everything okay?”

As I walk toward him, I throw my purse on his desk and pull off my sweater dress.

“Holy shit,” he mumbles, his eyes filling with heat.

I run my hands under his suit coat, from his stomach up to his pecs and then slide them around his head, lacing my fingers through his thick hair. “We have a half hour before your next meeting. I came to say thank you.”

“You don’t—”

“Quiet.” I cover his mouth with mine and flick my tongue around his, hungrily matching his growing speed. I shove his blazer over his shoulders and toss it on the chair.

I step back and order, “Sit down.”

He scans me from head to toe, walks backward, and pulls out his chair, never taking his eyes off me.

“Do you need to prepare for your next meeting?” I ask, running my finger on the length of his shoulder.

“No. I’m ready.”

“Good boy.” I set the timer on my phone, giving us a ten-minute warning, then unbuckle his pants. When I grab his waistband, he lifts his hips, and I pull them down.

I push his chair toward the glass and kiss him again. He tries to pull me on him, but I murmur in his ear, “Sorry, lover. I need your big, beautiful cock in my mouth.”

His eyes widen, and his chest rises and falls faster.

I shimmy down him until I’m on my knees and slowly lick the base of his cock.

He groans and weaves his fingers in my hair.

I tease him with my tongue and suck on his tip a few times. His fingers dig harder, but he doesn’t push me down.

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