Chapter 3
Tanner
I smile as I wait for her to come in. My security alerted me that she’s on her way up. I sit in my office with my hands behind my head. Grace doesn’t understand why I need a personal assistant and thinks she’s being replaced. I have no intention of keeping Addison permanently. After the wedding, the only work she’ll be doing is on my cock.
The elevator pings, and I sit straight up. “Mr. Bryant said to go straight into his office.”
She walks in, and I can see she had just a shitty time as I did falling asleep, but her makeup is perfect. She doesn’t need any, but I love the pouty red lips. “Mr. Bryant. I’m Addison Reynolds.” Not for long.
“It’s a pleasure. Take off your coat and hang it over there. She opens my closet and gasps.
“We are so not going to get along.” Maybe not, but we’re going to have fun doing it. “Are you always this neat? Or does that girl with the goo-goo eyes handle your cleaning up?”
It never dawned on me that Grace was attracted to me. We’re about the same age, so I guess it’s possible. I wouldn’t know the first thing about women except how cruel they can be. “Do you think she likes me?”
“Are you serious? I know Emmitt said you were focused, but she’s hard to miss. She’s threatened by me.”
“That’s because she thinks you’re here to take her job.”
“Am I?” She raises her brow and twists her head to the side. Damn, I am sending myself to hell. What happened to the leveled headed man I’d been yesterday before she entered my world?
I take a calming breath and try to relax my permanent hard-on. “No. You see this? This is what you did yesterday with your performance.” I spin my laptop toward her. “So I thought it would be a wonderful punishment to have you work alongside me to make it up.”
“I don’t have time for a full time gig.”
“Why? Do you have a boyfriend?”
“Not yet, but I have a lot of wedding planning to do.”
“Well, you have lunches and breaks.”
She grumbles and so I ask, “What did you say?”
“It’s just a pleasure to work for you.”
“Bite that tongue, Addison.” Or I’ll do it for you and so much more.
“So what would you like me to do?”
“I need a cup of coffee.”
“Seriously, you hired me to be your coffee girl.”
“Someone kept me up last night. I have a meeting in ten minutes, so please get the coffee. Black, two sugars.”
“Only psychos drink their coffee black.”
“Your mouth,” I warn her. She has no idea the little jabs turn me on so bad.
“Where is the kitchen area?”
“My coffee pot is over there.” I point to the Keurig next to the opposite wall and sitting area.
She tries to discreetly roll her eyes, but I can see her reflection in the glass from my cabinet. I want to bend her over my desk and spank her. Fuck, I thought if she hated me that much that it would be punishment, but I’m the one suffering.
Addison calmly walks over to me and sets the cup on a coaster on my desk. “You know I’m sorry about the computer. I’ve closed computers before, but I’ve never broken it that way.”
“There was a pen on it.”
“Oh my. I hope you didn’t lose any work.”
“No, just time. I had to wait for the new one with all the security features from my tech department.”
“I’m really sorry.”
“Okay. I’ve got a meeting. I’ll be back in two hours. Don’t break anything.”
“Do you need me to go with you to take notes?”
“Not dressed like that. None of my staff will be able to concentrate on the meeting.” I try to control the disgust at the idea of them looking at what’s mine, but it’s so damn hard to do. “Just don’t break anything.”
Chapter 4
Addison
He leaves and before I can go ask him what to do, he calls his assistant to follow him. She does like a simpering fool and I’m left standing in his office with nothing to do. I suddenly need to pee, so I head out into the lobby and start looking for the little girl’s room. Damn it, where is it?
I pass by the glass windows of the conference room where Tanner sits at the end of the table listening to another guy standing up in a suit. The guy loses his train of thought and stares at me. I try to get away before I get in trouble, but Tanner is out of his seat and to the door.
“Ms. Reynolds, my office right now.” I follow him silently back to his office. “Where the fuck are you going? I thought I told you to stay in my office.”
“I had to use the bathroom.”
“There’s a bathroom in my office. Now go in there and behave. Damn it. You’re interrupting my meeting.”
“I’m sorry. I had no idea your employees can’t concentrate on the task at hand.”
“Stay your ass in here until I get out.” Damn, he’s even sexier when he’s angry.
“What am I supposed to do?”
“I don’t know. Plan the wedding.”
“Fine. Ugh. Tyrant.” I’m going to mess up everything in there. Maybe he’ll spank me for being a bad girl.
“You better believe it.” He closes the door behind him while I flip him the bird behind his back. I go into the bathroom and of course it’s immaculate. There’s mouthwash in there and it smells like lavender. Interesting, I wonder how often he holds Ms. Grace trapped in his office.
I’m so ready to walk out of here and go home, but I need the job. After freshening up, I walk around and steal his seat. I can smell his cologne and I breath it in. He took the new laptop with him, so I take out my planner and my notepad and get to work.
Two hours later and I’ve managed to call the florist and start the seating arrangements.
“Comfortable?”
“Yes,” I say, smiling up at him.
“I need you to type up these notes. Grace and I have a lunch meeting.”
“And I’m supposed to type it on…”
“Here you go, smart ass.” He hands over a laptop and the document is already started for me. I watch as he goes into the closet and pulls out his dark blue wool trench coat. Fuck, my pussy throbs in his chair. I’m sure the seat is entirely wet.
“Have fun.”
“Behave. Your lunch will be brought up by security at noon.” He walks out without another word. Why am I here unless it’s to torture me?
At twelve exactly my lunch is brought up. I’m shocked, but then again, he’s exceptionally anal about everything. I shoot a text to Madison. So bored. *eyeroll*
Madison: Sorry, girl.
Tanner: You can go home.
Me: Are you sure? I love wasting your money.
Madison: Emmitt just told me that you’re working for Tanner. At least he’s good to look at.
Tanner: Come back tomorrow at ten am.
Me: Panty melting hot.
Tanner: Who the fuck is panty melting hot?
Me: Sorry, not meant for you. Off the clock though.
Tanner: Who, Addison?
I don’t answer. Instead, I leave the office and go straight down and out of the building before he comes back and especially when he sees what I did to his closet.
* * *
“Addison, what the hell are you wearing?”
“Clothes, business professional, I might add.”
“Yeah, but they cling to you.”
“And? Should I wear a drab sack?”
“No, but the men here are drooling.”
“I’ve only seen like three guys since I came in. Oh and you, so I hardly doubt they’re all beating their chests to see if I’ll bend over their desks.”
He goes into his office closet. “What the fuck, Addison?” I bite back the smile on my face. I completely forgot I rearranged his things inside there.
“What? I was bored.”
“Come here.” I follow his order and walk over to him attemp
ting to look remorseful which I am totally not. He’s so hot when he’s hot. I bet he wants to spank me. I want him to do it. I can feel the tension in him.
He leans down, staring at me. “You’re pushing it.”
“I can just fix it. It’s not like you give me any real work. I’ll just…” I bend over mid-sentence and pick up the hangers I knocked down, leaving my ass up in the air to tempt the sexy bastard. I swear I could feel him step closer, almost touching me. He growls and walks away. God, if he did, he’d see how wet my pussy is right now. I’m just getting started with Mr. Uptight. I’ll give him something really tight if he wants.
Chapter 5
Tanner
I go home frustrated every single day. Tonight’s Emmitt’s Bachelor party. It’s not really one anyone would call traditional, but he insisted that he doesn’t want a stripper or to head out to a strip club. I’m not into that either, so it’s going to be a night of drinking and pool at my dad’s. The wedding is in two days, but I have to prepare a last-minute audit on a client’s new business acquisition, so I’ll be back just in time for the wedding. Since Addison has a lot to do, I gave her the rest of the week off, which is fucking great because I’ve decided it was a bad idea to have her around me all day. I ache to sink my hands into her hair, push her down on her knees, and stuff her mouth every time she gives me an attitude.
“I should have known this party would be lame, Tanner’s throwing it,” Frank, one of Emmitt’s dickwad friends, says.
“I’m not trying to get off on a stripper, Frank. Maybe you should lay off fucking women you’ve just met.”
“Where’s Phil?” Emmitt interrupts before Frank and I fight.
“He’s not going to make it tonight. He’s at a strip club, paying to get his balls licked,” Gore says. I like him more than Frank, but they both are assholes who have their eyes on Addison whenever they get a chance. I pass around a couple of beers to each of the guys.
“How about some pool?” I ask.
“I’m in,” Emmitt says.
“For money?” Frank tosses out there.
“How much?” I’m the wealthiest of all of us, so I’m not worried about the money. It also helps that I can whip their asses within two turns.
“How about a hundred bucks a round,” Frank says since he’s the one who mentioned money.
“I’m in,” Emmitt and Gore say.
“Works for me.” I roll back my sleeves and loosen my tie.
“I’m going to wipe the floor with you. Then I’m going to look for the maid of honor and fuck her pretty little brains out,” Franks says, stroking the pool stick.
I’m around the table and in his face. “Touch her, and you won’t take another breath.”
He laughs but takes a couple steps out of my reach. “Ah…so you like girls? Or are you just protective?”
“Shut the fuck up and play,” Emmitt orders. I walk away from the bastard before I kill him. I can’t ruin Emmitt’s wedding by going to jail for murder.
* * *
For the next four hours, we play game after game, getting sloppy drunk. Emmitt leans over as we sit on the stools waiting for our turn. “You know Addison’s got a thing for you.”
“What?”
“Yeah, she dreams of you at night. She cries out your name like you’ve been dipping your tongue into her pussy. I swear. Madison wants you two together. She’s perfect for you.”
“Don’t ever mention her pussy again.”
“Sorry, those were Madison’s words, not mine. I love my head between her legs, and she screams out my name.”
“I think you’re wasted.” Emmitt couldn’t stand up on his own anymore.
“I’m in love.” He’s totally fucked up and needs to go to bed. I do too. This time, though, I’m going to jerk off knowing that Addison’s probably doing the same damn thing. Soon. I’m going to take what’s mine, spreading her open and licking her until she can’t take another minute of it.
I stumble out in the hallway with Emmitt. We reach his doorway, and Addison comes out as I reach for the handle. “Maddie, baby,” Emmitt growls, entering the room.
I close the door and say, “He’s shitfaced, beautiful.”
“And so are you.” I’m not as drunk as she thinks I am, or I’d do something stupid like carry her off to my bed and fuck her brains out, filling her with enough cum to make sure she’s knocked up. She grabs my arm and spins me toward my bedroom. “Up to bed.”
I stop her and shake my head. “I need to go home. I have work to do.”
She puts her hands on her hips, giving me that look that stiffens my dick instantly. “Um. You are not driving. I won’t have you ruin this wedding by dying on us.”
“I’m not driving. I’m going to take the limo back,” I inform Addison. I can’t have my sweet obsession losing sleep by worrying about me. I’ve already sent a text to the driver. Besides, I don’t want to have a chance to run into that shrew.
“Oh. Okay. You are going to be back in time for the wedding, right?” She bites her bottom lip, and I see it. The same look she’s given me often. It’s not until now that I realize what it is—longing.
“Of course. I’ll see you in two days.” I brush my lips against her cheek. “Sweet dreams, Addison.” She doesn’t move, and I’m afraid I’ve made a big mistake, but then out of the corner of my eye I see her press her hand to her heated cheek. Fuck, I need to walk out. Now. Damn this client to hell.
I practically stormed out of the house, feeling the cold air strike me in the face. “Sir,” Bentley says, opening the door for me to jump in the back.
“Thanks,” I mutter. The entire drive, my dick remains stiff as fuck. I’d free it from my pants, but I don’t want to ruin the limo. Closing my eyes, I think about her. It’s all I can do is think about my woman. She’s smart, beautiful, and has enough attitude to keep me on my toes.
I still have to spank her for messing up my closet the other day. She thinks it’s funny to watch me get flustered. She’s going to have a lot to make up for and she’s going to spend the rest of her life trying to work my nerves. I can’t wait.
Chapter 6
Addison
I want you on the bed, naked, Addison. Naked and ready for me, he growls. His chocolate colored eyes darken and stare into mine with pure unadulterated lust as he tosses me gently onto the bed. My body throbs and aches in ways that feel so foreign and yet so right. I know it’s all because of him. No one, not a single soul could bring out this longing that Tanner does. His hands touch my skin, searing and marking me.
A pounding on the door startles us.
I go flailing off the bed, only saved from busting my face by the many blankets I somehow entangled myself in. Someone just forced me from the most amazingly realistic dream. Damn whoever is at the door. They ruined my fantasy of the most frustratingly sexy man around.
“Addison, we have a problem,” Madison enters my room at this ungodly hour. For someone who doesn’t like waking up early, she’s in here before the sun’s up, ruining my fantastic dream.
The wedding is at eleven and any last-minute mishaps would indeed be terrible. I look over at the alarm clock on the nightstand. It’s already four in the morning, so this is an awful time to learn of a problem.
I sit up right on the edge of the bed that I want to steal out of this house because it’s so freaking comfortable, and groggily ask, “What’s wrong?”
“My future MIL will be here early. Apparently she wants to help me get ready.”
“Oh hell no. She should be arriving with the other guests.” She’s the reason we didn’t have a rehearsal dinner. Tanner and his father loathe the woman and Emmitt doesn’t want a fight. Shit. I’m going to lose my mind if that woman gets in my way. I have to keep her away from Tanner at all costs. I know he’s going to be pissed about it when he finds out.
Tanner, he’s got a rigid personality. It should be a turn off, but I find his need for order kind of a challenge. As the maid of honor and his personal
assistant I love to drive him crazy, and then dream about soothing him with his cock fucking my mouth. Damn, the fantasies I’ve had of this man are too intense. I’m getting wet just thinking about them.
“Don’t worry about it. I’ll do my best to keep her away from you.”
“Then what are you doing harassing me this early?” I grunt, nudging her with my elbow before laying back down on the bed.
She swats my arm and laughs. “You’re mad because I interrupted another Tanner dream, right?”
The color drains from my face. I sit up on my elbows and ask, “What are you talking about?”
She continues to giggle, earning her a swat on her arm. “You know damn well what I’m talking about. You say his name in your sleep.”
“Oh shit, you haven’t told him, right?” I’m mentally saying prayers that she kept that secret as my best friend. I think I would die if Tanner knew how obsessed I am over him.
“No, I haven’t spoken to him about it. Emmitt hasn’t told him either that I know of, but then again he was pretty drunk the other night.”
“Wait! Emmitt knows?” Can it be any worse? Of course it can. He could have told Tanner.
“Hello, we’re roommates, Addison. He’s heard your loud cries for Tanner too.”
“Oh God,” I sigh, putting the pillow over my face and holding it tightly while muttering to myself. How am I going to face anyone today?
“Remember, you’re the tough, smart, maid of honor who has way too many things to fuss over to worry about Tanner, but I will say he’s probably going to look super-hot in his tux today,” she teases, wagging her brows and nodding her head.
“Asshole, get out. Get some sleep. Can’t have you looking like the Crypt Keeper on your wedding day.”
“Love you, too, fucking goblin.” She laughs and walks out of the room, closing the door behind her. I nestle down again to try and sleep, but the door opens again. With a smile she adds, “Oh and his room is next door.” She closes it quickly, missing the pillow I toss at her. Sleep isn’t going to come now.
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