Seduction in a Suit: An Office Romance Collection

by Monica Corwin

  All of her hard work was finally paying off. She couldn’t just throw it away all because one man had made her orgasm with the most mind-blowing one she’d ever experienced.

  No. She couldn’t. She had to find a way to forget about him. Even if it was doing a number on her self-control.

  Damn it, Sienna. He’s just a man. There are plenty more out there. So, get him out of your mind already.

  As she sat there, silently ridiculing herself, she hadn’t realized that someone had been watching her

  “Sienna? Are you listening to me?” She looked up to see Paul standing in her doorway.

  “Oh.” She shook her head. “I’m sorry. I was lost in…”

  Quick, think of something.

  The two of them stared at one another.

  Say something, Sienna. Say anything! Jesus, anything would be better than this silence.

  “Umm… getting settled in okay?”

  “Yes.”

  Thank God, he had broken the silence!

  He nodded. “Okay, good.”

  The silence began to loom once again.

  Paul looked at her, and he weighed his options. On one hand, he could be a complete pervert, like most of the men in his office and tell her exactly what was on his mind. But, on the other hand, she was more than just a fuck to him.

  Granted, they’d only spent one night together. He just couldn’t place a time in his life when he’d ever experienced such a strong need for a woman before her.

  But, being a pervert and treating a woman like she was a sexual object was not his style. He respected her and knew how hard it was to be the new man – or woman – on the block.

  So, he’d have to begrudgingly ignore his desires and treat her with the same respect he would any other woman he worked with. No matter how much his penis wished that he wouldn’t.

  “Glad to see you’re settling in okay. Remember, I’m just down the hall if you need anything.”

  “I do. And I appreciate that, Paul. Thank you.”

  “No problem.”

  “Anything else?” she asked.

  “No, I was just grabbing a cup of coffee and thought I’d stop by.”

  “Then I guess I better get back to it.” she motioned toward the papers on her desk.

  “Right.”

  “Unless there’s something else you need.”

  Oh, I need something alright.

  “Hollister.” He blurted out.

  “I’m sorry?”

  “Hollister vs. McQuaid Engineering. Have you had a chance to go over the file yet? I have to prepare a motion, so I thought I’d ask if you were finished with it.”

  “Oh, no I’m not. I haven’t even had a chance to glance at it yet.”

  “Oh, okay. Well, I suppose I can wait –.”

  “No. It’s fine. I can get it from you later.” Reaching between files and stacks of paperwork she pulled it out and held it across her desk. “Here you go.”

  “Great. Thanks.” He smiled politely.

  He should have walked away then.

  But he couldn’t bring himself to move an inch away from her. There was so much he wanted to do. So many places he wanted to touch.

  She stared up at him. Her green eyes looking on in a hypnotizing way.

  Until that moment in the bright lights of the office, he hadn’t realized just how bright and vibrant that they were. And if he wasn’t mistaken, they held tiny hints of golden amber flecks which only added to his intrigue over the woman that he’d barely met twelve hours before.

  “Paul?” She shot him an inquisitive look. “Do you need anything else?”

  God, yes. I need so many things.

  Her intent stare did little to settle his growing need. He wanted so desperately to lift her skirt and run his fingers along the sensitive skin on the folds of her pussy.

  Ignoring his cravings, he sighed and remembered their agreement.

  “Nope, that’s it.”

  “Okay then.” She smiled.

  “Right. I’ll talk to you later. Thanks. For the file.”

  She smiled and leaned back in her chair, focusing her attention back to her papers as he walked out of her office.

  His walk down the long hall of their firm seemed to be endless. With every step that he took, he found himself growing incredibly achy and ready to turn back, bend her over her desk and back her scream his name like she had before.

  Every single ounce of his self-control was being used as he walked back to his office and closed the door gently.

  He tried to reign in his lust for her, pacing the small space of his office space, cursing himself the entire time in an effort to get his growing hard-on to settle down.

  The same thing had happened to him this morning in the shower. But he had been able to do something about it then.

  Frustrated.

  Suffering.

  And completely achy for her, he walked behind his desk and sat in his chair.

  He leaned back, lacing his fingers behind his neck.

  Think of something boring, Paul.

  He tried to come up with something, anything to get her out of his mind. But, he couldn’t. He wasn’t done with her. Not by a long shot.

  6

  For the past hour, Paul had been going over exhibits for a trial that was to kick off the following week. His mind had been elsewhere ever since the night he’d met and seduced Sienna. So much so that he’d barely been able to stay focused on work at all.

  “Hey, Paul, how’s it going?”

  Paul glanced up to see Hal leaning against his office door.

  “Good, Larry. How’re you doing today? Did you get those interrogatories I sent over for the Peterson deposition?

  “Yes. I haven’t had a chance to look at them yet. I’ll get to them in plenty of time.”

  “Sounds good.”

  Paul turned his attention back to his computer screen but, he could feel Hal’s stare still locked on him.

  Looking up, he asked. “Was there something you needed?”

  “No. No. I was just gonna ask,” he stepped further into Paul’s office and sat in the chair across from him. “Did you get acquainted with our newest attorney?”

  “Yes, I showed her around, handled introductions and let her know which cases she’d be working on in the coming weeks.”

  “Great. I knew we could count on you.”

  “Glad to help.”

  “Did you get a look at what she wore? Yowsa! I have to say, I don’t remember her looking like that when we interviewed her.”

  Paul had seen what she was wearing but, he had no intention of letting on that he knew what lay beneath her clothing. He was pretty certain he knew where this conversation was going, and he wanted no part of it. “No, I don’t think I did.”

  Hal whistled, “Well you’re missing out then. Between that tight sweater and her tight skirt, it’s a wonder we’re able to get any work done at all.”

  Don’t assault one of your superiors, Paul. Don’t do it.

  He silently reminded himself who he was talking to but, inside he was dying to step around his desk and cold cock the son of a bitch.

  It wasn’t a secret that most of the men have been drooling over Sienna ever since she stepped foot off the elevators and joined the counsel on the 27th floor. That didn’t mean he had to enjoy hearing about it.

  “Oh yeah? Huh, I hadn’t noticed.”

  Hal shook his head. “That’s because you’re too fixated on work all the time. You have to learn to live every now and then.”

  “I wouldn’t have expected my boss to criticize me for working too hard.”

  “I’m just saying,” Hal continued. “You’re a hard worker. We all know that. But, damn. You’ve got to live a little too. Do you even go out ever? Get laid? Anything?”

  Remember, Paul… don’t hit him. He’s your boss.

  The boys club in their firm had always been egotistical and misogynistic. It wasn’t new. Having them direct their perverted fantasie
s onto Sienna was new to him though, and he didn’t like it one little bit.

  “I’m sorry, am I interrupting.”

  Paul glanced up to the doorway and saw Sienna standing there. It was obvious from the look in her eyes that she’d heard Hal’s comments.

  “Not at all.” He motioned for her to step inside.

  “Yes, well I suppose I better get back to work myself.”

  Without even an ounce of remorse, Hal excused himself from Paul’s office and left them alone.

  Sienna gave him a smile that would have rivaled that of the late Marilyn Monroe before closing the door. That smile of hers was proving to be harder for him to resist every time that he saw it.

  “So, what were you two talking about?” she asked.

  “Oh, you know, your tits and ass. The usual.”

  She rolled her eyes and shook her head. “Lovely.”

  “Yeah, I know.”

  “And?”

  “And what?”

  “What did you say?” She smirked.

  “I didn’t say anything.”

  “Oh?” she stepped across the room. “So, you don’t like my tits and ass?”

  “I didn’t say that.” He grinned.

  Her long blonde hair was up in a bun which looked a mess. On her though, it looked sexy as hell. He knew from experience just how good that hair felt in-between his fingers.

  He just started trying to calculate all of the different ways he could fuck Sienna. He considered all of the different variables of taking her in public or in private. Then his mind drifted for a moment when he thought of all of the toys he would love to use on her, causing a smile to form and his eyes to close, losing himself in the fantasy.

  He was startled out of his thoughts by the sound of papers falling to the floor. Paul opened his eyes and saw Sienna standing there. Her eyes wide as she stared at the bulge in his pants. She wasn’t moving, and he had to bite back a grin when she unconsciously licked her lips.

  “So, what brings you to my office?” His lips quirked up in devilish anticipation when he saw her gaze drop back down to his lap.

  “No reason.”

  He reached down and rubbed along his cock through his trousers. Already growing hard and ready for her, he upped the ante. “Are you sure?”

  There was a predatory gleam in his eyes telling her that he wasn’t about to let her leave until she took what he knew she was hungry for.

  He turned in his chair and leaned back against the leather, opening his legs up to her.

  She came closer to him, allowing him to grab onto her hips, pulling her close.

  He pressed his face in-between her breasts and closed his eyes. He remembered how taught and turgid her nipples got when he’d pinched and teased them. Paul lifted her slightly, pushing her body up to sit on the edge of his desk. He watched with excitement as her breathing grew heavy.

  He was desperate to bury himself inside her.

  Rubbing his hands up her legs and under her skirt he drew his mouth up on one side and cocked a brow at her.

  Her thin lacy panties felt like heaven against his fingertips.

  She gasped when he slid them underneath and dipped a finger along the seam of her sex.

  “Hmm. Why are your panties wet, Sienna?” He pulled one of his hands out from underneath and licked the dewy moisture from his fingers.

  She bit her bottom lip and arched her body back, spreading her legs more for him.

  Fuck, she is beautiful.

  “Tell me,” he slid his hands back up her thighs and tugged on the sides of her panties. “if you could do anything right now, what would it be?”

  He took her hand and placed it along his hardened shaft. “What about this? Do you want this?”

  She licked her lower lip and nodded in response.

  Unzipping his pants, Paul pulled out his dick, stroking it slightly while her eyes stayed focused on him.

  A tiny pearlescent drop of fluid sat on top of its head and he motioned down. “Lick it off for me, baby. Get down on your knees and take me in your mouth” He urged her.

  Following his instructions, she slid onto the floor, dropping to her knees before him and flicking her tongue across the top of his cock.

  “Oh yeah, that’s it. Keep going, baby.”

  He stared down at her in admiration. Her gorgeous mouth taking him in, sucking and licking his dick while moans escaped from somewhere deep inside of her.

  “Is this making you wet, baby?”

  No matter how much he was trying to stay in control, he could already feel himself losing control. And losing it fast.

  “Mmm hmm.” She moaned and wrapped her fingers around him, stroking her in unison with her mouth.

  “I bet you’re absolutely soaking, aren’t you? I’ll bet every bit of your sweet little pussy is dripping for me, isn’t it?”

  She didn’t respond with words, but instead moaned and increased the rhythm of her hand and mouth.

  “Touch yourself for me. Reach underneath your skirt and rub your fingers along your clit. Feel how good it can be.”

  He watched her in complete fascination as she did what he asked.

  “That’s it, don’t stop.”

  Paul was becoming lost in the moment. With her soft green eyes, she looked up at him while her head bobbed up and down along his length.

  He ran his fingers through her hair, pulling at the clip which held her hair up, allowing it to fall around him.

  “I can’t… Jesus… I’m gonna come, baby.”

  His hips jerked with the first wave of his orgasm. She gagged slightly, stopping for only a minute before returning her attention to the task at hand.

  For several mind-blowing seconds she continued to lick and suck him as he floated back down to earth, sated and exhausted from his release.

  He was barely aware of his surroundings when they were both startled back to the present by the sound of his phone ringing.

  “Shit!” He reached over and picked up the phone. “Yeah?”

  “I’m sorry to bother you, Paul. But, two of Mr. Collingsworth’s employees are here to go over their witness testimony. They said you were expecting them.”

  “Ahh… okay, I’m right in the middle of something. Can you get them some coffee or something?”

  “Sure, no problem.”

  “Hmm.” Sienna looked up at him with a devilish grin.

  “What?”

  “I’m something now?”

  “Huh?”

  “You just said you were in the middle of something. You were in me. Well, so to speak.”

  He shook his head and smiled. “You’re naughty.”

  “Says the man who took his dick out and encouraged me to get on my knees.”

  “I didn’t see you putting up a fight.”

  “Well, a deal is a deal.”

  “Oh, so you did that because of the bet, huh?”

  She looked up and shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe.”

  “Well then, what would you say if I told you that the bet was off?”

  “Is that what you want?” she asked, trailing her index feel along the side of his dick.

  “I think it’s safe to say that with you and I, all bets are off.” He replied. “And work colleagues or not. I also think it’s safe to say that we’re going to have to find a way to make our complicated relationship work.”

  She got up from the floor and straightened her skirt. “Well, if we were to stop our little arrangement, then what will I find to do with my free time?”

  “I’m sure we can think of something.”

  “But, if the bet is off? If the arrangement we had is over…”

  “Let me stop you right there, sweetheart.” He stood up and zipped his pants.

  “What?”

  He lifted her chin with his index finger and dropped his forehead against hers. “You and I, we don’t need a bet. We don’t need an agreement. What we need… is each other.”

  “Now, Paul…” she wrapped her arms
around his neck, resting them on his shoulders. “You are an attorney. You know very well that all parties involved in various types of relationships should have a contract to cover their ass.”

  “I’ll cover your ass.” He winked.

  “Oh, I just bet you would.” Smiling she continued, “but, I think we need something to say–.”

  “You want an agreement? Draw it up, baby. Whatever you want. It won’t change a thing. I’m still going to take you tonight and make you scream.”

  “Promises, promises.”

  “I think I’ve lived up to them before.”

  “You have.” She nodded, “but –.”

  “No buts. You and I have only begun. And I’m not going anywhere.”

  Tracing her fingernail along his lower lip, she whispered. “You know what they say in corporate law.”

  “What’s that, you little minx.”

  “Verbal contracts… they’re just as binding as the written ones.”

  He chuckled. “You want a contract?”

  She nodded. “I’d like to know that you’re legally obligated to oblige my every desire and wish.”

  Still laughing, he replied. “Okay, then here it is...” He held out his hand to her and waited for her to take it. “I, Paul Hansen, do hereby agree to be at the mercy of the sexiest attorney I’ve ever laid eyes on, one Ms. Sienna Rausch.”

  “And…” she added, “you have to agree to take her to opening day at Coors Field.”

  “Fine.” He shook his head and kissed her lips. “Whatever Ms. Rausch wants, Ms. Rausch gets.”

  THE END

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  Avery Foster first met the charming and irresistible Jackson Parks three years earlier at her best friend’s wedding. After days of flirting with the sexy best man who made her pulse race the two embarked on a passionate night unlike any she’d experienced before. Truly believing that they shared a connection, Avery had been heartbroken when she woke the next morning to find a note to learn that she had been nothing more than a one-night stand.

  Now years later and on a much-needed vacation from her demanding job, Avery is looking forward to the quiet days of solitude she is sure she’ll find in the mountains of Colorado. What she doesn’t know is that her matchmaking friends have other plans in store for her. They’ve arranged for Jackson to join her in hopes the two can rekindle their romance that fizzled out far too soon.