“It’s not like you need the money,” he shot back.
I put down my cell and picked up the office phone. “Hello.”
“Nash?” Saige said.
“Yes.”
“There’s a minor emergency. I need to see you in my office right away.”
“What’s wrong?” I asked.
“Just come to my office, please.”
“I’ll be right there,” I said and hung up.
This was my own fault. I spoke too soon. I claimed it was all good and it wasn’t. It never was. I should know by now that when things were running smooth, there was a bump coming. It was just the way life worked.
I left everything on my desk and stepped out of my office. The place was empty. Everyone cleared out hours earlier. With the end of the tax season, there was little for them to do. Work would pick up soon, but for now, they were all getting a well-deserved breather. The lights were off with just the security lights illuminating the space. I wound around the cubicles to Saige’s office. Her door was closed.
I knocked once and then because I worried there might be a client with her, I adjusted my tie. I needed to appear professional. “Come in,” I heard Saige call out.
I opened the door expecting to see an angry client. Instead, I was greeted by a half-naked Saige perched on her desk. There was a bottle of champagne sitting on her desk beside her. She held a glass of champagne in her hand. A single candle burned on the small table behind her desk.
“Saige,” I said her name. She left me speechless.
She was wearing a sexy red corset with a lacy red garter. Her red heels were completing the sultry look. “Hi,” she said with a smile before extending a glass of champagne to me.
“Hi,” I replied. “There’s an emergency?”
She smiled. “Yes. You’re looking at it. Tax season is over. We made it through. There were some rough moments, but everyone survived.”
I took the champagne and sipped it. My mouth was suddenly very dry. “You kicked ass,” I told her. “I was just going over the profits.”
She slowly shook her head. “Is that really what you want to talk about right now?” she asked.
“I don’t want to talk at all.”
“Good, because I was hoping I could give you one more return.”
I closed the office door behind me and turned the lock just in case the cleaning crew came in. “I’d like to give you a little something as well,” I teased.
She took a drink from her glass. “You’re very overdressed for this celebration.”
“Were you wearing that all day?” I asked. I studied all the red lace and almost kicked myself for being so close and yet so far from her all day.
“Yes,” she answered. “You’ve been so busy staring at those reports all day, you barely noticed me.”
“Flash me a little of that next time and I will absolutely notice.”
“When you see me next, you’re going to wonder what I’m wearing under the business suit,” she teased.
I smirked. “I already do. I usually prefer to think of you naked under the clothes.”
“Maybe I will be next time,” she said.
She slid off the desk and sauntered toward me. Her hips swayed as she walked. She reached out and grabbed my tie, pulling me close to her. “Why are you still dressed?”
“You’ve stunned me to the point I can’t do much of anything but stare at you.”
“If you get those pants off, you can do a lot more than stare at me.”
I reached for her and pulled her close. My mouth covered hers, sucking on her tongue and forcing her mouth wide. “I want you,” I said in a harsh voice. “I’ve wanted you all fucking week. I’ve got blue balls like you wouldn’t believe. Don’t pretend you haven’t been teasing me.”
She began to undo the buttons on my shirt. “I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Liar,” I growled and slapped her ass that was bare in the thong that matched the bit of red lingerie. “You knew what you were doing when you bent over in front of me. You leaned down to point out something on a printout just to give me a glimpse of your cleavage.”
She laughed and quickly undid my tie. “You’re on to me.”
“I’ve been on to you. It’s your classic move.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about.”
“Yes, you do. Before, when I was your client, you’d wear a black lace bra and give me little peeks, just enough to tease.”
She pushed the shirt down my shoulders. “You knew?”
“Damn straight I knew.”
“What took you so long to do something about it?”
I leaned my head back while her tongue roamed over my mouth. “I don’t know,” I whispered.
Her hands undid my belt before attacking the button and zipper of my pants. When she pushed them down my hips, I quickly kicked off my shoes to make room for the dropping pants. Her hands stroked down my chest and over my stomach. She gently scraped her nails over my flesh before rubbing and massaging.
Her mouth pressed against one nipple, then the other. She dropped to her knees in front of me, tugging down my briefs while looking up at me. Her hand wrapped around my cock, gently squeezing and tugging before her mouth slid over the tip.
I flinched, jerking back as her hot mouth slid down my length. I reached for her head and ran my hands through her hair. She sucked hard while fondling my balls. I was seeing stars. It was good. So damn good. I looked down, watching her head bob up and down on my dick. She was on her knees with her dark hair falling around her shoulders. The red lace thong hugged her ass. It was one of the best views I had ever seen.
I clenched my teeth together, the ecstasy rising high and threatening to topple me to the floor. “Saige,” I grunted her name.
She moved faster, her teeth scraping over my cock and damn near killing me with pleasure. When the orgasm was close, I tried to pull back. Her hands reached around and grabbed my ass, squeezing and holding me against her face.
“Fuck me,” I groaned. There was no stopping the explosion. It would have been easier to stop a volcano from erupting.
I jerked once and then again. She swallowed me whole, taking every last drop before pulling away. She looked up at me, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand. I struggled to catch my breath. I helped her to her feet and took a moment to drink in the sight of her.
“Woman, you are amazing.”
She grinned. “I try.”
I flicked my finger under the garter around her waist. “I like this.”
“Good. I wore it for you.”
I reached for the thong she wore with the garter belt and pulled it down. I rolled my hands down her thighs as I pulled the thong down. She lifted one foot, then the other to step out of the tiny scrap of lace. I ran my knuckles up her thigh and over her belly. The red corset hugged her body and lifted her breasts. I leaned down and kissed the milky-white globes. I rubbed the pads of my thumbs over the pebbled nipples straining against the lace.
“This is sexy. So damn sexy. Red is my favorite color.”
“I’ll keep that in mind.”
I kissed her, pushing my tongue inside as I backed her up. When she stopped moving, I lifted her and deposited her on the desk once again. Her legs opened as I stepped between them. My hands went to her hair again and gently tugged, forcing her chin up.