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I was greeted by the low hum of efficiency when I got back to the office. I nodded in return of every murmured hello as I made my way up the stairs, going straight for the conference room to begin my meeting with Sara and Colin. I expected to see them both seated with their itineraries printed and ready to go.

Instead, I found Sara sitting alone.

I paused in the doorway, pleased with how headphones had her oblivious to my presence.

I took advantage of the moment, watching her as I shrugged my jacket off and adjusted my cufflinks. She was in deep concentration, still reading her itinerary as she pulled her hair up high in a ponytail. I smiled as two dark locks fluttered down to loosely frame her face.

I couldn’t help enjoying how big those eyes got when they spotted me.

“Oh my God, Julian.” She ripped her ear buds out and clasped a hand over her heart. “You scared me.”

“I’m sorry.”

“You don’t sound it,” she teased as I took my seat next to her. Her cheeks flushed as she looked at me looking at her. “What?”

“You didn’t respond to my text,” I said, taking full pleasure in the way she immediately started squirming.

“What was I supposed to say?” She was playfully defensive as she returned her eyes to the itinerary.

“You could have let me kiss you,” I laughed. “I’ve done it before. In fact, I’ve put my mouth on just about every part of your body.”

“Don’t get me turned on right now. Colin should be here in ten,” she said, sitting forward on her chair and marking something with her red pen.

“He should be here now. Why is he late?”

“Whoever he was meeting at the stadium wasn’t there when he arrived, so he had to wait. He asked me to tell you, and he said he didn’t call because he didn’t want to disrupt your meeting.”

“Fair enough. Are those extras you printed?” I asked, eyeing the pile of papers across the table.

“Yes. Want one?”

“Please.”

I leaned back as Sara stood and reached across the wide surface of the table. I knew she’d peered back mid-reach – there was no way she couldn’t feel the heat of my eyes on her backside – but I didn’t look away.

“Are you peeking up my skirt, Mr. Hoult?”

“Yes,” I replied as my phone rang. “Colin,” I answered as I pulled Sara in front of me, running my hand slowly up and down her hips. “Yes, she told me McKinley wasn’t there when you got to the stadium. It’s fine,” I said as I palmed the soft material stretched over Sara’s curves.

Tilting my head, I lifted her skirt up to present myself with the view of that perfect ass of hers giving hell to a pair of skimpy lace panties. Jesus fucking Christ. They stretched thin over her round cheeks, begging to be ripped the fuck off.

“If he says he’ll be there soon, just wait it out for him, Colin. You’re already there,” I continued on the phone, looking up to catch the dirty glimmer in Sara’s eye. She had two hands on the table, her back arched and a smirk tossed over her shoulder. It spread into a wicked smile as I said, “I’ll review the itinerary with Sara for now. We’ll catch you up once you get back.”

“Wow. You are such an understanding boss,” Sara said wryly when I hung up.

“What can I say.” Sliding my phone onto the desk, I eyed the door of the conference room. It was closed, not locked, but fuck it. I wasn’t getting up at this point. “Do me a favor. Read me the time of our flight next week?”

“May I sit, or would you like me to stay like this?”

“Stay like this,” I said as I flipped her skirt completely up to free my hands. “Now what time is our flight?” I eyed the schedule from behind her as I pulled her panties down her ass and her legs.

“Six-fifteen private charter from Teterboro,” Sara replied, lifting her legs out of her panties without my instruction.

“Good girl,” I murmured, pushing her panties into my pocket. “And what time do we arrive in Biarritz?”

Sara breathed hard as I spread her ass cheeks to see how wet her pussy was for me.

“We arrive…” I heard her paper crinkle in her hands. “Oh God, what are you doing?”


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