“Seven.” She says to me. “And Daddy, you’re coming on Saturday right?”
“I’m doing what I can to be there.” He assures her, patting the top of her head. “Your mother is determined to be there either way.”
“Then you should definitely be there. Open bar and all.” Sophie shrugs.
She saunters out, but her eyes flick back over me, hungry and hot. I wipe along my bottom lip, checking for any stray lipstick as she shuts the door. Miles sits in the other chair and shakes his head at me.
“Why do I feel like her being here is a distraction for all four of you and half the office?”
“No numbers have dropped and Sophie is an asset. You’ve said so yourself.”
“She is.” He agrees. “But I’m considering making her work from home full time. There’s little that requires her to be in the office. And I think that you, Gunner, and Roman would get more done.”
“We behave while in the office,” I say, despite the look, he pins me with. “While on the clock.”
“Either way. We need to be above reproach and the rumors I’ve overheard while walking by the cafeteria are not positive. Talking about Sophie being able to do whatever she wants because she’s having sex with the owners. I’ve been insulted for not keeping control over my daughter or employees. If any of our partners were to get news of this, other things would be brought up.”
“You know who’s spreading these rumors,” I murmur. “Have a talk with Neal.”
“None of us can without seeming biased. He may be … less than pleasant, but he knows when he has something that will ensure his safety and keep him from being in trouble. He’s doing that right now. I will speak with him, while you are in the room so we can put an end to it..”
“It would be better to make him face Sophia directly,” I say while drumming my fingers on the desk. “He likes her and I’m sure he’d try to save face in front of her.”
“Until then, and after, treat the office as a working environment which means no flirting, kissing, or anything else. I’ve already spoken with Gunner and Roman about this.” Miles leaves no room for negotiation. “I appreciate your dedication and I will see you Saturday.”
With that, he heads out. I forward him all the information on the attendance policy before leaving myself. Sophie’s headed out and I only see her again at home. She paces the living room while on the phone.
“Okay, I can get you right at six-fifteen tomorrow, that’s not a problem … I already said you’re staying with me. We’re going to have a great time. We can see plenty of New York together and you’ll be comfortable … Love you. See you soon.”
When she hangs up and spots me, she crosses the room and takes my hands. “I didn’t get you in trouble, did I? I promise I didn’t mean to. That wasn’t the plan.”
“I can handle a stern talking to,” I promise, hugging her close. “Should we get ready for dinner?”
“Yes.” She leads me to her room. “Since you are so great at helping me choose outfits, I thought you’d know what to wear to this tropical-themed restaurant that Gunner insisted on.”
“It’s a beautiful place with excellent food. It will feel like we’re deep in a forest. The private area even has a waterfall. Like we’re near a lagoon.”
Sophie drops her dress to the floor and stands there in just her underwear and bra. Leaning her head to the side she looks over her closet. “So I have this cute red halter dress, but I also have this yellow one that seems elegant and sexy. Which do you think is better for the dinner?”
I don’t give a shit about the dresses. I wrap my arms around Sophie from behind and slowly stroke across her sides. She shivers. “Nick, we …we have to focus.”
“I’m very focused.” And still hard. “I miss you, Sophie.”
“You do?” She asks softly.
I slide my hand into her panties, teasing her slowly with one finger on her clit. Her legs squeeze together and she lets out a soft moan. My lips graze over her skin, then my tongue. She presses back against me and I continue the slow work up.
Sophie pants. “You’re driving me insane.”
I can tell. Her pussy is wet and hot. I push a finger into her and she trembles. “Please Nick!”
“Tell me what you want … or take it.”
She bends over, bracing herself on the bed. “I want you inside me. Please.”
I almost dare her to make me, but I know we’re on a schedule and she’ll be upset if we’re late to dinner. I drag her panties down, making sure she feels them as they move across her legs, then caress her bottom.
“Fuck.” She turns and jerks my belt off, then drags my pants down, dropping to her knees to wrap her lips around my cock. “I can’t wait anymore.”