Bind Me - Page 135

“What do you want me to work on first?” She came prepared with her tablet and a pen. Her blond hair is pulled up into a bun with little tendrils falling around her neck. She didn’t wear a scarf today. Her neck is almost completely healed.

“Did you put makeup on to cover it up?” I touch my neck as a mirror to the spots on hers where her bruises have faded.

She reaches for her own neck. “No.”

“Good.” I worried about dressing her for the benefit and having to find something to hide her neck, but with a little makeup, she should look flawless. She’ll need that level of perfection to deal with being on the arm of Cooper Graham. She doesn’t realize the scrutiny that comes from being his, but she will.

I’ll give her as much armor as I can.

I pull up the files and turn my screen toward her so we both can see.

We lose ourselves in the work. She picks up things quickly and always has some insight to help with the process. After an hour or so, she’s working quietly on the other side of my desk while I deal with a vendor on the phone.

I’m on hold as the buttons on her shirt draw my gaze. She’s naked beneath that shirt because I commanded it. I clear my throat to get her attention.

She raises her gaze to me, obviously focused on her work. I tap my finger on my button and nod to hers. With a questioning gaze, she reaches and starts to undo her button. When I nod, she releases it.

“I’m sorry for your wait,” a voice says on the phone. “Mr. Smith should be available shortly. Would you like for me to take a message, or would you like to continue to hold?”

“I can hold. Thank you.” I gesture to Madison and she releases another button.

The swells of her breasts are visible now in the opening. She is temptation embodied and she makes me weak. But I can control my urges. This is just another test.

I mouth the word more to her.

Setting her work to the side, she focuses on releasing one button at a time, each time checking with me to see if I want more. Of course I do.

Her shirt gapes open, and her dusty pink nipples play hide-and-seek with the material. Her chest rises and falls with her every sharp breath.

“Good morning, Seth.” Jack Smith’s voice comes through the phone loud and clear.

I adjust my hard-on. “Good morning. How are things over at Fantase Technology?”

Madison waits patiently for my next direction.

“We’re doing good. Sorry about the wait.”

“No worries.” I drop my gaze to her skirt and make a raising motion with my pen.

She gathers her skirt in her hands slowly, revealing her legs inch by intoxicating inch.

“What can I help you with today?”

When her skirt is at her hips, I motion for her to open her legs.

“We’re hoping to get a first look at the new technology you’ll be showing at the conference next month,” I say into the phone. Madison opens her legs so I can see her glistening pink pussy. Already so wet for me. My cock twitches and I swear it grows harder. Fuck.

“We could arrange that.” Jack’s voice becomes a little more thoughtful, and I’m ready for his next ask. “You’ll be using Fantase on the Harper Associates installation?”

“Of course, who else would we use?” We already quoted Jason Harper with Fantase equipment. I gesture for Madison to open her shirt more.

She does as I ask and shows me her magnificent breasts. This woman seems built to our specifications. It’s almost eerie how she fits all of our needs and wants. Almost too perfect.

“There are a lot of products on the market.” Jack pauses. “We’d really be interested in getting our new product line into Harper Associates’ businesses.”

“When we see what you have, we’ll make that call.”

“Sounds good. I’ll put you down for next week and email you the details.”