One

Grayson

“Johnson, what’s up mate?” I push to my feet away from my desk and head towards the front of the office, resting my forearm against the cool glass windows that line the front wall and look out towards the parking lot.

“Grayson I just wanted to let you know Mac’s on her way there now, she should be there any minute,” I grunt in response as my attention is drawn to a pair of tanned legs, letting my eyes travel up taking in a pair of tight black denim shorts moulded to the finest ass I have ever seen in my fucking life, bending at the waist under the hood of an old cherry red Cadillac. “Fucken shit” I mumble as I readjust my aching cock that’s begging to be released from the confines of my black cargo pants. 

“I gotta go mate, but thanks again for giving Mac this opportunity to work for you guys”

Snapping my attention back to the voice in my ear instead of the ass that’s begging to be spanked I try to concentrate on what Mick is saying.

“No problem mate, mum’s out today so I will be the one to interview her”

“Fuck, don’t fuck with my sister King” he grumbles. I chuckle at how well he knows me. We have known each other since we were kids and I didn’t even know he had a sister till last week when he said his sister was coming to live with him and was in need of a job and didn’t want to work at the Mechanic shop he runs and that she was interested in becoming a Bounty Hunter one day so she wanted an office job here to learn everything there is to know about what we do.

“Catch ya later mate” I end the call not making any promises as my attention is once again drawn to the fine piece of ass as the thump of the hood getting closed echoes around me. Stuffing my phone into my pants pocket I make my way out the front door wanting a better view. I’m not fucking disappointed either, it’s like I’m fucking hypnotized as I watch as waves of inky black hair with blonde highlights fall down her back as she turns the ignition off and the sounds of Prince's Little Red Corvette dies on the wind. Turning towards me, her hair blows across her face, I grit my teeth together as her hips sway slightly making her way over towards me. Biting back a growl when she comes to a stop about a metre in front of me, not liking the distance between us. Sucking in a hard breath, my body tenses as her eyes take me in from head to toe, wanting her to like what she sees. My muscles tense when her bright honey coloured eyes lock with mine as a shy smile kisses what looks like natural red lips making my hard as fuck cock punch against the zipper of my pants. The air seems to thicken around us, background noises fades away and I’m left with my heartbeat echoing in my ears. We seem to be in a silent battle wondering who will speak first and I swallow a couple of times trying to get my voice working. Never in my life have I ever been speechless.

“Hi I’m Mac, I’m here for the interview with Mrs Tanya King” she holds out her small hand and without even thinking I grip her soft hand with mine and pull her a little closer as a gasp leaves her parted lips and the tip of her pink tongue swipes across her plump bottom lip. I fight everything in me to not slam my mouth down on hers wanting to know what she tastes like. Fuck. She looks nothing like the fucking photo Mick showed me last week when I agreed to this if I had known this is what she really looked like I’m not sure if I would have fucking agreed to this. Fuck who am I kidding I would have moved the meeting up fucking sooner. Fuck she is a tiny little thing and sexy as fuck she reminds me of one of them bomber girls that used to be painted on the side of the old fighter planes. Fuck I’m in trouble. After a moment I realise I still haven’t said a damn word clearing my throat, her eyes snap back to mine as a ting of colour creeps into her cheeks at being caught checking me out. A hunger like no other before runs through me wanting her eyes on me and only me, doing a quick sweep with my eyes around the parking lot I notice a few people around and I grit my teeth as a guy across the lot is blatantly staring straight at my girl. Fuck my girl where did that shit come from? Shaking my head, I need to get her inside before I go over and rip his eyes out of his fucking head.

“Name’s Grayson and Tanya isn’t here at the moment”

“Oh” her mouth forms a perfect O and I can’t help picturing those lips wrapped around my cock. A growl slips free before I can stop it and I watch as her breathing picks up and a soft look washes over her doll-like face. Fuck she looks like she’s been dipped in sex but she has this shy like quality to her that has my protective instincts kicking in and my already hard cock pulses with need, clenching my jaw against the pain I’m trying to find my words when she speaks first.

“I can come back” she breathes out, innocence coating her words as her sweet scent seems to invade every one of my senses. How the fuck is this girl Mick’s sister? knowing Mick is an asshole and the only reason we have been mates for so long is because he gives us a good deal on the mechanics for our cars. I should step back and tell her to come back when mum is here but I just can’t seem to get the words past my lips.

“It’s fine, why don’t we head in and we can go over what the job entails” without giving her a chance to object I drop her hand, turning slightly I place my hand on her lower back, feeling the shiver that races through her at my touch and guide her towards the front door. Fuck what the hell is happening to me a feeling like I have never felt before races through me, the ground seems to shake with each step I take and not only do I want to fuck this girl I can’t help the feeling of her being Mine and wanting to mark every single inch of silky-smooth skin on her body. Holy fucking shit I want to claim this girl and lock her away from the rest of the world no matter how irrational that thought is.

***

Guiding her towards the chair in front of my desk I wait for her to take her seat before going around the other side and taking mine. I grunt not liking the distance between us but know I also need a little space between us so I can get my head on straight. Taking a deep breath, I rummage through the paperwork scattered across the black glossy surface of my desk till I locate the manila folder mum placed there yesterday. Finally finding it I flip it open and scan the information her brother gave to us.

Mackenzie Stevens. Fuck her name even drips sex and I can’t help the bite of disappointment when I realise I’m 8 years older than her worried she probably wouldn’t be interested in a 30-year-old man. Fuck it I’ll show her that I’m the only man on her radar and no other males will ever have a chance with her.

“Mr King” she murmurs. Snapping my eyes to hers I watch as she fidgets with her fingers in her lap.

“Mr King is my father” I grunt. “Do you always wear this for interviews” I make a show of taking in every stitch of clothing moulded to every perfect curve of her luscious as fuck body right down to the black converse covering her feet.

“I.. Um…” she shakes her head, clenching her hands into fists on her lap “No I just got into town when Mick called me and told me about the interview and I didn’t have time to go back to his place and change” her fingers unclench and she tries to tug the ends of her shorts down her smooth thighs. Gritting my teeth at the motion wanting nothing more than to reach over and drag the shorts high up. Nodding my head, I go back to the folder in my hands. I look to her last employer and see she worked for Chance Bounty’s in Surfers Paradise Queensland.

“Why did you leave Chance Bounty’s” I ask noticing how gruff my voice has become. Chance Bounty’s, as far as I know, is pretty well run.

“I needed a change,” she says simply looking anywhere but at me. There’s something more there and I wonder if I push, she will tell me.

“Is that all?”

“Um, can we call it a difference of opinions, for now, please” a slight begging tone laces her words and I can’t help imagine what she would look like on her knees begging for my cock.

“For now,” I manage to get out as I try to think of anything other than the image I just put into my head. She seems to relax at my words and lays her hands flat on her thighs. Sliding all the tax and employment forms across to her she leans forward and grabs the pen I hand her and begins to fill them out and my eyes are drawn to the dip at the front of her black halter top with white polka dots as the hint of her cleavage peeks out, my hands clench the folder still in my hands knowing they would fit perfectly. Locking my jaw, I try to breathe through my nose and I’m not sure if that’s worse as the smell of coconut with a hint of lime invades my nose.

Fucken shit what is it about this girl that has my head spinning, my knee begins to bounce on it’s own accord and my control is splintering by the second, her curves, the shy smile, her scent all that combined has my world spinning never in my life has this ever happened to me.

“First thing tomorrow morning I need you to be here and we can run through what you will be doing” Fuck I’m amazed I could get so many words out. Blowing out a hard breath I know I need to put some distance between us so I can get my head on straight. How the fuck am I supposed to work with this chick when all I can think about is bending her over my desk and taking what I’ve wanted since the first moment I saw her. Fuck what would it be like to see my handprint on her ass as she begs for me to fill her greedy pussy with my cock and sucking up every bit of cum, I have to give her. My cock punches against my zipper wanting exactly that. I need to mark her, claim her so no other asshole thinks they can take her away from me. Fuck I need to breed her with my baby, having her round with my baby would definitely say she is off fucking limits.

“So, I have the job” her excited voice penetrates my fucked-up head and all I can do is nod not trusting my voice. Not believing my thought process right now but I can’t help replaying what my father always told me and my brothers.

“When you meet the other half of your soul, the ground will seem to fall out underneath you and nothing else in the world will matter except her.” I always thought he was full of shit and just because that’s what happened when he met our mother doesn’t mean it would happen for us cause that instant love shit I always thought was total bullshit but right now in this moment, the bottom of my world just dropped out underneath me and shifted and now everything else falls away and the only thing that matters right now is Mackenzie. I feel like I have been rolled over by a steamroller and I can only hope she is feeling everything that I am. If not I’m a ruthless motherfucker and I always get what I want, I’m also a patient man which is why I’m fucking excellent at my job and one way or another I know this woman will be mine.