The clock was not moving—I was sure of it. Some days, I wanted to log into the server and change all the clocks in the office so we could go home earlier. The only problem was Sam still wouldn’t be there. I was starting to develop a plan to make sure my sex god gave me what I wanted.

The clock turned three. Sam’s flight would be arriving. I checked online, and Sam’s flight had arrived. It was taking everything in me not to jump in my SUV, head to the airport, and grab Sam before Brock could.

I understood he needed to debrief with his team. That still didn’t mean I had to like it. The clock clicked for fifteen more minutes, then I couldn’t wait any longer. I emailed Bridget so she knew I was leaving early and that I would see her on Monday. If she needed me, she would call.

“Hey John, can you take me shopping for a few items?”

“Sure, I’m going to send a quick text to Sam and let him know what we are doing,” John replied. He had a tendency to tell Sam everything we were doing. I was curious if Sam was told when I went to the bathroom. I should hack his phone and view his text messages.

I had John drive me to the lingerie store. He stayed outside. I was happy when he’d decided to stay at the front door of the store. It would be extremely uncomfortable if he’d wanted to come into the store with me.

“Welcome, can I help you find something?” a small woman behind the counter asked.

“I’m just looking.”

I spent the next half hour walking around the store, until I found the perfect outfit. Knowing John probably wanted to go, I headed to the counter and paid.

John and I headed back to Sam’s house. I was happy John was working with me and helped keep my shopping trip to ourselves and didn’t rat me out to Sam. Since wrecking Jessica’s divorce investigation, I had listened to what everyone said about how I should keep a bodyguard on me, like today when I wanted to ditch my bodyguard when I went shopping. Instead, I sucked up my pride and took John with me. I should get extra points for not ditching the bulldog.

When we got to Sam’s place, I quickly changed into the purple bustier I bought at the store. The bustier had a thin layer of black lace over the top of the purple satin. The black straps held the top of the bustier in place. I added a see-through black lace thong. I added black fishnet stockings that linked to a garter. The outfit was complete when I added six-inch high heels.

I double-checked my outfit in the mirror. My black hair with an accent of purple was resting on my shoulders. I knew this outfit would bring Sam out of his meetings and upstairs in a heartbeat.

I took two pictures of myself in the mirror—one of my front and one of my back. I was suddenly nervous about calling Sam. I put my jitters in check and dialed Sam’s number.

“Hey, pixie.”

Feeling extra shy, I whispered, “Hello.”

“What can I do for you? I’m almost done with the meetings and can’t wait to see you. I will head over in a few and pick you up.”

“I’m going to send you a pic.” I opened the app that encrypted our messages and removed the photo within two hours.

I heard the ping on the other side. I then sent the second picture. When the second picture pinged, Sam groaned.

“Hey, guys, let’s call it a day. I need to go take care of something,” I heard Sam tell his staff.

Not sure if Sam was still directing his team or back on the phone, I said, “If you aren’t up here in five minutes, I’m starting without you.”

“I want you spread across the bed, waiting for me.” Sam clicked the phone off. I knew he would be on his way.

I arranged myself spread across the bed and waited for him to come.

* * *

When I walked into the room, the vision in front of me was intoxicating. She looked more stunning in person than the pictures she had sent. She rose, and her breasts swayed as she crawled to the edge of the bed. “You’re stunning.” I walked to the edge of the bed, and Patty got on her knees and wrapped her arms around my neck. When she was kneeling, I used my thumb to brush over her nipple. It hardened under the lacy fabric.

“Do you like my outfit?” Patty asked, biting her lip.

“I like the outfit, and I like you,” I replied while bending down and giving her a kiss. I pulled back to see if my words registered.

“I like you too.”

I had an immense need to ravish her. My rock-hard cock was straining against my pants. She pressed her lips against mine in a demanding kiss. I could feel the fire spreading. It was pure pleasure coming from her mouth. Her yearning became mine.

Before I knew what she was doing, Patty hauled me onto the bed. She took control, and I wasn’t about to stop her. Her need was filling my hunger. I pulled her into a passionate kiss that felt like we became one. Patty was the first to break the kiss.

She started to run kisses down the column of my neck, over my pecs, and continued down my abs. I could feel her soft, warm lips through my thin T-shirt. Her kiss caused a groan to come from the back of my throat. My length twitched with anticipation. She curled her tongue around my belly button while working on the buttons of my pants.

I strained to grasp her arms and tug her back up. My desire to caress her and feast on her delicious folds was consuming me.

“No, my turn,” she said. Patty went back to taking off my pants.

When her delicate tongue peeked out and licked the underside of my shaft, I moaned, “Patty.” She continued to slowly run her tongue up and down my length.

“Please, Patty.” I wasn’t sure what I was begging for.

The only acknowledgment Patty gave me was a wink right before she took me deep into her mouth. Her tight, wet mouth caused my body to arch off the bed. Patty worked her head up and down my shaft, gripping firmly. The feeling was hot and wet. It took all my self-control to hold back from cumming in her mouth.

When she worked my length farther down her throat and moaned, I jolted up, grabbing her under the arms. “Enough.” Her mouth was heaven. Patty’s mouth was not where I wanted to be, though. I wanted to be buried in her velvety folds while her body was wrapped around me.

“You didn’t like?” Patty asked while running her hand up and down my length.

“I like too much, and I want to be inside you,” I told her between gritted teeth.

I rolled Patty onto her back. She jerked her hips up and rubbed against my arousal. The feeling of her grinding against me was almost my undoing. I worked my tip against her entrance. I wanted to make the moment last.

The look of frustration on Patty’s face was worth the teasing. “Pleeease,” Patty whimpered.

I worked to make a quick release of her garter belt. I leaned down and slowly worked her lace panties down her firm legs, lightly brushing against her soft skin.

The whispered moans made me want to own her on a new level. “Patience, my little pixie. I want this to last, and I’m close,” I groaned as Patty lifted her hips to rub against me.

“Please, I can’t wait any longer,” Patty pleaded.

“I want to lick every inch of your beautiful pussy. I don’t know if I will be able to last. I’m only holding on by a thread. The need to taste you will have to wait for next time. Are you ready for me?”

“Yes, Sam, pleeease.”

Patty’s last plea sent me over the edge. I couldn’t take it any longer. With one thrust, I was buried deep inside her. The pleasure was so intense, I needed to pause.

“Move, Sam,” Patty demanded between whimpers. “Make me yours.”

Once I had control of my body, I drove quickly in and out of her. I could feel Patty quivering under me, and her moans were escalating.

“Sam!”

When I reached down to touch Patty’s clit, she whimpered and opened her legs farther for me to go deeper. The pleasure was consuming, and it took everything in me to hold back.

“You feel so good to me,” I breathed into her ear. “How does it feel to you?”

“God, fuck me harder, Sam.”

I pulled back and pushed inside hard and fast. The moan that escaped Patty’s mouth made me move harder.

I could feel Patty’s walls start to massage my cock. “Come, baby,” I demanded in her ear.

Patty moaned as her body exploded around me. I could feel her muscles spasming around my length. It was so intense, it was almost painful.

“Yes,” Patty screamed while her head went back.

Once Patty went over the top, I unleashed a hard thrust and roared my release.

I rolled off Patty, and she moaned with the loss. I pulled her into my chest. We remained motionless for the next few minutes. I could feel her hands gliding over my shoulders to my lower back then up again.

“That was amazing,” Patty whispered into my chest. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” I was the happiest man in the world. “Close your eyes and relax.”

Patty shifted closer to me, flashing her mesmerizing green eyes. “I want to go again,” Patty demanded as her stomach betrayed her and growled.

“How about we feed you, and then we go for round two?”

We spent the rest of the weekend in bed, enjoying each other’s body.