“Thank you so much for this opportunity, Mr. Carver.”

“Call me Tom. And I’m happy to do it. When Hannah said you were looking for an internship, I knew this would be a perfect opportunity, for both of us.”

Her chest blooms pink, and it spreads up her neck to her cheeks. Rose is my daughter’s college roommate. I couldn’t say no to Hannah. I’ve always spoiled her, and she knows all she has to do is ask and it’ll be done

“I’ll work hard. You won’t regret this, I promise.”

Yeah, you will.

“You sure I won’t bother you? I know you’re super busy. I don’t want to get in your way.” She shifts in her seat, crossing her ankles.

My eyes dart down to a pair of fuck-me heels, and my gaze rakes up her lean legs. Inappropriate things race through my mind every time I see Rose Collins. I know it’s wrong, but fuck, she’s hot.

“Not at all. You’re staying at the apartment over the break, and we’ll be working a lot of hours. You’ll be sick of me in no time.”

“That’ll never happen.” She glances out the window. “I can’t believe Hannah’s going to Europe with Steven for the summer. I’m going to get lonely.” She flashes me a weak smile and straightens up in her chair. “I don’t party or anything like that. I want you to know that I’ll take my position seriously.”

You won’t be lonely. Trust me.

“I doubt that. You’ll have men falling at your feet. I already noticed a few staring on the way in. We’ll keep you busy, though. Lots of work to do around here.”

I’ll keep you busy.

“You’re just trying to make me feel better.” She takes off her glasses as she finishes her new-employee paperwork.

I will definitely make her feel better. God, she has no idea how sexy she is. Legs for days. Dark hair pinned back neatly. Hair I’d love to yank on and run my fingers through. Soft red lips that’d look perfect wrapped around my cock as I fucked her mouth. And those tits. Fuck. She’s nothing but walking temptation.

I stare hard into her hazel eyes. “I don’t lie. I mean everything I say.”

“Well, umm, I should let you get back to work. Unless you want me to start today.”

“Actually, I do need you. I have a meeting, and my assistant is on maternity leave. Can you take notes? I have some other errands you could take care of as well.”

You could take care of my rock-hard cock.

Her eyes lock onto mine. A wry smile curls her lips upward as she nibbles the end of her pen. I can’t help but imagine that tongue of hers swirling around the head of my dick.

“Sure. Anything you need.”

Anything?

“Could you grab a file for me? It’s right behind you.”

“Sure.” She caps her pen and sets it beside the paperwork.

Her dainty fingers smooth down her skirt. They should be on me, stroking up and down my shaft while she awaits further instruction.

I shouldn’t think these things, but I can’t help myself.

She’s beautiful, smart, tempting—and, not to mention—forbidden. Which makes me want her even more, considering I’m a man who always gets what he wants.

“Bottom drawer. File titled ‘Titan Industry’.”

My eyes dart to her ass as she bends down to get the folder. Her charcoal gray skirt hugs her soft curves in all the right places. I want nothing more than to bend her over my desk, dig my fingers into her, and sink my cock deep inside her tight virgin pussy.

Rose is a good girl. I overheard her and Hannah before Hannah left for her trip.

Hannah had said, “Don’t be uptight all summer. Get drunk or, I don’t know, lose your virginity.”

Fuck, just hearing she was a virgin had my cock warring with my zipper. Rose needs a man to guide her, teach her things. A real man. Not some fucking frat-boy loser. She dated some clown all semester who cheated on her because she refused to give it up. Motherfucker didn’t deserve her.

Not that I do, but I’m exactly what she needs.

Not some little cocksucker who treated her like shit and made her cry.

I have to do this right. If I move too fast, I’ll scare her off. I have no doubt by the time I make my move, she’ll be begging for it.

Her fingers brush over mine as she hands me the file. It shocks me out of my thoughts. Her touch is electric. It pulses through my limbs.

“Thank you.” I smirk when her cheeks flush with pink hues.

I’m going to enjoy this—playing with her.

“Is there anything else I can do, Mr. Carver?”

The way she says my name drives me fucking crazy. I know I told her to call me Tom, but she just changed my mind.

Right now, I want nothing more than to swipe everything off my desk, sit her on top of the hard oak, and eat her pussy for lunch.

“I was about to get some food. Why don’t you order us something?”

“What do you want?”

Your legs, trembling around my face. Now.

My eyes roll up to meet hers. “Surprise me.”

Her teeth sink into her bottom lip. “Okay.”