Maxwell

She doesn’t hesitate when I tell her to sit down, her body turning toward the chairs located across the desk from mine, almost before the words are completely out of my mouth.

If I’m not mistaken, Emma Mason wants me.

I can’t ask her now, on her first day, in her first hour, but I can see her nipples poking against the fabric of her suit jacket, and the rosy color in her cheeks isn’t just from being nervous about starting a new job. No—when she walks, her hips sway in spite of herself, and when she was standing in the doorway between our offices, I saw her press her thighs together under her skirt, the muscles tensing.

Her hands tremble on the packet of papers as she sits, back straight, in one of the leather chairs normally reserved for clients. She bends over the summary, reading, the curve of her neck exposed by the way her blonde hair is pulled back into that bun, and those lips—

Damn it, her lips are already driving me crazy, and it’s just her first hour on the job.

The tip of her tongue peeks out between those lips as she reads, forgetting herself for just a moment, focusing hard.

I can’t tear my eyes away from her. Her breasts move up and down with her breathing, and every movement is intoxicating, alluring. I want to cup those breasts in my hands while I take her from behind, bent over my desk.

She keeps her knees tucked primly together as she sits, feet crossed at the ankles, and I would bet anything—anything—that if I could get her to spread those legs, it would reveal the world’s most perfect pussy. Ten minutes in, and I know she hasn’t been with many men. I can just sense it by the way she looks at me, by the way her gaze follows every move I make, by the way she fucking gasped when our hands touched.

I felt it, too. I felt that surge of energy as it sparked between us. It shot straight down my spine and made my cock jump in my pants.

I have to get it under control, but she’s close enough that I can smell the clean scent of her shampoo, smell the dab of perfume she’s wearing—not enough to be cloying, just enough to be noticeable—and I want to bury my face in her neck, lick that creamy skin from jawline to navel, and keep licking until I’ve had my fill of her juices, until she can’t possibly come anymore.

It takes her almost a minute before she feels my eyes on her and looks up at me through her fluttering eyelashes, blushing again so prettily that I almost lose it right then.

“I think I’ve got the gist of it,” she says softly, biting at her lower lip. “But Mr. Kane?”

Mr. Kane.

I want my name on her lips, crying out for me, submitting to me, begging for more as I claim her. I want to hear her say it, and the need is so desperate that it’s all I can do not to shut the door to my office right now and get started.

“Any questions, I’m an open book.” I keep my tone light and jovial, all while keeping my eye on the office door.

“What is it that you want me to do while we’re in court?”

I want her to bend over and hold the witness stand tight while I thrust into her with my cock. The image brings a smile to my face, and Emma smiles back, a hint of nervousness returning to her expression.

“Don’t worry,” I say with a laugh. “It’s your first day. Right now, I just want you to observe and take notes. You graduated at the top of your class, didn’t you?” It’s a tidbit I read in her file last Friday, back when I thought she’d be…well, something else entirely.

Emma smiles wider, pride lighting up her face. “I did, yes.”

“Then you’ll be caught up in no time. For now, just get a feel for how I navigate the courtroom, and stay right by my side when we enter and exit the courtroom.” I lean in, dropping my voice confidentially. “It’s not a secret, you know.”

Her eyes go wide. “What’s not a secret?”

“That you’re here to make me look good.”

She laughs, wrinkling her nose. “I don’t know how much help I’ll be with that. You already make yourself look pretty good.”

I sigh, rolling my eyes. “My boss begs to differ. But don’t be overwhelmed by the court scheduling today. I’m not expecting you to change everything on your first day.”

Her big, blue eyes lock on mine, and a little grin plays at the corner of her lips. “Don’t be surprised if I do.”

My cock strains painfully against my pants. I know Emma is talking about making a good impression at the office. She wouldn’t dare say anything about the way she’s keeping her legs clamped together like she can hardly stop them from spreading for me. There’s no way she’d casually bring up the tension that’s radiating between us, hot and strong and overpowering.

She would never say it, but the fact is that she’s already changed everything, and it’s only her first hour on the job.

I give her a jovial laugh, letting my smile travel all the way up to my eyes even as I fight the urge to grit my teeth. “I’m sure you’ll do very well here, Emma.”

“I’ll do whatever I can to help out. I’m so grateful for the opportunity.” The smile on her face has turned a little unsure, and it sends a hot spike of need thundering through every single one of my nerves.

“Duly noted,” I say with a grin, and then I arrange my face into something more serious. “So…are you ready?”

Her hands grasp the packet of papers tightly in her hands. “Ready for what?”

One more secretive adjustment under the desk, and I stand up, pushing my chair back. “We’re due in court. I’ll drive.”