The thing I hated the most about what I'd done was the fact that I'd had to carry my jacket in front of me while I waited for my hard-on to go down. I was glad Krissy Jensen had turned me down – my lips twitched at the memory of how pissed she'd been – but it definitely made for an uncomfortable ride back to the office.

I was still thinking about the way her dark eyes had flashed when Leon Duncan stepped out of his office before I could get on to the private elevator to my office. I was turned towards him when something flew through the air, narrowly missing my face.

“You bastard.” Leon's face was red. “You were spying on me!”

Sometimes, I wondered if complete honesty was always worth the trouble. I looked down to see the webcam I'd had installed shattered at my feet. I looked back up at the head of my legal department and spoke in a cool, even tone despite feeling anything but cool.

“You will do well to remember that I am your employer, and calm the hell down.” I waited for a moment to see how he responded. As I'd hoped he would, he took a slow breath and some of the color receded from his face. “If you look over the contract you signed – and you wrote, may I remind you – there is an entire section that states all company property may be monitored at any time at my discretion.”

“I-I thought that was to keep people from surfing for porn or making personal calls on company time.” Leon was flustered, but I didn't know if it was because he'd just realized that he'd thrown something at his boss or because I was right and he had no legal standing to be mad.

“That is the main reason,” I admitted. “But it allowed me to monitor the interviews.” I paused, then added, “And that's all I monitored. I wasn't spying on you, Leon. I wanted to see the remaining candidates before they did their interview with me.”

Now he just looked puzzled. The man was great at the legal stuff, but he wasn't a businessman. His brain just didn't work that way.

“Why?” Leon asked. “Whoever I hire isn't going to be working directly under you. She'll be in my department. You've never been interested in who I hired before.”

“This time, it's different,” I said. I didn't have to explain myself, but Leon was a good man. When he wasn't throwing expensive electrical equipment at my head. I wanted him to understand. “I don't want to keep thinking so narrowly. There could be potential among these candidates. Maybe someone who could rise above just being a lawyer sitting behind a desk.”

Leon raised an eyebrow. “Like who?”

“Krissy Jensen,” I answered immediately. She'd been the only one who'd struck me as anything special. “There's something about her.” Something more than a tight ass and nice tits, I wanted to add, but that wouldn't have been appropriate.

Leon shook his head. “Jensen, really? She's good, I'll give you that. And I like her attitude, but Melissa Tomes is much better qualified. I'd put Ms. Jensen as a runner-up, but Ms. Tomes scored higher on every test. She has to be first choice.”

I had crossed the distance between us before I'd realized what I was doing and it was all I could do not to grab the front of his shirt and yank him up onto his tiptoes. That would've been a bit extreme, I thought.

I spoke slowly and clearly so that he would understand me. “It's not about test scores or experience. Someone could look good on paper and be as exciting as a pile of dog shit. In fact, that is your first choice. Melissa is books and ass-kissing. We work with people and we need to hire people with skills in that field. Someone with fire in their veins and steel in their backbone. That is what Krissy Jensen brings.”

I turned and walked back to the elevator, catching a glimpse of Leon's face, pale and mottled with pink from the sudden change from anger to intimidated. My entire body was thrumming with energy as I got onto the elevator. Maybe I should have gone to the gym, I thought. I was way too tense. I should've known better, getting wound up like that without any release.

I was two steps into my office when I realized that I wasn't alone.

Cheri was leaning against my desk, completely naked. The skimpy dress she'd worn out of the hotel was lying in a chair.

“What the fuck are you doing here?” I snapped. “How did you get here before me?” I looked around, fully expecting a blonde to appear. “Where's Tina?”

Cheri grinned at me as she ran a hand over one pert breast, cupping the firm flesh. “She had to leave to see her dentist or something, but I snuck in while you were talking with Duncan. You really should get better security.”

“I'll keep that in mind,” I spoke through gritted teeth. I was pissed, but I couldn't quit looking at her fingers playing with her nipple.

“Do you mind that I came to see you?” She pushed herself off of the desk and walked towards me.

“Yes, I fucking mind! Get the hell out!”

Cheri's smile widened as she leaned against me. I should have taken a step back, but I could feel the heat of her blazing through my clothes and all of the pent-up tension I had from the hotel came rushing back. Never one for subtly, she ran her hand over my crotch and my blood went straight south.

“You seem tense,” she teased. “Do you need a massage?” Her hand slowly rubbed the bulge in my pants.

I closed my eyes and clenched my hands into fists. I could feel myself swelling under her hand. “Fuck,” I muttered.

Then her hand was gone and I opened my eyes. I wasn't sure if I wanted her to have left or still be there, offering herself to me. I was strung so tight that I wasn't entirely sure I could remember my name. If she'd left, I'd have to spend a couple minutes in the bathroom before I'd be any good at work.

She hadn't left. She'd just moved to her knees. When she saw me looking down at her, she reached for my zipper. As she opened my pants, she licked her lips, leaving no doubt as to what she intended to do.

Aw, hell. How was I supposed to say no to that?

I buried my fingers in her hair as she pulled my cock out of my pants. I was so hard it almost hurt and I knew I wasn't going to last long. Cheri was tall, making access to her mouth easier than it would've been on someone shorter, like Tina.

“Open your mouth,” I growled.

She did as she was told. She knew exactly what I wanted. I shoved the first three inches between her lips, groaning as she swirled her tongue around my swollen shaft. There was no way I would last long at all.

“I'm going to fuck your mouth.” My accent had thickened as my need grew.

“Please.”

Cheri only managed that single word before I was shoving her head down the length of my cock. She'd given me a blow job before so I knew how far she could take me. I took her to that point over and over again, using her hair to pull her off of me before shoving back into that hot, wet cavern. I looked down at Cheri, her mouth stretched wide around me, my cock glistening with her saliva, and suddenly, it wasn't her red hair and porcelain skin I was seeing.

Thick black hair between my fingers.

Large, dark eyes peering up at me from between thick lashes.

Krissy.

My entire body shuddered as I came without warning. I jerked back, the last of my cum splashing across Cheri's face. I stared down at her, my heart pounding in my chest. She grinned at me as she got to her feet, licking her lips and wiping her hand across her face.

“I got no problem swallowing, hun, but warn a girl next time.” She chuckled.

What the hell?

“Get out.”

Cheri looked startled, but I didn't care. I grabbed her dress from the chair and threw it at her. “Get dressed and get the fuck out!”

She scowled at me as she pulled on her dress, but she didn't argue. I barely even noticed when she closed the door behind her.

What the hell? I sank into my chair, my hands shaking. I never lost control. I WAS control. But something about the thought of having Krissy on her knees, her lips around my cock...

I slapped my hand against my desk, letting the sting clear my head. Whatever it was, it was done, and it wouldn't happen again.