Victoria The Billionaires Maid

I took the folder with suddenly boneless fingers, but I didn’t open it.

“Okay?”

“Okay, I’ll do it. I’ll have a ba”

“Fuck yes.” Threading my hand into her hair, I tugged her against me and dragged her lower lip between my teeth. Her pupils flared wide and I did it again, making her moan.

“Say it again.”

“You didn’t” She paused to drag in the air.

“You didn’t let me say it the first time.”

“Sorry. Say it now.”

“Bossy.” She smiled as she stroked a hand down my tie, and I swear she might as well have stroked my dick.

“It may be the craziest thing I’ve ever done, but I’ll have a baby with you.” I slanted my mouth over hers, slipping my tongue inside.

She curled hers around mine, all heat and need, as she rose to her tiptoes and tightened her grip on my tie.

Pulling me closer, sinking deeper into the kiss. I dropped my hand from her hair to her ass, palming it brazenly, hauling her against me so that she could feel the rigid outline in my pants.

She gasped, her eyes popping wide, and I relinquished her mouth long enough to fumble for her hand and drag her around my desk.

I opened the top drawer and threw the folder inside without looking at the contents, then pointed at my chair.

“Wait here.” I opened the door and leaned into the hallway until I caught Shelly’s eye. She had the phone cradled against her ear.

“Hold all my calls until further notice.”

She nodded and waved me off. It didn’t look like she’d be going out for lunch just quite yet, which might be awkward if I gave a shit.

I stepped back inside my office and shut the door, locking it.

Then I glanced toward my desk. Ally was not sitting.

She had her arrow necklace up to her mouth, between her teeth, sucking on it as I hadn’t seen her do in a million years. Nervous habit 101.

“What’re you doing?” she a sked as I skirted the desk. Coming toward her like a damn panther scenting his mate.

Because she was. She would be. Again and again, until we accomplished our aim.

Not just mine. Ours now. That it was a joint mission made it more important.

This would be the biggest thing we’d ever done together. The absolute best. A little of her, a little of me.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g

Combined into a little person with all their hopes and dreams and wants. It was scary as fuck to do this again.

To make the choice this time. The circumstances weren’t perfect, and most people including the members of my own family would think I was loco forever posing the suggestion.

They would think she was just as nuts for agreeing. But in my gut, this felt right. Being with Ally had felt right since the very first day.

Nothing else in my life had ever felt this natural. This perfect. I picked up my desk phone and set it on the floor.

Then I did the same with my iMac, power strip, and various peripherals.

Overkill, perhaps, but I wanted us to have space.

“Seth…” God, that tremulous tone of hers was making my balls throb.

Once I’d gotten the tech stuff out of the way, I leaned over the desk and swept everything to the floor, blotter included.

Ally screeched and jumped back, sending the desk chair rolling away across the hardwood floor. Worked for me. I needed room to move.

“I didn’t mean right now,” she said as I approached.

“Like right this instant.”

“You didn’t, but I did.”

“You’re at work.” She took a step back, then another, finally bumping into the wall.

“Clients are coming and going. Oliver is on the other side of this wall.”

“In the field,” I said easily, drawing her purse strap down her arm before setting the small, weathered bag aside and caging her in with my arms on the wall.

“But I wouldn’t care if he was standing in the hallway. Let the jealous bastard listen.” At her gasp, I dropped my mouth to her ear.

“I can’t walk out of here until I’ve had you again.”

“You’re insatiable. I never guessed.”

“Did you think about me in bed?” I trailed my finger underneath her jaw and down along the tops of her cleavage.

She fought not to shiver and to hold my gaze, but she was on the verge of losing it, I could tell.

“I thought of you.”

“Liar. You did not.”

“Only when you went out on dates with assholes,” I admitted.

“And it was entirely unwitting. I tried to stop it. To not see you in my mind naked and writhing on their sheets, mainly because no one was ever good enough for you.” She lifted her chin in challenge.

“But you are?” The question stopped me in my tracks. A tremor went through my hand and she must’ve noticed because she gripped it and held it against her cheek.

“This is where you say yes. That you’re everything I could ever ask for in a guy. More than. And you fuck like a goddamn champ, even though technically, I don’t know the difference. Just roll with it.” The laugh started in my gut, spilling out of me with a freedom that had never occurred with anyone but her.

I buried my face in her hair, pulling in deep breaths of her summery scent. It centered me, just as it always did.

She was the embodiment of the lake and the town that had been my home for my entire life.

Memories of the long summer days we’d spent chilling with a picnic basket by the lake or doing way riskier stuff like joyriding in my dad’s Porsche when he was away stretched out in my mind, somehow reflected in her eyes.

She was safe, home, and family in a way no one else had ever been except my brother. And now she was so much more.

That fresh air-in-a-bottle scent of hers was capable of making my dick hard in an instant.

The way she’d tied off her sundress so neatly behind her neck, made me imagine the strapless bra she had on underneath.

Or nothing. I was voting for nothing. Fuck, I had to see. But first…first, I had to make sure.

Sucking in a breath, I turned around and braced my hands flat on my now-bare desk.

“That’s what’s wrong?” Her tremulous question nearly broke me. I didn’t want her to ever doubt the effect she had on me for a moment.

I’d already fucked up so much with my stupid contract and crazy scheme to have a kid when if I’d just talked to her, and explained where my head was at, maybe we could’ve made some decisions together.

I’d caused her to think that any attraction I might have in her direction was just based on my wanting to knock her up.

Truth was, I’d been trying my goddamn hardest not to notice her that way for years. Now I didn’t have to shove those errant thoughts away.

We were both single. There was no reason we couldn’t do the family thing our way. With sex and kids and our own rules.

Love wasn’t a necessary component. At least romantic love. I didn’t see her that way.

Of course not. I mean, I loved her, but to love her romantically would be taking a huge fucking risk. The biggest of them all.

“Hey.” She stepped forward and stroked my back, and even in that single touch, she conveyed her growing confidence.

Not in general, but in this particular space with me.

“You’re running hot and cold.” I laughed.

“Far from it. I’m so hot right now that I’m amazed I haven’t torn a hole in my pants yet.”

“So why did you pull back?” For fuck’s sake, I knew she was blushing just from that little breathy catch in her voice.

I knew so much about her, and instead of that making this boring, almost routine, it made every moment better.

Bigger. I wanted to find out everything I didn’t know. How her eyes hazed over as she came, the tremble of her lips just before she went over.

The way she’d soak my dick with her release. Without a condom between us this time. I pressed my palms into the desk, searching for clarity. For restraint.

“Every time, it feels like I’m pushing you.” I expected her to argue. That’s what she did what we did.

Instead, she reached around me and stroked my cock through my pants, so slowly that I hissed air between my teeth.

“Mmm. You weren’t lying.” Christ, that little purr in her throat? Gonna be the death of me. She didn’t wait for my affirmation.

Her first task was to undo my belt and toss it on the desk, where it hung half off like a waiting snake.

The metallic sound of her undoing my zipper seemed loud in my head, competing with the throb of my heartbeat.

She dipped her fingers inside, grabbing my shaft through my boxers. I was so hard that just her light grip had my balls drawing up, full and tight.

I might not plant a baby in her this afternoon, but it wouldn’t be from lack of coming.

Holy shit. It was going to happen whether or not I wanted it to if she kept touching me like that.

As if she heard my thoughts, she pushed down my pants and my boxers and turned me around to face her before going to her knees. I didn’t breathe.

Didn’t make a sound. Just watched and waited as she stroked my dick from root to tip and flicked her gaze from mine to my length, over and over.