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“Next time, don’t overdo it,” he ordered, annoyed that she was moving around like she was in pain.
This Eric shouldn’t have let her push herself too hard. If she was going to be in pain from anything, it would be because she’d gone over his knee.
Fuck.
He needed to stop. He could not put her over his knee and spank her ass—not even when she’d lost the file he needed.
“Now, explain where the Stark file is,” he demanded.
“Oh, that’s under G.”
“Of course it is. Why wouldn’t it be? Not S for Stark. Why is it under G?” he asked.
“For gambling. Sorry, Stark would make more sense. I’ll move it.”
“I’ll move it. You did some research?” He clicked on the file, surprised to find it filled with reports and articles.
“Yes, sir.”
Don’t call me sir.
His dick liked it way too much.
“I even looked into Mr. and Mrs. Stark. Not much to find. Everything seems clean and on the up and up.”
“Good. You can go.”
“SOS,” she muttered so quietly that he was sure she didn’t think he could hear. Was she calling for help?
As she turned away, he heard a noise. Was that . . .
“Was that your stomach?” he asked.
“I’m so sorry.” She put her hand over her stomach and backed away.
“Why haven’t you eaten?” he demanded.
“Um, well. I got a scone from downstairs, but it was a weird flavor. Spring onion and lemon. I’m not sure how I’m going to tell Lou that I didn’t like it, to be honest.”
He sighed. “I don’t care about the scone, Blossom. If you’re hungry, you need to eat. Take the company card and get sandwiches from the place down the block. For you and me.”
“Oh, I’ve got some lunch with me, though.”
“Don’t argue with me.” He held out the credit card.
“Yes, sir.” As she took the card, her fingers brushed his. He clenched his jaw to stop himself from grabbing hold of her and tugging her toward him.
He wanted to pull her onto his lap and kiss her. Corrupt her.
To see what noises he could force from her mouth as he laid her out on his desk and ate her out until she was a blissed-out mess.
Then turn her over and fuck her, making her scream his name over and over.
Instead, he let go of the card and forced himself not to watch her leave the room.
Why did the sandwich place he liked have to be so far away?
