Page 139 of When I Was His

“I guess I’ll have to wait to make changes when I become Mrs. Fox,” I said.

“You’re going to be a pain in my ass, aren’t you?” he joked, a playful glint in his eyes.

“Yes. I’m warning you right now,” I replied with a grin, enjoying the banter.

“Maybe I should reconsider and make you my personal assistant,” he teased back, his tone light.

“That would be wasted talent. Who would take over for you when you’re indisposed?” I countered.

“If I’m indisposed, it’s more than likely because of you,” he quipped, his smirk widening.

I giggled at his response, feeling the warmth of his gaze as his eyes traveled over my naked body. He approached me, pressing his body against mine and cupping my ass in his hands.

“We’ll be late. It will have to wait until later,” he murmured, his voice husky with desire.

“Later will be around nighttime. I’m not sure I can wait that long,” I teased, my own desire matching his.

“Patience, Mr. Fox,” I reminded him.

I left Oliver salivating like a dog and closed the bathroom door on him while I got ready for work. With a mischievous grin, I passed on showering, opting instead to tie my hair back in a ponytail, wash my face, and brush my teeth. Just to tease him a little more, I emerged from the bathroom still naked, sauntering into the closet with deliberate nonchalance. The look of pleading on his face was priceless.

"Two can play this little game," I declared.

"I’m not sure I know what you mean," I replied innocently, pretending to focus on selecting a bra and panty set from the drawer.

"Don’t you? You’re teasing me," Oliver insisted, leaning against the closet door with a smirk.

"I don’t think that’s what I’m doing," I retorted, my own smirk matching his.

"Payback is a bitch," he joked, his eyes twinkling.

I shivered at the memory of his teasing touches, the way he would bring me to the edge and make me beg for more. Those moments when I felt like I would combust from the intensity of my desire.

We quickly packed our suitcases in fifteen minutes flat before Vlad arrived to pick us up and transport us to the office. The playful banter and teasing glances continued throughout the morning, setting the tone for the day ahead.

I felt lazy as I worked on a few things in my office. Oliver had some phone calls to make before he left, and it wasn’t necessary for me to sit in his office for them. He came to get me just before noon. Vlad would be waiting for us with the limo. This morning, he transported us in the black sedan so the limo could be cleaned and stocked with ice and drinks for the ride to Southampton.

“Sweetheart, let’s go,” Oliver said as he poked his head into my office.

“Why did you call me sweetheart? You never did before,” I remarked, curious about the sudden endearment.

“Because that’s what you are. Do you prefer something else?”

“No, I like it,” I admitted with a smile.

He grinned. “Then stop giving me a hard time and let’s go.”

Vlad greeted us, opening the door so we could enter the limo. The dark interior smelled clean with a hint of coconut. I shuddered as I looked at the bench seat where we had made love the evening before.

“Are you chilly?” Oliver asked, noticing my reaction.

“No, just thinking,” I replied vaguely.

“About?” he prodded gently.

“Last night,” I admitted, feeling a flush creep up my cheeks.

I reached over and cupped his crotch. He quickly covered my hand with his own to stop me.

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