Page 76 of Pure Recklessness

How many times had I drummed into my brothers and multiple employees that they weren’t allowed to get involved with staff members under any circumstances?

Yet less than five minutes ago, I was seconds away from breaking my own damn rule.

Thank fuck that Dana woman called when she did. I should give her a bonus. She’d just saved me from making the biggest mistake of my life.

Well, the second biggest mistake.

The first happened the last time I got involved with someone who worked here. My gut had told me from the start that mixing business with pleasure would end in disaster, but she assured me it would be fine.

That was the first of her many lies.

I’d convinced myself that because she was a director rather than a junior employee, it was acceptable. She was successful in her own right, which I found attractive. I even had delusions of us becoming a publishing power couple.

What an idiot.

My mistake didn’t just affect me. It also impacted the company.

That was one of the reasons I vowed never to screw up again.

Fool me once, shame on you. Fool me twice, shame on me.

Yet here I was, willingly letting history repeat itself.

I couldn’t believe I was willing to risk my job and the company again just because some twenty-something woman flashed her knickers.

This wasn’t the fucking playground. I wasn’t a horny teenager. I was a grown man, with responsibilities.

How could I allow my focus and judgement to lapse so poorly?

A flashback of Eleanor sitting in front of my desk with her legs spread wide, exposing those white cotton knickers, invaded my thoughts and answered my question.

Her knickers were soaked with her arousal.

At that moment, every shred of common sense evaporated.

All I wanted to do was leap across the table, drag those panties down with my teeth and taste her.

But if I was honest, my logic had left the building from the moment she announced that she planned to sign up for our dating app.

If she’d said she was joining to find a long-lasting relationship, I wouldn’t have batted an eyelid. Settling down didn’t interest me.

But when she confessed that the toys were no longer enough because she wanted the real thing and needed a man to satisfy her, my dick instantly shot up, begging to fill the position.

I’d assumed that Eleanor was a virgin, but although I now knew that she wasn’t, I was still intrigued.

Clearly, the men she’d slept with before weren’t up to the job.

And I knew that unlike them, I was more than qualified.

From that point, all I could think about was how much I wanted to show Eleanor how well a real man could satisfy her.

And I lost my focus.

I shouldn’t even be replaying the reasons why I let things get out of control. It only made me wrestle with my thoughts even more.

One minute I was telling myself that I was a fool for getting into such a precarious situation and reminding myself that it was wrong.

Reckless.