Total pages in book: 67
Estimated words: 65489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 65489 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 327(@200wpm)___ 262(@250wpm)___ 218(@300wpm)
I took a slow, deep breath and reread everything he had sent me before getting to work on my long list of tasks for the day. I was glad I had a lot to keep me busy because I already missed him.
Near the end of the day, I got a call from a number I didn’t recognize. I’d communicated with Miles off and on all day via text and email, but I hadn’t heard his voice. There was no reason for him to call me from an unknown number, but hope flared in my chest as I answered the call.
“Hello.”
“Benjamin?”
Once again, Mrs. Weeks kept me from being disappointed that I wasn’t hearing from Miles.
“Yes. It’s me. Thank you so much for the flowers. They are lovely.”
“I’m so glad you liked them and glad I caught you at work. I have a question.”
“I’ll help you with anything I can.”
“Do you knit?”
That was definitely not what I was expecting. “I haven’t in years, but my grandmother taught me a long time ago.” In what felt like another lifetime.
“Excellent. My knitting circle meets Thursday evenings. I would love for you to join us.”
I couldn’t have been more surprised. I would never have thought Mrs. Weeks would be part of a knitting circle or that she would want me there. “I often work late hours.”
She huffed. “Tell that gorgeous boss of yours I said you deserve an evening of leisure.”
I grinned. I really wanted to check out her knitting circle, even though I would surely feel out of place. “Yes ma’am.”
As if she’d read my mind, she added, “And don’t worry. It won’t be a bunch of stuffy bitches. We have fun.”
“That’s…um…great.” I fought not to burst into laughter. I was afraid once I started I wouldn’t be able to rein it in.
“I’ll send a car for you.”
“That’s very generous. Thank you.”
“See you Thursday,” she said before ending the call.
My phone buzzed, and I picked it up immediately. “Come to my office.”
Miles’s rich voice seemed to slide over my skin. This would be the first time I’d seen him since the night of the gala. He’d ended up being gone for four days instead of two. He’d returned while I was out to lunch and hadn’t left his office since.
I’d wanted to page him and ask how his trip went, but I didn’t have the nerve. I kept trying to convince myself the night of the gala had been nothing but a dream.
My hands shook as I opened his office door. As soon as I closed it behind me, I heard the lock engage. Slowly I turned to him, hoping I would actually be able to speak. “What did you need, sir?”
“Come here.”
My pulse sped up even more and my dick twitched at the near purr of his voice. “Why?”
He arched a brow. “I think you know why. I think you know what I want.” He pushed his chair back from the desk and spread his legs like he’d done the night of the gala. “I think you know what I thought about every moment I was gone.”
No way could he be serious. He couldn’t have been thinking about me during the whole trip to London. I imagined all the men and women there who would fall at his feet. No matter what he’d said, I’d been afraid what happened between us was a one-time occurrence.
“Benjamin.” The way he said my name like it was a dirty word made me dizzy. “Come here.”
“You have an appointment in”—I glanced at my watch—“twenty minutes.”
“They can wait. Do you honestly think anyone’s going to have the nerve to interrupt me? The door is locked and only a few select people have a key. They’re not stupid enough to use it without knocking. I call the shots here. If I want to be late, I’ll be late, if I want to lock myself in my office and refuse to see anyone, that’s what I’ll do.”
But he hated being late. “Sir, it’s the middle of the workday, and….”
“I do what I want, and what I want right now is you.”
“Is this what things are going to be like now?”
“Do you mean am I going to call you in here at any time, at the merest whim, and do with you whatever I want?”
I nodded because I no longer had any moisture in my mouth.
“Yes.”
My cock was fully hard now, and my hands were shaking.
“Do you have an objection to that?” he asked.
I shook my head. “No, sir.”
“Good.”
Somehow I managed to make myself move. Miles turned in his chair, giving me better access to him. As I knelt in front of him, he lowered his zipper and pulled out his dick like he had the other night. Reflexively, I licked my lips as I stared at the thick shaft.
“Show me how much you missed me,” he demanded.