Chapter 27
Hunter
“ H ungry?” I ask Jade as I watch her work, totally unaware of me standing here, lusting over her.
Her head whips up. “Oh, God. You made me jump. How long have you been there?” She clutches her chest.
“Not long. So can I drag you away from your computer?” I sound nervous, which is very unlike me.
“Sorry, I was hoping to have this all done sooner so I could take the hour with you but it’s been a bit of a morning.” She closes her eyes, rubbing her temples.
“What are you working on? Maybe we can work through it together and have something to eat at the same time?” I place the bakery bags my assistant picked up for me on her desk.
She lets out a sigh. “Mrs. Blanchard.”
Now I understand. That woman is one of the richest women in London and not the easiest of our clients to get on with. She’s had six husbands. Not one of them could keep this highly strung woman. She’s eighty but you wouldn't know it. Smart as a tack and still very much involved in her business which is part of the problem. She micromanages everything.
“Okay, you pick out whatever you want out of that bag and I’ll scan over what you’ve got so far.”
She crosses her arms, looking annoyed. Her tits are even more prominent, and I think I deserve a medal for not staring.
“What?” I bark out a laugh.
“I don’t need you to do it for me, Hunter.”
Oh shit, I’ve offended her. “I know, I just want to help. I know you’re more than capable of doing this”
Her big blue eyes sparkle at my words. “Sorry, I know you do. I’ve just had my worth tested in my past and it hit a nerve.”
“I understand, Tink.” I rest my hip on her desk. “You know, I bet Mrs. Blanchard likes you.”
“What do you mean? Does she not like you?” Her head tilts to the side as she studies me.
“Well, of course she likes me.” I wink and she rolls her eyes.
“Ever the humble billionaire.”
I chuckle. “What I mean is, she’s never really liked any of our other associates. Always wanted to deal with me or Dad, but you seem to have this way of drawing people in and getting them to trust you. I had no idea she had been in touch. She normally calls me daily when we’re adding to her portfolio.”
“She has been on the phone to me every hour this morning. She’s lovely, but I can tell she will be challenging. She knows what she wants and isn’t afraid to ask for it. " She shakes her head. “I want to be her when I grow up.”
“In what way?”
“She’s just so focused, driven, and carefree. The ultimate lady boss. I envy that. I’m such a people pleaser. Sometimes I wish I could just do something just for myself without feeling guilty.”
“Trust me when I say I can see a little bit of her in you. You have her fearless attitude.’’
She just looks at me unblinking and then her stomach growls.
“Okay. It probably would help to have extra eyes on the proposal. Thank you.” She pushes her chair back and eyes the food on her desk. “Now feed me, while you look at what I've done.”
She rummages through the bag, taking out a pulled pork sub, before she settles on the couch across the room, while I take her seat. A soft moan comes from her when she takes her first bite, and I have to drag my eyes away before I do something to ruin her reputation.
“Well?” she asks around a mouthful of her food.
“First off, I’ve never seen someone as small as you devour a sub that size that quickly before.”
She shrugs. “What? I was hungry. I worked out this morning and it was a damn good sub. Sue me.”
I scoff. “Never going to happen. I love a woman who eats real food. And secondly, why are you worried about this?” I point to her computer screen.
“What do you mean?”
“This is perfect. She'll eat this up.” She finishes her sandwich and wipes her hands on a napkin before walking over to me. I watch her every move.
“You really think?”
“Yes.”
She leans over me, looking at the screen too. I breathe in her fresh citrus scent. She’s so close I could just kiss the column of her neck or trail kisses along her jaw, but I hold back. I know that isn’t what’s on her mind right now and I wouldn’t want to overstep, even if it is taking all my restraint.
“You sure?” She turns that extra inch, but doesn’t pull back. Her eyes darken with desire.
“Yes,” I force out, on a barely there whisper. I give her a few moments to move away but she stays. Her eyes shift to my lips. That one look makes me snap. Grasping her chin between my thumb and forefinger, I give her one last chance to stop me, but she doesn’t.
I kiss her gently at first, teasing. But when she moans I lose all resolve. Curling my hands around her waist I lower her to straddle my lap, her skirt rides up and I run a hand up her soft, silky skin making her rock against my hardening cock. My other hand yanks on her ponytail gently forcing her head back. I drag my teeth along her jaw and when I reach her waiting lips, I nip into her bottom one, causing her body to arch. “We really shouldn’t be doing this here,” My breath comes out in rough pants as I try to regain my control.
“Where’s your sense of adventure, Gladiator?” She takes my lips again and I go willingly. She’s driving me crazy circling her hips over my cock, her hands fisting my hair, tugging me to where she needs me. She is just as desperate for this as I am.
“Oh, my God. Jade, you will not believe the bargains I’ve just picked up in Selfridges.” Ted's voice drifts into her office and she pulls away eyes wide, jumping off my lap and fussing with her hair. Not so brave now then, Tink . I laugh to myself and raise an eyebrow at her.
“Shut up,” she whispers as she walks out of her office, straightening her clothes as she goes. “Show me what you’ve got,” she sings. I rearrange myself in my pants. Fuck, my control just disappears when it comes to her.
“You alright Jade? You look a little warm?” Ted questions.
“Yep.” She almost shouts. Subtle .
“Okay then.” I can tell Ted’s not convinced.
“Oh, for Christ’s sake, just show me your bargains so I can go and finish off the cake on my desk because right now that's all I can think about.”
Cake? Is that what I am? Well, I have been called a snack.
I’ve managed to calm my raging erection, and because I chose to be a dick for most of my life, I swagger out of her office. “Jade, I’ve finished off that proposal you wanted me to check over.”
“Cake?” Ted beams at Jade.
“What?” Her cheeks are now as red as the soles of her Louboutin’s.
“It’s okay, you can deny it all you like, but the stunning pink lipstick you were wearing this morning is no longer on your lips but on our fearless leader’s.” He leans against his desk and crosses his arms while Jade's face turns redder, if that was at all possible. He continues, “But this,” he motions between us, “I’m totally on board with. I'll go and show Dexter my bargains, as you’re too busy.” He picks up his bags and starts to walk backwards towards the elevators, but before he turns around he shouts, “I need to know if it will be a regular snack you’ll be enjoying. You know, for my duties as your PA.” He steps into the elevator before he turns back to me. “Oh, and Mr. Stone?”
“Yes, Ted?”
“Pink really is your color.” He gives me a wink just as the doors close. I swipe my hand across my lips and follow Jade back into her office.
“Crap.” She grabs the bag, takes out the cream cake, and takes a huge bite as she sags into her chair.
“Jesus, woman, slow down, and maybe chew first.”
“Don’t judge me. I’m just going to sit and eat my feelings.” Wow, okay she gets violent when embarrassed.
“I’m not judging you.” I cross my arms, leaning against her doorframe. “I just want to know what those feelings are?”
“Right now, embarrassment. I’ve nearly been caught kissing my boss in my office and I’m not confident, if Ted hadn’t come back, I would’ve left it there.”
Okay, that was more honest than I was expecting.
“I think I need to fire Ted.” I deadpan.
“Don’t you dare. I need him.” She points her cake at me and then pulls it back and takes another unladylike bite.
I collect up the rest of the food we haven’t eaten when Jade looks at me with wide eyes. “What are you doing?”
“Taking the rest of the food? I was going to see if anyone else on the floor wanted it?”
“Nope, that's not happening. You can leave it there. I’ll make sure it finds a good home.”
“By a good home, you aren’t going to finish all that surely?”
“Is that a challenge Mr. Stone?”
“No it wasn’t a challenge Miss Wilde, just that I didn’t think you would want it.”
“Note for future reference Mr. Stone. If you bring food I will eat it. If you then try and take said food away from me I can’t be accountable for my actions. You’ve been warned.” At the filthy look in her eyes as she licks the cream and sugar off her fingers, my mind drifts and my cock starts to swell in my pants.
I smile, dropping the bag back down. I lean in to whisper in her ear. “Noted Ms. Wilde. But for your future reference next time I’m alone with you I’ll be the one eating and I won’t stop until you’re finished.”