Page 48 of Playing with the Boss

“I’m all in, Mason.” She places a chaste kiss on my lips. “I can get Emma to help me send things over. There’s no way I’m spending even a week without you.”

“You’ve made my day, baby. You know that?” And when she says yes to my proposal, she’ll make my year.

First on the agenda when I get home: ring shopping.

They say you know your soulmate the moment you meet them. Well, Lisa is precisely that. The sooner she can be my mate for life, the better.

She leans in close, her fingertip to my lip as she watches my mouth and whispers, “Now you can have me whenever and wherever you want, Mister. No more guilt.”

I laugh, binding her tight in my arms. “Oh, baby. I never felt guilty about a thing.”

How could I when letting her go would have been my ultimate regret?

Mrs. Mason Roberts.

Mark my words, it’s going to happen.

And soon.

“Now how about one last time in the archive room for old times sake?” I tease.

A wicked gleam shines in her eye as she smirks, arching her back to press those luscious tits tight against me. “I have a better idea.”

“I sure hope it involves my cock in you soon, because I swear to God you keep looking at me like that, and you’ll have me coming in my goddamn pants.”

“You up for a dare, then?”

I grind my hips against her in response. This woman. She keeps talking like that, and I’ll have to show her what else she could put her mouth to use on.

“My office,” she says. “Or should I say, my old office.” Her finger taps my lips before she trails it over my chin, down my throat, and to my chest. “Three minutes, two positions, and one rule.”

“I’m listening.”

“We keep the door unlocked.” Her teeth pinch her bottom lip. “You game?”

“With you?” I cup her pussy through her skirt. “Always. Now show me how sturdy your fucking desk is.”