“Yes, sir, I can help you with that, Mr.…?”
“Sparrow. Sean Sparrow. Please call me Sean.”
She smiles shyly at me as she clicks on her computer to pull up some information. I can see her cheeks continue to burn as she tries to sneak glances at me.
“I’m looking for a new bank as well. Perhaps you can give me some information on that, too.”
“I’d be happy to.” She hands me a pamphlet and goes over the safety deposit box information.
She’s very thorough and professional, but I couldn’t tell you a single word she said. I’m completely entranced by her mouth and the fact that she’s giving me her undivided attention. I’m a selfish asshole who wants her focus to only be on me, and I’m not apologizing for it. Her body moves as she talks and she makes hand gestures to punctuate her speech. It makes me smile as I think about tying her hands to my headboard and making her beg me to fuck her. I’d sink deep inside her sweet cunt, giving her what she wants and taking all her pleasure for myself. Mine alone.
“So what do you think?” Tessa says, blinking up at me.
“Absolutely,” I agree, having no idea what she said. But I’ll do it. Whatever she asked.
“Great. Let me show you to our vault, so you can pick the size you want and possibly determine the location from what we have available.”#p#分页标题#e#
I blink a couple of times, completely captivated by her golden eyes as I try to come back to reality.
I watch as Tessa takes her keys for the vault and walks to the end of the teller line. I walk in the same direction she’s headed, not wanting to separate us. I want her as close to me as possible at all times.
She comes out from behind the little door and looks down at her feet as she walks past me across the lobby to the vault. I stand close to her as she fiddles with her keys, trying to find the right one to open the gate.
“It’s always the one you least suspect,” I whisper, leaning in even closer to her. I see a shiver roll down her spine as chill bumps break out across her neck. She’s affected by me, and I want to take advantage of it. “The keys, I mean. It’s never the one you think it’s going to be.” My voice is deep and laced with all the dirty fantasies playing out in my head.
She looks over her shoulder at me, her eyes locking with mine. I can almost hear her heartbeat as she looks at me, the sexual tension between us thick like caramel. So sweet and sticky, and what I’m willing to bet the inside of her panties would taste like right now.
Licking her lips, she leans in a little to me, and I want nothing more than to take her right here, right now.
“Tessa, you need some help?” Harper’s shrill voice echoes through the lobby, breaking the spell. Tessa blinks and takes a step back.
I watch as she grabs the right key, opens the door, and walks through. I follow behind her, entering the first part of the vault as she closes and locks the gate behind us.
This vault has a room for customers to walk in and access their safety deposit boxes, then another room beyond this one which holds all the cash. That room is accessed by another key, and then the cash is locked in smaller vaults that require key and combinations. The inner vault isn’t my concern. Just getting into this room is.
She walks over to a drawer and removes another set of keys. These are to help open the safety deposit boxes. Theoretically, if you’re an average everyday customer, you have your own personal key to your box, and the bank has another one to help you open it. So when you need to access your box, not only do you need your key, but you need theirs, too.
The reason my client can’t access this box is because he isn’t allowed back in the country, and the box is registered to a woman. He doesn’t trust this job to anyone but me, and I’d have a hard time passing as anything close to a female.
“Okay, here we are.” Tessa indicates around the room, showing me the boxes. “What size?”
“Big.”
Her cheeks flush again, and I can’t help my wicked grin.
She turns, giving me her back as she fiddles with the keys again. I step closer to her until we are only inches apart.
“How big?” she whispers, not looking up and not turning around.
“Very big,” I say, my breath against her gorgeous auburn locks. “I’m sure you have something that can hold me, though. Right?”
She nods her head just slightly, and I can hear the hitch in her breath.
“What do you have for me, Tessa?” I press against her, feeling her heat through my clothes. I want to grab her arms and grind my aching cock against her, but people could walk by and see. Her pleasure is for my eyes only, and I won’t have her wanton and willing in public. But I will let her know that I want her, and I’m not taking no for an answer. One way or another, she will be mine; she’ll know how much I want her.