She bit her lip to stifle a moan. The thoughts running around her mind were sinful. Simone took a quick glance at his face and saw him concentrating on the road. She shuffled ever so gently in her seat. The bottom of her dress rode up her thighs, exposing a great deal of flesh.
Taking another quick peek, she saw his fingers had tightened, and his lips were pressed into a firm line. Had he looked?
Crossing her legs she allowed the fabric to fall even further as she gazed out of the window.
A hiss and a growl came from the seat beside her.
She smiled, trying her hardest to hide it. The man beside her was affected by her body. The knowledge filled her with a strange kind of power. Before that moment he’d merely been a fantasy. What would happen if she could turn her fantasy into a reality?
Don’t go there, Simone. Things could get ugly.
However, no matter how many times she tried to reason with her own chaotic thoughts, her fantasy wouldn’t let her go. She knew what she wanted.
She saw the entrance to the parking lot and discovered only one or two members of the press around the building. Cole was in the parking lot in quick time, stopping them from flashing their cameras.
Simone waited in the car when he pulled up in the reserved spot. She remembered how upset he’d been when she opened her own door. It was an old-fashioned attitude, but one she liked. Maybe she could show more of her thighs off to him.
He stood waiting for her. She took his hand, making a show of getting out. Did he see her pussy as she exited the car?
With no panties, he’d be able to see everything she had to offer.
Cole helped her onto the elevator, and then they were inside their condo. She walked straight through to the office. Callum was nowhere in sight.
“Where is tall, dark, and handsome?” she asked, sitting on the edge of the spare desk.
“He’s at work. It is one of the reasons that the press are no longer lurking outside our door.”
“Great. What do you need me to do while I’m here?”
“Take a look around the place. We still haven’t acquired any of your data.” Cole left her stood in the office. She looked at Callum’s big desk, and her fantasy played full swing inside her head.
Four days had passed since her sex with Callum. She should be fine, and yet, every moment she thought about that man she was on fire.
She followed Cole out into the sitting room. He sat on the couch with his feet propped on the coffee table flicking through the television.
“How come you’re not at work?” she asked, folding her arms.
“I’m at work. I’m babysitting you until he gets home.”
“You’ve got a very unconventional partnership, haven’t you?”
He slowly turned his head to look at her. “What do you mean?”
“You’re best friends. Neither of you are in a relationship, and you’re closely working together. I guess I was wondering where the connection ends.”
He glared at her. Simone pushed his feet off the coffee table and sat in front of him. The cold of the glass was a welcome relief to her ass.
“You think Callum and I are in a relationship?” Cole began to laugh. Simone loved the laid back look on his face. He really looked handsome, sinfully so when he let himself go and have some fun.
“What’s so funny? You could be in a relationship. Some men got off on their partners fucking someone else. Did Callum tell you all the juicy details after?” Her pussy tightened to think of Cole stroking his cock while thinking about her.
Cole leaned forward. The action was smooth and quick. His hands went to her knees in the same way Callum’s had done while he had her on the staff room counter.
“I can assure you, Simone, the only thing going on between Callum and me is friendship.” His hand went underneath her skirt. Goose-bumps erupted on her flesh.
“Nothing more?” she asked, biting her lip. His hands covered both of her thighs. She knew there was a great deal of strength in his hands.
“You don’t need to get your panties in a twist because of me.”
She chuckled, grabbing his hand. “Cole,” she said, shaking her head. “I never wear panties.” Then she pushed his hands away from her. “I need some coffee. Do you want some coffee?” she asked, getting up and walking through to the kitchen.
She heard his growl, and she chuckled. Teasing Cole would be fun. Flicking the switch on the coffee maker, she spun around then squealed. Cole was standing right behind her. He’d not made a sound. Her heart pounded inside her chest.
“You should be careful who you tease.”
“Oh, yeah? And what makes you different from everyone else?” she asked with a hand on her hip.
“I take what is on offer.”