"You like him." Jamie demanded, her voice cutting through my thoughts.
"Yeah"
"Like him enough to....you know" leaning closer. "Fuck him."
"Maybe" smiling. Ok, I didn't mind fucking this insanely sexy god.
My phone rang and I answered it with my usual salutation.
"Currently I am thinking about you and all the things I intend to do to you."
The auditory sensation of his voice flooded me returning the ache.
"Have you started filling out the application?"
"No" I murmured, the creak of leather sounding over the phone. "I am working, so it will have to wait."
Jamie eyebrows rose
"I don't like this sort of thing: waiting, but if you insist. Just remember you have less than seven hours to reach a decision."
The leather creaked again and I thought about him leaning back against his sofa, the grit and thickness of his cock.
"Adela, my cock is extremely hard right now. Would it be rude of me if I asked you to come back to my office and take care of my problem. I have a meeting with a client in
the next two hours and I need something to help me relax."
He paused, allowing his words to take effect. He knows exactly how to get to me.
"I would love to see your tongue wrapped around the head...."