Page 76 of Knot Their Princess

She rolls onto the balls of her feet and kisses my cheek, just before my phone rings at my desk.

“Let me just check who it is. We’re expecting—”

“Go, go.” She shoos me, and I laugh my way to the phone where the caller ID shows the head of R&D’s number.

I tap the speakerphone button. “Henry. Good to hear from you.”

“Good to hear your voice, Cade. I trust you’re well?”

“Wonderful.” My eyes are trained on Sin when I say it.

“Good. I sent the updates you requested to your email, but wanted to go over a few details with you.”

I sit at my desk and open my email, letting the files load on my main screen. “Okay, I’m looking at them now.”

“Page thirty-two of the delta packet, paragraph four…”

Henry’s voice drones on and I lose concentration as Sin’s hands rest on my shoulders before rubbing the muscles there with firm hands. I stifle a groan of pleasure, forcing myself to pay attention.

“Yeah, okay. We can make the changes there. Do you have the secondary models ready?”

Henry replies, and I sift through the pages on screen. It’s not until hands slide up my thighs that I realize Sin is no longer behind me. Instead, she’s under my desk.

Jumping, I look down at her big eyes, her expression frustrated as she waves me back to work.

My heart thumps hard and fast in my chest.

“Did I lose you?”

“Ah, no, sorry, Henry. I got a message from… a vendor.”

“No problem. Now, on page sixty…”

As I punch in the page number on my screen, Sin makes short work of my belt, and my cock is more than at attention when she undoes my fly and pulls it out through the front opening of my boxers.

I hiss quietly when her wet tongue circles the head of my cock, then hum to myself when those puffy lips of hers wrap around it and suck me into her hot little mouth, tongue still circling. Shivers run down my spine as my balls start to tighten in anticipation.

I drop my left hand down to her head, gently cup the back of it, urging her to take me deeper into her mouth without moving her head. Letting her set the pace, even when I’m screaming inside.

“That sounds great, Henry,” I grit. “I’ll get you the approvals by the end of the week.”

“Thank you, Cade. I’ll speak with you then.”

The line goes dead and I punch the speakerphone key to cut the humming tone, let out a growl.

“Dirty girl.”

She hums against my flesh, sucking and licking, letting the backs of her molars scrape across the sides of my cock deliciously.

But her perfume rises on the air, and her mouth is not enough.

I push my chair back, take her hand to help her up, then spin her away from me, drawing a gasp from her lips before placing my hand on her upper-back and push her chest flat against my desk where she turns her head to the side.

“Are you testing my limits, Sin?” I ask, hiking her thigh-length skirt up over her delectable ass and hips, hissing when her thong is revealed, soaking with her slick, the scent of her perfume and arousal rising all around me in the office.

“Maybe.” Her voice sings, teasing me. “Maybe I like to bring the dominant side out in you.”

“Maybe you enjoy being submissive once in a while.”