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Cake Love series is now on Kindle Unlimited!

The Cake Love series in on KU! If you are on Kindle Unlimited then you can read all 3 books in the Cake Love series for FREE! Get Morgana & Henrik, Evaleen & Edgar, and Aria & Alex to warm your nights. Rules of Payne Executive Henrik Payne is used to women following his rules. When his new assistant shows him life isn't all about rules can he learn to break them? 

Morgana Drake’s boss is short-tempered, self-centered, in dire need of a social life, probably an undiagnosed workaholic, and practically unbearable. Yet, she wants to slather him in vanilla buttercream frosting and lick it off him from head to toe, and especially in between. Will she manage to keep her fantasies in check without getting fired, again? ​ Rules of Payne AMAZON US Rules of Payne AMAZON International The Attraction File Evaleen Bechmann is too busy running Human Resources for the billion dollar company, Mimir, to even consider dating. As for emotions, she refuses to discuss that too. It doesn't matter anyway. She's invisible to men, especially one man in particular. Evaleen is fine with that. Not everyone gets their happily ever after, that’s only for novels.

Edgar Mirmir is a Nordic god to some, a tech-savvy genius to others, and to women – he is everything they desire. His life should be perfect, and everything he has ever dreamed of… only it’s not. One woman haunts him. When he first saw her, her electric blue eyes shone with defiance, fear, and sorrow. He wanted to reach out to her, but she disappeared. Until one day he turned around and there she was. The Attraction File AMAZON US The Attraction File AMAZON International One Wild Ride Aria Dixon is an artistic free-spirit who likes to have fun with men -- in the bedroom. Once she’s had her fun she moves on -- until she tries to sneak into one man's apartment only to discover he knows more about her than she thinks. Sure, this guy is rich and gorgeous, but is he worth hanging around for?

Alexander Hawthorne is your average wealthy recluse, with a wicked mother hell-bent on controlling every aspect of his life. When he falls in love -- with a painting -- and discovers the artist is even more breathtaking than her work, he is determined to escape his golden prison to be with her. One Wild Ride AMAZON US One Wild Ride AMAZON International

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It was one little illegal entry into a billionaire's home. What could possibly go wrong?

Aria Dixon is an artistic free-spirit who likes to have fun with men -- in the bedroom. Once she’s had her fun she moves on -- until she tries to sneak into one man's apartment only to discover he knows more about her than she thinks. Sure, this guy is rich and gorgeous, but is he worth hanging around for?

Alexander Hawthorne is your average wealthy recluse, with a wicked mother hell-bent on controlling every aspect of his life. When he falls in love -- with a painting -- and discovers the artist is even more breathtaking than her work, he is determined to escape his golden prison to be with her. AMAZONiBOOKSNOOKKOBOPAPERBACKa Rafflecopter giveaway

One Wild Ride: Cover Reveal & Giveaway

ONE WILD RIDE Standalone. Book 3 in the Cake Love series. Romantic Comedy/Suspense.
​Releases February 19th, 2018
AMAZONiBOOKSNOOKKOBOGOODREADSFIRST 3 CHAPTERS FREE It was one little illegal entry into a billionaire's home. What could possibly go wrong?

Aria Dixon is an artistic free-spirit who likes to have fun with men -- in the bedroom. Once she’s had her fun she moves on -- until she tries to sneak into one man's apartment only to discover he knows more about her than she thinks. Sure, this guy is rich and gorgeous, but is he worth hanging around for?

Alexander Hawthorne is your average wealthy recluse, with a wicked mother hell-bent on controlling every aspect of his life. When he falls in love -- with a painting -- and discovers the artist is even more breathtaking than her work, he is determined to escape his golden prison to be with her. Excerpt:
“Firm and long, just how I like it,” I said as I pushed it past my lips. “Mmm. It’s sweet too. Uh, it’s dripping. Better lick that up.” My tongue flicked at the tip to draw the sweet cream into my mouth.
I sucked on the cannoli as I stared at Alex. He wouldn’t look at me. For the past fifteen minutes, we had been eating in his huge dining room. Me on one end of a massive, rectangular, dark wooden table and him at the other.
Alex had his head down, staring at his food as he ate. I pulled the pastry out of my mouth and placed it back on the white china dessert plate.
“I’m sorry, Alex. There, are you happy? That’s the third time I had to apologize for misjudging you.”
He lifted his head. “Here’s an idea, Aria, why don’t you stop judging people? Maybe, and I get this may be a novel concept for you, but maybe take the time to get to know them.”
I clenched my jaw, pissed at him. Here I was trying to make amends and he had to rub my nose in it.
“Some of us don’t have the luxury of getting to know men. Some of us have to do what we can to protect the people we love before we get to know strangers,” I said and immediately wish I hadn’t.
Alex raised his head even farther, sitting at his full height. I surprised him. I didn’t mean to, but he seemed to know how to push my buttons.
I wish he had accepted my apology and moved on, or just kicked me out. Anything but the curious eyes of a recluse.
“Why would getting to know someone be a luxury? You appear to have friends, Aria. Tiffany and those two women from a few weeks ago, Morgana and Evaleen. You must have taken the time to get to know them?”
I took a bite of the cannoli. No point in pretending to give it a blow job anymore to get Alex’s attention. I got it, and now I wish he would stare at his food again.
“That’s different,” I said after I swallowed the dessert.
“How is that different? Are they robots? Do they not count as people?”
Taking the napkin, I wiped my mouth before leaning back against the chair.
“What about you, Alex? Or should I call you Mr. Recluse?”
Alex pushed back his chair and walked over. I tried not to stare at his very worn and very fitted sweat pants but the closer he got, the more I focused on what I shouldn’t.
My eyes became level with his as he sat in the seat next to me. “I wasn’t talking about me. I was asking about you.”
“If you get to ask about me, then I should get to ask about you.” I raised my eyebrow.
The corner of his lip ticked up and he nodded. “On one condition.”
“You have to take your clothes off,” I said.
“What? No.”
“I have to take my clothes off?”
“No. That’s not what . . . uh, not unless . . .. I mean no,” he said as his Adam’s apple bobbed up and down his neck.
“We both have to take off—”
“Aria, there will be no nakedness.” Alex waved his hands at me.
“Fine, but this sounds kind of boring to me.” I rolled my eyes.
“You were the one to suggest the questions to begin with.”
I shrugged. “I figured you would turn it into a drinking game that required us to remove a piece of clothing for every question answered, or a non-drinking game that required us to remove a piece of clothing for every question.”
“You sure do like to get naked.” He laughed and it was the sexiest thing in the world.Get First 3 Chapters For FREE a Rafflecopter giveaway

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The Attraction File is LIVE!

AMAZONNOOKiBOOKSKOBOPAPERBACKGOODREADSWhat readers are already saying..."​It was a very emotional book I laughed, cried a little, and felt a bit helpless. I felt like I became part of the book throughout reading it." A Book Lover's Emporium Book Blog's - Goodreads "I laughed, I swooned, I fell in love. I even hit a moment of shock when I discovered a little tidbit about Evaleen that I never would have guessed." Nikki M. - Goodreads"This is an amazing read. I really don't want to give away too much with this one because you just HAVE to read it. This one will make you laugh, will make your panties a little wet. This one will take you on a little bit of a suspenseful ride when the past comes back." Becky W. - Goodreads She's Cold. He's Hot. When they get together they burn.

Evaleen Bechmann is too busy running Human Resources for the billion dollar company, Mimir, to even consider dating. As for emotions, she refuses to discuss that too. It doesn't matter anyway. She's invisible to men, especially one man in particular. Evaleen is fine with that. Not everyone gets their happily ever after, that's only for novels.

Edgar Mirmir is a Nordic god to some, a tech-savvy genius to others, and to women - he is everything they desire. His life should be perfect, and everything he has ever dreamed of... only it's not. One woman haunts him. When he first saw her, her electric blue eyes shone with defiance, fear, and sorrow. He wanted to reach out to her, but she disappeared. Until one day he turned around and there she was. AMAZONNOOKiBOOKSKOBOPAPERBACKGOODREADSa Rafflecopter giveaway

The Attraction File: Cover Reveal & GIVEAWAY

THE ATTRACTION FILE Standalone. Book 2 of Cake Love series. Romantic Comedy/Suspense.NOOKiBOOKSKOBOAmazon Sign-upFirst 4 ChaptersGOODREADS​She's Cold. He's Hot. When they get together they burn. 

Evaleen Bechmann is too busy running Human Resources for the billion dollar company, Mimir, to even consider dating. As for emotions, she refuses to discuss that too. It doesn't matter anyway. She's invisible to men, especially one man in particular. Evaleen is fine with that. Not everyone gets their happily ever after, that’s only for novels.

Edgar Mirmir is a Nordic god to some, a tech-savvy genius to others, and to women – he is everything they desire. His life should be perfect, and everything he has ever dreamed of… only it’s not. One woman haunts him. When he first saw her, her electric blue eyes shone with defiance, fear, and sorrow. He wanted to reach out to her, but she disappeared. Until one day he turned around and there she was. Excerpt:
“It’s ten forty-five, almost time for the Brooks Bomb. I told Payne on Friday that this would be your first day back but he had meetings out of the office all morning.” I said.
I turned to head back to my office but stopped as Morgana yelled out for me. “Maybe I’ll take an early lunch. You up for it?”
I was about to tell her no, that I had some work that needed to get done when the elevator doors opened and out walked the last person I wanted to see, ever, Edgar.
Then I would be forced to talk to him about the new hire for his department. Something easily done via email. Instead of face-to-face where I would have to try desperately to control my hormones. It was hard to not turn into a giggling mess with his deep voice acting like a Siren song. I always tried to be aloof, but I had a feeling he didn’t care anyway.
Before he saw me, I turned back toward Morgana and nodded my head. “Sounds great.”
“Okay, let’s go. Oh wait, is that Edgar? Hey, Edgar.”
I was surprised by how fast Morgana could move considering her height. She was like a red blur blazing past me and before I knew it, she had Edgar deep in conversation. His perfectly sculpted blond hair just brushed the tops of his ears as he ran his fingers through them.
He had long hair when I first started to work here, but last year he cut it. I appreciated both styles, but I missed his long hair. Something about it made me want to run my fingers through it, fist it in my fingers, and scream “mine” to anyone who passed.
I sounded barbaric. And sad. Mostly sad.
Holding my ground, I refused to move closer, not on principle because what was I arguing about? Lunch? No, I was hungry, but I lacked the strength to resist Edgar’s charm. Especially when he smiled and those dimples appeared.
Dimples of sin I called them. I wanted to lick them so much.
“Hey, Evaleen, Edgar is going to join us for lunch.” Morgana waved me over with happiness radiating out of her pores. I wish I could glow with happiness. The only time I glowed was after I had danced a few songs at a club. Also, my makeup usually melted by then, and my pit stains were large enough by that point that tadpoles had been known to form, even when I wore a tank top.
What I’m saying was I got swamp pits but, hey, I glowed.
Edgar’s dimples were on full debauchery mode. That was, until he saw me. I guess Morgana left that part out when she invited him to lunch. He probably would have declined the offer if he knew I would be there.
“Dreary Evaleen Bechmann? No, thank you,” he’d say. I was always surprised when he knew my name considering how unhappy he appeared around me.
It wasn’t just his dwindling smile but how his eyes gazed at anything but me. Like he was trying to find an escape from the worst thing ever, me.
“Great.”
It wasn’t great. It especially wasn’t wonderful when Morgana conveniently stood by the elevator buttons when we were moving down to the bottom floor, forcing Edgar and me to stand next to each other. I could smell his cologne.
His mouth watering, manly man scent.
I took deep breaths, not because I was about to hyperventilate (but that was an idea to get out of this lunch), but because I wanted to inhale all of him.
My mouth watered and I knew my neck was red without even glancing into the reflection of the metal elevator doors.
I turned my head to face the wall and tried to fill my lungs with non-sex god air, but it wasn’t working. Perhaps if I scooted toward the wall, inching farther away from him, I wouldn’t want to lick him so much?
Thankfully, I didn’t have to make that decision as the elevator dinged and opened on the ground floor. Cool, platonic air breezed around me and I began to feel human again.
That was until he placed his hand on the small of my back to guide me out of the elevator, causing my lady parts to spasm uncontrollably. I think they were having a seizure from too much hotness.
I coughed. Actually, I tried to suppress an eruption of humiliating giggles that would have embarrassed twelve-year-old girls, with a cough.
It worked. He dropped his hand and the lower half of my body went into a deep depression. The top half of my body felt relief tinged with bitterness.
The chill of the Chicago air solidified me. What if I’m not sexy or beautiful enough for him to notice like he did every other woman he came in contact with? He slept around anyway. Even if he did seduce me, I would just end up heartbroken anyway.
“Here we are. Chuck’s Sausage Shack. I am so thankful I can get a good sausage right next door anytime I want.” Morgana smiled as she held the door for us.
“I sure do love to suck on tubular meat during my breaks at work,” I said without hesitation.
That time I coughed for real. I hadn’t meant for that to come out of my mouth. It was there in my head and then my mouth decided it was the perfect time to give it a voice. I blame Morgana. Who says they are thankful to get good sausage? She was practically begging me to embarrass myself like that.
“Let’s hope,” Edgar said. My eyes narrowed at him but he had turned from me.
Cool as always. Nothing fazed him, not even a frumpy co-worker making blatant and not very good penis jokes.
He was just casually glancing around the place scoping out a table.
“Crap. Looks like I got to head back to work. I just got a text from Mr. Payne telling me he needs to meet with me since it’s my first day back. Sorry.” Morgana frowned, shoving her phone back into her purse and pushing out the door.
After watching the door close, I turned to Edgar. He was staring at me, grimacing.
“Look, if you have something to do we can just order food to go,” I said, trying to offer him a way out. It was obvious back at the office he was only agreeing to lunch because he thought it would be him and Morgana. I’m not blind. Morgana was gorgeous and sexy and exactly what a player like Edgar would be into. I think it’s a little shitty that he would go after someone his best friend, Payne, was obviously into, but that was none of my business.
Now we can order food for lunch since we are already here and then go our separate ways.
Edgar smirked. His dimples deepening as his gaze drifted languidly to my lips. “Now why would I miss out on the chance of watching you suck on some tubular meat?”
My lady parts were seizing again.
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Pierce is a self-made man and self-professed man-whore. Never wanting to be with a woman more than once. Until he meets the woman of his dreams.
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Rules of Payne Release Day Giveaways!

Rules of Payne is LIVE! My final vision for Morgana Drake and Henrik Payne is finished! It is out for everyone to see. I am so excited for this version of the book that I have been giving paperback copies of it out left and right. In fact, keep reading this entire post and you will find there are many, many giveaways of a signed copy of the Rules of Payne and so many other big prizes happening this whole week. I put access to all the giveaways through out this post, so make sure you read to the end!
The very first GIVEAWAY is a sneaky one I put in the ebook of Rules of Payne! Yup, if you pre-ordered or buy Rules of Payne this week you will have a chance to win some cool stuff! Also, Rules of Payne is only 0.99 cents for a few more days until the price goes up to $3.99. So, if you want access to that awesome giveaway and only have to pay 0.99 cents for the book, then get it now! AMAZON NOOK iTUNES KOBO RULES OF PAYNE
GENRE: Steamy Romantic Comedy
RELEASE DATE: March 27th, 2017
Executive Henrik Payne is used to women following his rules. When his new assistant shows him life isn't all about rules can he learn to break them? 

Morgana Drake’s boss is short-tempered, self-centered, in dire need of a social life, probably an undiagnosed workaholic, and practically unbearable. Yet, she wants to slather him in vanilla buttercream frosting and lick it off him from head to toe, and especially in between. Will she manage to keep her fantasies in check without getting fired, again? ​ AMAZON NOOK iTUNES KOBO Look at all the stuff I am giving away in my fan group, SWIM Meet! Each day of release week I am having a BIG giveaway. Come join the fun HERE! AMAZON NOOK iTUNES KOBO EXCERPT:
The tiny shell buttons of her blouse seemed to give helplessly to my simple tugging. Every moan that escaped her lips and each twist of her body had my fingers moving faster.
Until she reached for me.
Morgana’s hand brushed my chest, and I froze. There was something about all of this that I could control. I liked that. How many times had I imagined her tied to my office chair, legs spread as I let my tongue swirl her into elation? Just to taste her, hear her, and give her everything while she relished each second of it.
Just the thought sent a shiver over me.
“If you touch me, I don’t know if I will be able to stop myself. You—” I hesitated.
I wanted to watch Morgana vibrate with anticipation and writhe from my tongue, maybe even my cock, but I needed to know what I could do with her, to her. If she was a virgin, then I had to move slowly.
I had to test to see what she knew.
“Let me guess, Morgana, you like a little foreplay and feel lucky if the guy gives you sweet kisses all over that pretty pussy of yours?”
Searching her eyes for surprise or embarrassment I only found desire, so I continued, “Or maybe something a little dirtier, like a naughty spanking causing your sumptuous ass to blush?” I toyed with her under her yellow lace bra and turned my head to gauge her reaction.
“I . . . I’ve never been spanked before.”
Of course, she hasn’t.
Now my hand was itching for her ass. I had noticed she stuttered when she wanted something. Now, not only do I want to make her laugh, but I would get on my knees to hear her falter.
Her eyes fell away as her cheeks grew scarlet. She was so innocent.
“So it’s virgin territory. You really need to stop tempting me, Morgana. First, the cute little skirt at your interview, then the sexy glasses, and now, you are telling me no man has ever caused you to squeal with a much-deserved spanking?”
Morgana made a meal of her bottom lip as she whimpered. I think I had my answer.
I pushed up her skirt slipping my fingers under the lace of her panties. Yellow.
She was killing me. My body reacted with a guttural groan as I discovered how wet she was. Morgana was hot, slippery, and I wanted to slide right into her.
“Is that better, Morgana? Is that what you want from me? Or maybe just a little bit more.”
Her legs loosened from my hips, drifting open as my fingers moved to make her flex in appreciation. My thumb found her hard clit.
She jerked.
I groaned and then her hips began to roll. There was so much more to give her, and I never wanted to work so hard to provide her all the gifts.
Morgana reached for my face, and I pulled back. “What did I say about touching me? I don’t think you really want this.” I'm not just having GIVEAWAYS every day in my fan group SWIM Meet this week, but also on my Facebook Author Page! Click HERE to go there NOW!

The Author Interview...Debra Anastasia

Welcome Debra Anastasia! Hey everyone! Thanks for coming over to check out the interview I had with Debra Anastasia. There is a lot to be learned from her views on space aliens and, of course, farts. EL: If someone farts and my five year old son doesn’t exclaim, “That was a juicy one.” Did it really happen?
 
DA: No. It has to be announced to exist. Lol.  
EL: I read a lot of your books. They span from paranormal romance to comedy to bowel movements. For those who don’t know about your awesome books, tell them what they are missing.
 
DA: I never tell people to read my books. That’s weird, right? But I feel like readers that like my stuff find it. I think if you really enjoy your imagination, that my books will make sense to you. EL: Tell me what is coming, your WIP. Does it involve a turtle and a banjo? Because I’ll be honest, I would totally buy that book.
 
DA: I have the weirdest book coming out soon! It will be a surprise drop and I’m not allowed to say anything about it. But I promise you will know what I’m talking about it when you see it.  EL: Do you think fish can laugh?
 
DA: I hope so. They are making a lot of money off that Dory movie. EL: What is your writing process? Does it involve frolicking in a chilled stream with a bear?
 
DA: I wish. I really think bears would be nice to me. They would feel the sincerity in my hug. My process is a little bit of craziness and a lot of planning. I force myself to outline, and to slow down. I like to write without any limitations and it is not a great way to write more than one book. I would wind up with 400,000 word book. I love having music on. And I like writing The End.  
EL: When I am out in public and break out into song the police usually are called. What is something about you that confuses and possibly scares people?
 
DA: I think a lot of what I have going on is arrestable. Last weekend I was drinking wine in an In and Out Burger in LA with friends at 3:00am.
EL: What authors (living or dead) would you like to fondle? What authors would you slap in the face and say, “How dare you?” before storming off after they tried to fondle you?
 
DA: I think I’m cool with fondling Helena Hunting in a non-sexual way. We are super stupid about each other. And I think I would slap any author that was dressed as a clown whether they tried to touch me or not
EL: Bodily sounds. You are well known for your love of them. If these three bodily sounds were your children what would you name them? 1. Fart 2. Burp 3. Queef

DA: 1. Boom 2. Croak 3. Tuna EL: There was a super moon a while ago. Did you see it and did it have a cape on?
 
DA: I did see it. And I did not have a cape on. I love the winter sky the most. The stars look the best then.
EL: What is your dream as a writer? Mine is to one day write the worst sex scene that I win an award for worst sex scene. I am thinking it would be a flaccid bronze penis.
 
DA: Haha. I love that. I think I would love to see my books on a screen. I got a little taste of it when doing the Poughkeepsie app and I loved it.
EL: I once sat through my dad explaining the plight of the workers during the Industrial Revolution. What is the most boring thing you have ever done?
 
DA: Any Math class ever. Math and I are not friends.
EL: Last question. Do you think you will be on a dirt road in the middle of nowhere or in your bed at night when space alien James Franco will take you to his mothership?
 
DA: I hope I am in my bed. Every time I’ve been in the middle of a dirt road in the middle of nowhere, I’ve been scared. But I’m usually happy in bed. I prefer to be happy.
Thank you Debra Anastasia for hanging out with me and having fun with my crazy questions! ABOUT AUTHOR There are a lot of eyes in Debra Anastasia's house in Maryland. First, her own creepy peepers are there, staring at her computer screen. She's made two more sets of eyes with her body, and the kids they belong to are amazing. The poor husband is still looking at her after 17 years of marriage. At least he likes to laugh. Then the freaking dogs are looking at her—six eyeballs altogether, though the old dog is blind. And the cat watches her too, mostly while knocking stuff off the counter and doing that internal kitty laugh when Deb can't catch the items fast enough.
 
In between taking care of everything those eyes involve, Debra creates pretend people in her head and paints them on the giant, beautiful canvas of your imagination. What an amazing job that is. The stories hit her hard while driving the minivan or shaving her legs, especially when there's no paper and pen around. Within all of the lies she writes hides her heart, so thank you for letting it play in your mind.

Debra has written a smattering of books in a few genres. There are two paranormal romances in the Seraphim Series and now four contemporary romances in the Poughkeepsie Brotherhood Series, Fire Down Below and Fire in the Hole, complete the Gynazule Comedy Series. The Revenger, a dark paranormal romance, is finally in the light, and the last, a novella called Late Night with Andres, is special because 100% of the proceeds go to breast cancer research. (So go get it right now, please!) Check out my other Author Interviews:
C.C. Wood
Desiree A. Cox
Ella Emerson
Harper Miller
Heather Dahlgren
Jana Aston
L.E. Chamberlin
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Cover Reveal - Rules of Payne & GIVEAWAYS

Rules of Payne
Series: Cake Love book 1
Genre: Romantic Comedy
Release Date: March 27th, 2017

Rules Were Meant To Be Broken.
Morgana Drake has a problem. Her boss Henrik Payne.
He is short-tempered, self-centered, in dire need of a social life, probably an undiagnosed workaholic, and practically unbearable.
Yet.
She wants to rip his clothes off. To slather him in vanilla buttercream frosting and lick it off him from toe to head, and especially in between.
How will she ever get ahead at the company if she keeps imagining her boss melting in her mouth?
Henrik Payne has rules. Rules to live by and especially work by.
It's not until his clumsy yet curvaceous assistant tests his resolve that he begins to see life isn't all about rules.
He just hopes he can get through the day without accidentally fondling her.
AMAZONAll Other RetailersGoodreadsRules of Payne Website I can not tell you how happy I am to share the cover for Rules of Payne with everyone. This story has been in my head for years. It has gone through so many changes. I can finally say with a happy heart that this Rules of Payne is the story I dreamed of so long ago. I think life got in the way and I just couldn't get it out exactly as I had wished the first time. So I took all of last year to put my heart and soul into this book. I am so excited for everyone to read it that every giveaway I do for the Rules of Payne release, before and after the release, will include a paperback copy of the book. I REALLY want people to have it in their hands!
So, keep reading and find your chance to win that paperback, AND another special giveaway that will help spread the word about Payne. EXCERPT:
Once I was out of the elevator, I headed straight into the bathroom and noticed Ms. Drake was not at her desk. Maybe she went home for the day and I won’t have to deal with her.
I checked my watch and noted the time, ten minutes until eleven o’clock. I had just enough time to give my cock a good spanking before Ken Brooks, the CFO, used the restroom for his daily shit storm. I’m sure Ms. Drake had learned by now to stay away from her desk when Brooks used the bathroom.
My orgasm was quick due to the use of one of my top fantasies about Ms. Drake. I had about ten different fantasy scenarios of her I used when I masturbated, and they were ranked by length of orgasm and time it took to hit the big O.
The one I used was ranked at number two. I would have used the first one knowing time was limited with Brooks nearing, but I wanted to switch it up. Anyways, I used number one in the shower this morning.
Number two was Morgana on her knees in my office, begging for my cock. She drooled as I told her to take all of it. I knew she wouldn’t actually drool in real life, but it’s my fantasy. In my imagination, she salivated all over the captain.
I cleaned up, flushed, and then ran into Brooks just as I was washing my hands. He was boring as usual. He always discussed the weather. It’s cold. Bitterly cold. Chicago in the winter was frigid, everyone knew that. Why talk about it? He mentioned the sun and I didn’t care.
Once I was in my office, I opened my laptop and began checking my emails. One was marked urgent about the new Denton account. I realized I was going to need Ms. Drake to help me.
Having just orgasmed, being in the same room as Ms. Drake shouldn’t cause any problems. I got up and opened the door to find her with her head on her desk.
“Ms. Drake.”
She popped up and stared at me. Those greenish eyes turned golden as they enlarged.
Here I was boasting about what a hard worker she was, and now she’s lying down on the job.
“Is this how you spend your day when you think I am not in the office? Just lying around.”
She opened and closed her mouth a few times before finally shaking her head at me.
“The meetings for today got canceled, so it looks like I’m going to be here the rest of the day. Come inside my office; I need to go over some things with you.”
She mumbled something just as I turned to go back inside. The words “come” and “bathroom” were the only ones I caught.
I turned back. “What did you say?”
Her eyes darted around. “Uh, let me just run to the bathroom first.”
I nodded my head. “Okay.”
After a few minutes, she strolled into my office. Over the last few weeks, I had become accustomed to Ms. Drake’s stride. It’s average but with a little more swing in her hips and at times, bouncy. Perhaps that was why she tripped more often than others.
But right now her walk was cat-like, stealthy, with a heaping dose of confidence and cleavage. As she took her seat, her fingers tugged at her blouse, bringing my eyes down to her chest where they remained.
I hated it when she did that.
Forcing my gaze back to her face I wondered what I missed. Something was happening and I wondered for a moment if it involved me.
“Are you feeling all right, Ms. Drake? You look pale and you have a funny expression on your face.”
Her fingers continued to fondle her top but her eyes narrowed at me. “Oh I’m fine, Mr. Payne. One hundred percent, grade-A beef, fine. In fact, I think I’m a little hot. Do I look hot to you, Mr. Payne?”
One button. Pop.
Another button. Pop.
She shimmied slightly but enough to reveal a slip of green lace.
I swallowed. Hard.
“Ms. Drake, what are you doing?”
Her lips curved as if she was waiting for those exact words to tumble out of my mouth. I got the feeling she wanted something. I also got the feeling I would give it to her. My hand slipped to my lap as I adjusted my cock already stirring from his earlier binge.
He was insatiable.
“I was in the bathroom a little while ago.”
I nodded. “I know you asked to use it before we had this meeting.”
Did I drop something in there? Maybe she heard me talking to Brooks and wants in on that top-secret conversation about the sunny sky in winter.
I tried to hide my laughter.
“No, before.”
What was she talking about? This woman was sexy and smart, but right now she might as well have been . . . wait, I think I got her meaning.
“The women’s bathroom you mean, right, Ms. Drake?” My eyes pleaded with her to open her mouth and say, “yes, the women’s bathroom.” Why would she not use the women’s restroom? That would be ridiculous, especially so close to Brooks’ time.
Her head turned slowly from side to side in a tormenting no. “No, the men’s. The woman’s restroom was being cleaned so I had to use the men’s. You know, the one where you wanted me to take all of your cock.”
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