Private Confessions
"You're wearing a navy-blue skirt. It's tasteful. The hem stops just above the knee. Very professional on the outside, but I know you're naked underneath.You enjoy the silky feel of the fabric against your skin, don't you, Scorpio?"
Trisha Bain gulped as she read the words on her computer screen.
"I do," she typed, then hit Send.
"You step into my office and close the door behind you. Those gorgeous lips curve into a smile that makes everything else disappear. You lean against the door and look at me with those big blue eyes, eyes that reveal your innermost thoughts. Today, your eyes tell me you want me.
"Do you want me, Scorpio?"
"Yes," she typed. Oh, yes.
"I want you, too, baby. I've always wanted you." She shivered.
"I pat my hand on the desk and you stroll over, swaying those hips that have been driving me crazy since the day we met. You're taking your time, teasing me, making me wait.
"You prop up on my desk and lift your feet to the arms of my chair, spreading those long, sexy legs for me. So many times, I've wanted to reach out and touch them. Can I touch them, Scorpio?"
"Please," she typed.
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