The Perfect Fit

“Hey, you got that PR guy’s email address?” I ask West as I walk into his office.

He looks up from his laptop. “Which PR guy?”

“The one from Grayson News Corp. What was his name? Andy or something? We met him at that meeting a few weeks back. I’m sure I took his card, but I can’t find it.”

He glances back at the screen and rubs a hand over his stubble. “Check the meeting minutes. I asked them to include everyone’s contact details.”

I take a seat in front of his desk. “You got an important meeting today?”

His gaze drifts back to me. “Grayson board meeting. They’re being given a draft of our proposals for expansion today, so …” He stretches his neck and sighs.

“Ah, is that why you’re wearing your lucky suit?”

A faint grin flickers over his face. “It’s just a suit.”

It’s not just a suit at all. It’s a dark gray three-piece Tom Ford. Not only does it make him look even more handsome and powerful than usual, but it fits him perfectly, hugging his huge biceps and shoulders, not to mention his magnificent ass and thighs, like a second skin. I adjust my cock in my pants, trying to give myself a little more room and some much-needed relief, but it doesn’t help.

“Hey. Can I borrow your laptop charger? Mine has given up even trying to work,” Lily says as she breezes into his office wearing nothing but a smile and, from the looks of the way it dwarfs her petite frame, Zeke’s shirt.

“Sure, it’s in the bottom drawer.” Without looking up, West nods at the cabinet next to his desk.

My semihard cock grows as I stare at Lily’s fine ass while she’s bent over rummaging in the drawer. I glance at West, but his attention is fixated on his screen. How the fuck has he not noticed her? Ass in the air, cute pink panties on display?

A few seconds later, she gives a triumphant cry and stands, charger in hand.

“Hey, shorty.” She turns and offers me one of her beautiful smiles. I hold out my hand. “Come here.”

Her eyes bounce between West and me as she approaches. She giggles when I grab her arm and yank her into my lap.

West finally looks up and glares at the two of us. “My meeting starts in five minutes.”

I bite back a grin. He knows that his bark won’t stop me, and I’m always down for his bite. And now I have an incredibly hot and soon to be incredibly frustrated West on one side of the desk, and the super sexy, always horny and ready for action Lily on my lap. I’m gonna have so much fucking fun.

Lily twirls a lock of hair between her finger and her thumb. “What meeting? Anything exciting?”

“A board meeting with Grayson News Corp,” I answer when he doesn’t.

“Oh.” She sits up straighter. “Is the takeover almost complete?”

“Merger,” West replies coolly. “Despite what Jensen Michaels would have you all at Grayson believe.”

She flushes. “I know. I’m sorry. I just … I’ve been hearing takeover for so long now.” She straightens her shoulders and lifts her chin. He doesn’t intimidate her even a little, and I love that about her. “So, is the merger almost complete?”

“Soon.” He types something on his keyboard. “Just a few more wrinkles to iron out.”

“And everyone will keep their jobs, right?”

A muscle twitches in his jaw. “Everyone who wants to.”

She frowns. “What does that mean?”

He really looks at her for the first time since she walked in. The scowl on his face softens. “It means exactly what I said. If people want to remain employed by us, they will. If they want to leave, they’re free to do so.”

“And Jensen Michaels?” West bristles at the name. “What will happen to him?”

“Why do you care?” he asks, his jaw tight.

She holds his gaze. “I’m just curious.”

“He doesn’t want to stay on, but he’ll receive a considerable severance package,” I tell her.

She leans against me, seemingly satisfied with that response. I brush back her hair and trail my lips over her neck. “Tell me how your article is coming along.”

She wiggles in my lap. “Really well. Julian said he’s going to publish it in next month’s issue.”

I slide my hand between her thighs. “He is, huh?”

She shifts her hips. “Please tell me none of you had anything to do with that.”

I tug her panties aside and brush my fingertip over her clit. “Not a thing, shorty. We wouldn’t do that to you.”

“West?” She says his name on a moan.

“It has nothing to do with us, Lily,” he confirms, proving that he’s not as engrossed in his work as he seems.

“Good.”

I circle her clit, and she wraps one arm around my neck, arching her back and rocking into my hand. “You gonna tell us what it’s about yet?”

She shakes her head. “You can read it along with everyone else.”

“Aw, Lily. We’re not like everyone else though, are we?” I sink one finger inside her, and she moans.

West snarls. “My meeting is about to start.”

“Good. I’m gonna fuck our girl while you fuck with the board.”