Far from Blind (6 page)

Chapter Seven

A few weeks later, Brad opened the
security app Marcus and Rob had created for Reed & Company. He’d confirmed
Ivy had left the office hours ago. The cameras Marcus and Rob installed
yesterday were perfectly placed. His sweet Candy was still sitting at her desk
pounding away at the keyboard.

Brad
skipped up their front steps and opened the door. “What are you doing in the
office this late?”

“I’m
a little backed up after yesterday.” Candy stood and leaned forward. “I think
I’m still running on adrenaline.”

“Hi,
my sweet.” He kissed her. “It’s after eight o’clock.”

“I
know. I loved every minute of our unexpected day off yesterday.” Her fingers
froze over the keyboard. “You’re still sure your parents liked me?”

“They
adore you.”

She
stood and twirled. “Your mom was so easy to talk to and your dad is a charmer.”
She clasped her hands to her chest. “I had myself convinced this morning I’d
remembered it all wrong.”

“And
my telling you this morning and again this afternoon didn’t convince you?”

“For
a bit, yes. Your dirty texts helped keep me from my paranoia, but then I got
buried in work and I’d start to worry all over again. Before I forget, my mom
got back to me. She is free tomorrow night.”

“Perfect.”
He entered the dinner in his calendar and slid his phone into his pocket.

“I’m
sure you felt the pressure today in the office as well.” She sat back down and
focused on her computer screen. “I’m so behind.”

“I
am too but I granted myself a reward each time I crossed something off my
list.” He took his phone back out and picked his favorite camera angle, the one
camera that only he had access to.

“I
know what you mean.” She spread her legs a little wider. “That last dirty
message reminded me of what you did yesterday afternoon in the car on the way
home.” She scraped her teeth over her bottom lip.

“That
was my plan.” He adjusted his hard cock. “It was hot to know you knew I was
looking at you.”

“You
mean looking at me.” She rolled her hips and he flashed back to yesterday when
she was riding his face.

“I
really need to thank Marcus. He hooked us up.” He locked all the doors, blocked
all the other cameras with a couple taps on the app, and then set down his
phone. “Tell me your pussy was wet all day.” He walked around her desk and
turned her chair.

“All
day, especially when I got the text to stop crossing my legs.”

“Speaking
of text messages, I sent one right before I came up.”

“Oh
shoot.” She tapped the button on her phone. Her left eyebrow rose and her
fingers went to work on her blouse. She slipped the light pink material from
her freckled shoulders. Her luscious breasts spilled over her bra.

“Beautiful.
Now, let me see those nipples.” He stood over her. Exerting authority over her
actions turned him on, but seeing how it turned her on had his control
slipping.

One
at a time, she slipped her breasts out of their coverings. Her bra lifted her
breasts a bit and acted like a little shelf.

He
hooked his finger at her. “Come here.”

She
stood and he took hold of her nipples, pinching and pulling.

She
hissed through her teeth.

“Your
work day is over.” He pinched a little harder.

“Yes,
Sir,” she said then moaned.

“Good,
girl. Bend over your desk and spread those lovely legs for me.”

She
did as he asked, even shook her ass a little. They’d come so far in the last
couple of weeks. They both still had to fight their workaholic nature, but with
an exquisite reason to leave the office, he wasn’t struggling. He stepped up
behind her, reaching around to take hold of her breasts. She arched her sweet
ass and he pressed his length against her.

A
quick pull on her nipples had her moaning again. His cock jumped. He needed to
get inside her. He reached down to the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to her
waist, exposing her.

“The
cameras are off. Right, Sir?”

“They
are.” He cupped her pussy. “I can always change that if you want someone to
watch. Do you want anyone to see how you belong to me?”

“That
sounds hot.” She rocked on his fingers. “Kind of like the stage at the club
Emma and Miles have been trying to talk us into using for our collaring
ceremony.”

“Hot
damn, you’re fucking wet.”

“What
can I say? I like the idea of the club members knowing I belong to you.”

“I
want everyone to know you belong to me.” Lowering his zipper, his dick
appeared, hard and thick. “I can’t wait to get my collar around your neck.” He eased
the head of his cock through her folds.

“Yes,
you feel so good. I want more, Sir, please.” She held still. “Don’t make me
wait, Bradley.”

“Only
my mother has ever called me Bradley.” He pulled her back by her hair and
nipped her neck.

“You
don’t want me to call you Bradley?”

“You
can call me anything you want.” He kissed her fiercely and then forced her
forward over the desk. He grabbed her ass and pressed his hard length to her
warm entrance. “That is, until…”

“Until
I call you Sir.”

“That’s
right.” He pumped into her, taking her ruthlessly. “Don’t forget who you belong
to.”

“I
belong to you, Sir. But I haven’t been completely honest.”

He
stopped thrusting. “Oh really.” He grabbed her ass, spreading her wide. “Should
I get a paddle?”

“No
need. I can’t wait another minute to tell you how I feel.” She pushed back
against him. “I love you, Bradley.”

He
pulled out and turned her around. “Sit on your desk and tell me again.”

Her
breasts bounced as she shimmied her ass in place. “I love you.”

He
removed the little space between them and took her mouth, exploring every inch
she offered to him. Once he’d thrust his dick back inside her warm, wet
comfort, he looked into her eyes. “I love you, Candice.” He focused on her
lovely brown eyes as he thrust in earnest over and over again. “I’ve been so
blind. I should have seen this coming. After all, I’ve been falling for you
since the moment I saw you.”

“We
were both blind, Sir.”

“Well,
not anymore. Far from it and we are going to stay that way.” He grabbed her
nape.

“Yes,
Sir.”

The End

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