Yay pointless lime without plot nor purpose? Next couple updates will have some plot, and just remember that not all will have smut. but since I promised this one would....eh. enjoy or not, up to you.


I left the board room, trying my best to smile at our newly found subsidiary. My brother seemed to sense my distress and came up, taking the attention of the old cougar that had been trying to get me to acknowledge her subtle advances all day.

Vesta Rhodes was far too old, and far too manish for me to even consider as a partner. I shivered at the very thought, loosening my tie as I headed for the safety of my office, hearing Kai escorting the woman and her brother out.

I had been so stressed the last several weeks. I had never really noticed how men looked at my assistant.

That was a lie. I had just never acknowledged it as I did now that she belonged to me.

I knew it had been Kai's idea, that my brother had noticed how easily a beautiful woman or two could distract most men long enough for them to read contracts and ignore the fine print. And he had tried Ms. Walker at first, but when Marlin Rhodes hadn't even given the woman a second glance he had sent in Claire.

My Claire.

And when she walked in, a small shy smile on her lips as she began to pass out quarterly reviews, I had to grit my teeth when the man's eyes lingered on her too long for my comfort.

And yet I knew why he had looked. He long shapely legs, slender frame…and just that damn aura of innocence that emanated off her.

Marlin Rhodes held a lot of my traits. He didn't care about physical beauty. But with Claire…she just drew us like moths to a flame.

I sighed at the thought, clenching my hands into fists as I tried to shake the image of him out of my head. There was some satisfaction that when he realized what he was doing he had the decency to flush and look away.

I slipped into my office, seeing the petite blond reaching for a file of some type on the shelves above the filing cabinet. My eyebrows rose as I watched her skirt rise up her lithe body, giving me a peaking glimpse of her upper thighs. My eyes quickly flickered to the clock, and I smirked, shutting the door softly behind me.

I had enough time for a little bit of fun before I had the company board meeting this afternoon to discuss the previous meeting.

I silently crept over to the woman, smirking when her left leg lifted as she tried to stand on tiptoe to reach the file. I grabbed her wrist firmly, my free arm wrapping snuggly around her small waist and pulling her flush against my body. I chuckled some at her surprised gasp and felt her head turn to look up at me.

"I think it might be in the company's best interest if you stopped wearing these little skirts," I murmured huskily into her ear, my hand slipping down from her waist and to the hem of her skirt, fingers teasingly slipping up under it.

"S-stop that. We're at work," she muttered, though the bright flush that came across her face took away from her stern tone. "This isn't the time to fool around," she added quietly, though her face softened as I turned her head more to me.

"Womon…anytime I have a chance to have you is a time to take advantage of," I murmured, releasing her hand and gripping her chin firmly. "I've wanted you for so damn long, and I denied myself. Now I have you...and I plan to take you, every time I get a chance."

The words spoken, I pulled her small blouse from the depths of her skirt, briefly wondering why she tucked the damn thing in. It certainly made me trying to not wrinkle her clothes somewhat more difficult. I rested my chin on top of her head, looking over her to watch my large fingers quickly unbutton the light blue blouse. When I got to the top button I traced it with my index finger before pushing it through the slit, fingers moving upward to graze over her neck.

The sharp breath she took did little to change my mind about what I had planned, and I pushed my hands through the opening of her shirt, not hesitating to slide one of my hands up under the right cup of her bra, feeling the nipple harden at the touch of my cool fingers. I felt my eyes soften as I watched her, seeing her eyes shut tightly and goose bumps cover her flesh. It had to be a mixture between a curse and a blessing to be so damn sensitive to touch, and I arrogantly believed that it was only my touch that had ever had this effect on her. I knew damn well that she was the only one to evoke the effect she had on me, even if I wouldn't dare admit it out loud.

I reached around back of her, unsnapping her bra and letting the strapless garment fall uneeded to the floor. I turned us, backing her up to the desk hands forcing her tiny skirt up her to her waist and fingers tugging at her panties.

I wretched her legs apart, nuzzling her inner thigh when I felt her tense. Her grip on my hair tightened as she tried to jerk my head away from her.

"W-What are you doing?" she asked, her voice high and breathless. I opted on not answering, kissing my way up her thighs to her heat, hands gripping her thighs tightly and pulling her more to the edge of the desk. "Oh…no. Gray…"

"Oh, aye. Most definitely aye." I managed out, though I couldn't recognize my own voice through the husky tone.

"But you shouldn't," she murmured, and I couldn't help but to raise an eyebrow and look up at the woman. Her eyes were dark and half lidded, and her lips were swollen and red from my kisses. A light flush covered her face and neck, and extended down over the swells of her breasts. I smirked some, and nipped playfully on her inner thigh.

"Try to stop me," I challenged, blowing on the wetness in front of me and smirking more when I heard her breath hitch. I licked over her, teasing the small jewel hidden by her folds, my eyes shutting when I heard a muffled moan come from above me.

Over my years I had been with my share of women, my few relationships and my conquest when I was younger, and yet none of them were like this. It always took me a long time to be able to get the woman off, and I always had thought that since I wasn't jumping everything in sight like my younger brother that I just wasn't as skilled. I'd often wondered why it seemed more like a chore.

But being with this woman over the last few weeks had answered the question. Those women just weren't the kind I needed to be pleasing. With Claire, it was a challenge, and at the same time it wasn't. After building up my stamina it was no longer about if I could get her off, but rather how much.

Judging by her louder whimpers and heavy breathing she was damn close, and I continued my relentless assault, flicking my tongue over the sensitive nub repeatedly. I quickly pulled at the slack of my belt, loosening my pants with one hand as I teased her, slowing my pace to keep her just at the edge. I stood, my fingers replacing my tongue as I rubbed over her clockwise. I kissed up the column of her neck, nipping some as she tossed her head back, and I knew from that gesture she was on the verge of her climax. Her hair flying back also gave me a glimpse at the door, and I saw a tan wide eyed face staring at us.

"Oh Goddess," Claire moaned out, falling apart from my fingers, and both mine and my brothers gaze flickered to the woman as she came, and I felt my hard on pulse in response. Her eyes were shut as her body laxed, and she panted in the aftermath. My eyes shot back to the partially cracked door, and I glared at it, making a shooing gesture as I sat down in my own chair.

I saw Claire's head begin to turn towards the door where the peeping Tom was at, and I grabbed her face, pulling her lips to mine for a kiss to distract her and pulling her off the desk and into my lap, ignoring my aching hard on. No way I was going to take her now that I knew the door was unlocked, and I couldn't just go lock it without her wanting to know why I had suddenly realized it.

The phone rang on my desk and I let out a small groan, pulling away from her and reaching for it.

"Don't," Claire pleaded, her tiny hands grasping my face and pulling me into another kiss. I returned it heatedly, but when the phone sounded again I broke from her yet again.

"I have to. Next time…I promise." I muttered, picking up the phone and doing my best to ignore the pouting woman who begrudgingly slid out of my lap. I watched as her hands smoothed her skirt out, and she bent down between me and the desk to get her panties. "H-Hello?"

"Gray, how did the meetin' go? They didnae give you any trouble, did they?" my father's voice boomed from the receiver and I let out a low chuckle, then cut it short by taking in a deep breath at the feeling of Claire's petite hand.

"No, they didnae…didn't" I corrected myself, covering the receiver and glaring down at the woman who had managed to pull my aching length from my boxers. "What are you…" I was interrupted when she took the tip of me in her warm mouth, and I gaped down at her, vaguely aware of my father talking.

"You seem distracted," the old man said teasingly, and I could only nod dumbly in response, clearing my throat and shaking my head, even as my fingers tangled into Claire's soft hair, guiding her along.

"I'm doing some paper work," I muttered lowly, eyes sealing shut. "And I havnae gotten much sleep."

"I see. Well I'll see you after lunch then," he said cheerfully, and I let out a relieved sigh just before the damn phone began to ring again. I let out a low curse and answered it, doing my best to ignore the wet warm cavern that enclosed a good portion of my length.

"Hello?"

"Are you done yet?" Kai's voice asked quietly on the other line, and I scowled at the phone irritably.

"No."

"Goddess sake you aren't…right now?"

"Not exactly," I muttered my head rolling back as I felt an all too familiar heat quickly fill me body. I knew that soon I would be at my limit, and I clenched both the phone and her hair a little tighter. "You didn't see anything, did you?" I asked, my voice low and somewhat angry. I bit the inside of my cheek as I fought back my release, wanting to give the woman fair warning before I did anything that might deter her from doing this again.

"Not exactly," he said in the same tone, a small chuckle on his face. "What I saw was enough to let me know what you were doing, but as far as skin…keeping her partially clothed was a good idea for you. Though I'm probably missing out…"

"You really ought to watch that mouth of yours. It's goin' to cause you trouble," I growled, taking a deep shaking breath. "I'll see you after lunch," I added, hanging up on my brother and dropping the cordless phone to the ground. "Womon I'm about to cum," I warned, hissing when she released me from her mouth and began to stroke me with her tiny hands.

"It's ok," she assured me, taking the tip back in her mouth. It was all I needed to release, shivering as I gripped the armrests of my chair and letting out a low groan as she finished sucking me off. I lay limply in the chair as I felt her moving about, the sound of my zipper being what brought my attention back to the woman.

I watched as she picked up her panties, leaning against my desk as she slid them back up her legs and smiled adoringly at me. I smirked at her, tugging her skirt down and smoothing out some of the wrinkles.

"You're amazing," I murmured as I placed a kiss on her forehead. I stood, adjusting my belt and stretching. I caught sight of her bra and picked it up, handing it to her. She put it on, and I clumsily re-buttoned her shirt.

"You're not so bad yourself," she teased, her eyes shutting from her wide smile. "I'm glad you talked me into it…"

"I don't believe there was much talking involved," I snickered, smirking wide when she flushed brightly at my words.

"Now…I don't want to make a normal thing out of this," she murmured sternly, her eyes flickering to the door. "You didn't even lock the door," she chided, shaking her head as she tucked her blouse back in her skirt. I flushed and shook my head, chuckling at her.

I would just make damn sure to lock the door the next time I got the urge to do such a thing again.