Chapter 2
The second her footsteps faded up the stairs, the air in the room thickened, charged with raw, forbidden lust.
Mark stayed seated at the table, his dark eyes locked on me as I grabbed a cloth and started wiping down the surface.
I made a show of it, bending over far more than necessary, my short skirt hiking up to reveal the curve of my ass cheeks, the lacy edge of my thong peeking out like a tease.
I could feel his gaze burning into me, hot and hungry, tracing the lines of my body.
My p***y clenched at the thought, dripping wet now, the fabric of my panties soaked through. "Do you need any help with anything else, Mark?"
I asked sweetly, turning to face him with that fake-innocent smile, my voice dripping with suggestion.
He rose from his chair slowly, his tall frame t
