Fervent Desires

Chapter 22 - Office Antics

It had been three weeks since we first started working with the FBI. The company was hell bent on recovering the money or at the very least apprehend the perpetrators involved, and I was to be the main liaison between us and the authorities. I sat in the conference room pouring over various files with Agent Hodgens. It was around 2:00 PM and we had already been there for five hours. My eyes grew cloudy from all the paperwork and I was beginning to get weary.

“Wow don't we make the perfect pair?” she exclaimed, closing the file she had been going through and placing it on an already large stack.

I looked up and smiled weakly at her.

“I wonder if we would be good at other things as well?” she asked, licking her lips and making a show of uncrossing and re-crossing her legs. She paused long enough for me to see the tuft of dark hair nestled between them. “What do you think?” she continued.

Smiling suggestively she reached across the desk and placed her hand on mine. I smiled as I cautiously pulled my hand away. Don’t get me wrong I use to be the biggest flirt in the world, surpassed only by Vaughn; but ever since I met Erica it was like I couldn’t stomach the thought of being with another woman.

“Do you need anything else?” I asked, clearing my throat.

“For the case? No that will be all; but if I do I’ll be sure to let you know,” she responded provocatively.

“Well in that case I’ll be in my office,” I said as I stood and quickly exited the conference room.

I was headed down the hall at bird speed, when I bumped into Erica who was leaving the copying room.

“Are you ok?” she asked, no doubt assessing the shock on my face.

“I think Agent Hodgens just tried to come on to me,” I whispered.

“What?” her eyes were wide. “What makes you think that?”

“Well for starters she’s been making suggestive remarks all morning, and when she sat across from me she opened her legs-,”

“That’s preposterous,” she cut me off. “You’re reading too much into this.”

“You didn’t let me finish,” I continued. “She wasn't wearing any underwear.”

Erica’s eyes grew wider, if that was even possible. “That b***h! Tell me everything,” she demanded.

“Not here,” I looked around to see if anyone was paying attention to us, before ushering her to the elevator.

Once we were on the executive floor, I hurried over to my office with Erica following closely behind me. I opened the door and motioned for her to enter ahead on me. I entered then quickly shut the door behind me, resting against it as if we had just escaped being chased by a pack of wild dogs.

“So tell me what happened?” She asked sitting on my desk.

“We were in the conference room working on the case and she came on to me,” I made my way across the room and sat in front of Erica.

“And when she opened her legs was it like this?” she asked, opening her legs wide in front of me.

I could see the pink of her lace underwear peek out from between her thighs. I slid the chair forward, coming to rest directly between her legs, inhaling her scent deeply.

“Yes baby exactly like that,” I cooed. She was enjoying this and I was never one to spoil the fun.

“Do you want to taste it?” she asked, no longer interested in interrogating me.

“Yes,” I whispered hoarsely

“Beg!” she commanded.

“Please baby let me taste it,” I followed her instruction, totally under her control.

“You may,” she instructed

I leaned forward and tentatively touched my tongue to her, through the lace of her panties.

“Enough,” her voice was stern. “So you like FBI agents do you? It seems I need to put a tighter leash on you. You’ve been a bad girl and you need to be taught a lesson.”

I don’t know what had gotten into her but I liked it. She sat superior, towering over me, her legs spread eagle, and her hands on both knees. A smiled curled my lips as I thought about the transformation she had made from the shy little intern to this sexy goddess before me. Erica leaned forward her face close to mine. She opened her mouth to speak; but before she could, there was a knock at the door.

She quickly scurried off the desk and hid beneath it. No one had seen her come in, Anna was out for the day and there was no need for Erica to be in my office at that hour of the day.

“Come in,” my voice was still hoarse and I cleared my throat as Vincent walked through the door.

“I just stopped by the conference room downstairs, heard you left in quite the hurry,” he said.

“Ah yeah. I had some things I needed to take care of in here,” I responded.

“More important that recovering our thirty million?” he quirked a brow.

“I have some accounts to sign off on before three so-,”

“And here I was thinking that you’d be thrilled to work with Agent Hogens,” he cut me off. “She’s a hot little number isn’t she?”

“She is kinda hot,” I admitted slowly.

I winced as Erica bit my thigh under the desk.

“Is something wrong?” asked Vincent, raising a brow.

“No, just a stomach ache,” I said, rubbing my stomach.

“Is there something that you need to tell me?” he asked, advancing further into the room.

I shook my head. He looked at me quizzically, not quite convinced. He clearly thought I was hiding something.

“Female problems,” I added so he wouldn’t press the issue.

He nodded understandingly and made his way out of the office, closing the door behind him.

“You bit me,” I shrieked looking down at Erica.

“You deserved it,” she hissed crawling from underneath the desk and straightening her dress.

“Are you jealous?” I asked a smile tugging at the corners of my mouth.

“No,” she folded her arms across her chest, her chin jutting out defensively.

“Oh honey,” I stood grabbing both her arms with mine. “I only have eyes for you,” I said kissing her softly on her lips.

“You better,” she snorted, twirling out of my embrace and heading for the door.

This time I couldn’t stop the smile that spread across my face.

“Oh and by the way Taylor,” she paused her hand on the knob. “You have my lipstick all over your face,” she grinned before whirling out the door.