Object Me: A Bad Boy Lawyer Romance

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Author: Roxy Sinclaire
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sexy as hell and my blood rushed at the thought of what those perfect heart shaped lips could do to me while she was in that position. I could tell that there was a hellcat lurking behind that seemingly sweet demeanor.
    “Don’t let it happen again.” I grunted, more aroused than angry.
    Incompetence had never been endearing, but this clumsy unsure associate intrigued me. She was a little thicker than the women I had dated in the past. Whereas Sophia was mostly lines and angles with a rocking pair of expensive breast enhancements, New Girl was full, soft, and curvy.
    “Sorry.” she mumbled and stood with her head tilted toward the ground. Her neat, bun swept hair had loosened and unraveled. This made her look like a naughty school teacher, and dammit I wanted detention with her body.
    “You should be sorry.” Sophia quipped and stepped next to me. “If you send her away now, you can still get your present.” she whispered in my ear and suckled my earlobe. She had wanted to entice me, but her small, whiny voice only served to deflate the rush that New Girl had encouraged.
    “Do you want me to leave?” New Girl asked, fidgeting with the bottom of her fitted jacket.
    “Yes. Yes, you should leave now.” Sophia answered for me quicker than I had ever seen her respond to anything.
    “Sure.” New Girl made a move to leave, her arms folded despondently across her full chest and her head hung low. “Sorry, again.”
    It had been nice to see New Girl enter a room, but it was even better to watch her walk away. She had a nice rounded ass that looked tasty. Mouths had always been my vice, but seeing her ass made me want to reconsider.
    “New Girl, you stay. I’ll speak with you later, Sophie.” I commanded. Sophia had wanted too much.
    The gasp of shock that escaped Sophia’s mouth could have been audible throughout the building, but she quickly fixed her surprised expression to one of nonchalance.
    “I have a few things to tend to anyway Pookie Pie.” she said with a shimmy, as though she were shaking off my snub. “I’ll see you tonight.” Sophia added, palming my dick for good measure.
    "If I have time.” I nodded toward the door, unmoved by her performance. “My work comes first.”
    Sophia exited in a huff. New Girl looked like she wanted to disappear into the wall.
    A smile itched at the corners of my mouth. It was amusing to see her squirm, to see her discomfort.
    “What did you need to meet with me about?” she twisted her leg inward, standing as though she were a child.
    Even this turned me on. New Girl had switched from naughty teacher to naughty college student that needed to earn a good grade.
    “What is your name?” When I moved closer to her, she stepped back.
    I had originally planned to fire the girl, who had been a shoeless , ragged mess this morning at the elevator. She had been a sweaty, disheveled mess with a clearly phony smile. But now, in my office, things had changed, and I wanted to keep her around. Not for the brain in her head, but for the head of my dick. Every time she moved those fuckable lips of hers, I wanted to push her to her knees and push my cock between them.
    “My name is Yvette.” she finally said something with confidence. Her back straightened as she provided her full name. “Yvette Freeman.”
    I moved closer to her again, and she again stepped back, closer to the wall.
    “Did you get my coffee this morning, Yvette?”
    “Yes. I did. This morning and the rest of the day.” she added. “I wrote down exactly what James told me.”
    She stepped back as I stepped forward and hit the wall with a soft thud.
    “You wrote it down with those hands, huh?” I questioned playfully.
    “Yes.” she replied and I noticed a slight tremble move through her arm to her fingers.
    I took her trembling hand by the wrist and placed it against my cock.
    “Funny. Your hand doesn’t seem broken.” It was warm and soft, declawed. “You didn’t get my order right once the entire

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