Surrender to Temptation Part III: Tempted to Obey Read Online Free PDF Page A

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    “You wanted this, Devon.” With his free hand Zach reached around me to cup my throat, squeezing gently. The gesture reminded me of our night together a week earlier.
    I had to trust him, and he me, or this was over before it had even begun.
    “Will you help me with my skirt?” I felt excitement whip through his frame, which was pressed so tightly against me. His erection dug into the flesh of my lower back as I bent forward, and I thrilled to the knowledge that I had such an effect on him.
    Lowering both of his hands to my hips, he squeezed the flesh there once before gathering the fabric of my A-line skirt in his fingers, lifting my skirt bit by bit.
    When I could feel the cool air of the room kiss the skin of my upper thighs, I hooked my fingers in the lace strips that ran over each of my hips. I tugged at the scrap of fabric until it fell to the floor, skimming my legs on the way down.
    “Step out.” I did as he said, my knees trembling. “Now pick them up.” He pulled my ass into his pelvis and urged me to bend at the waist. I felt the rigid length of his erection pressing into the heat of my center as I bent and caught the small garment in trembling fingers. I pushed back against him, a sudden wild image of him opening his fly and shoving his cock into my naked heat then and there burning its imprint into my mind.
    I felt every inch of his hard flesh as I stood back up.
    “Give them to me.” I forced myself to look up, to look into his eyes as he took them from me. They were composed entirely of bits of black lace, and were part of the outfit that had been provided for me at his house a week ago.
    They were a far cry from the simple, tasteful cotton that I usually wore. The flicker in his eyes told me he knew that, knew that these were the ones he had given me.
    Cupping my jaw in one large hand, he traced a finger over the planes of my face. My mouth was swollen with need.
    “Does it excite you, knowing that someone could walk in on us at any minute?” His words caused a tremor to run through me. I licked my tongue over my parched lips. It sounded so dirty, so very unlike something that I would like, but I couldn’t deny it.
    “Everything about you excites me.” My voice was soft. Pleasure painted Zach’s features at my words, just for a moment, before his habitual control returned.
    Releasing me, he stepped back, putting a definite amount of space between us. Lifting my panties to his face, he held them to his nose and inhaled, looking as though he were sampling the bouquet of a fine wine.
    I gaped with shock. Had he really just sniffed my underwear? My eyes widened as he went one step further, tucking the bits of lace into the pocket of his pants. They were so small that it didn’t look as though there was anything there.
    “Go back to work, Devon.” Before I could do anything rash, like throw myself at him, he pressed the buttons on the remote and unfrosted the windows to the conference room. Nervously I ran a hand over my disheveled ponytail, then fussed with my clothes before forcing my hands into fists that fell still at my side. Perspiration slicked my skin, clinging at the long wisps of my bangs.
    Without having to look, I knew that the eyes of everyone outside the room had swung toward us, on display as we were. I suspected that most people in the cavernous accounting office beyond were watching, too.
    I hadn’t been employed there for very long, but I had already come to understand that the employees of Phyrefly Aviation regarded anything to do with their enigmatic CEO with fascination.
    We hadn’t been alone in there long enough for anything untoward to have happened. But I knew, and Zach knew, that my underpants were now in his pocket. And I knew that I had turned him on.
    “I want those back.” Pasting a smile on my face, I narrowed my eyes to let him know I was serious. “They were a gift.”
    Finally,
finally
, that smile of his that I loved so much made an appearance. He