Asher's POV

I didn’t move for a long time after she left. My pants were still open, cock still heavy, still half-hard and wet from her mouth. I sat back in my chair, fingers steepled under my chin, eyes locked on the door she had walked out from.

What the fuck am I doing? This wasn’t the plan. She was supposed to stay professional and I was supposed to keep my distance. From the moment she entered my office this morning, I should have pulled back. Probably sent her to my other branch. ...