Alex’s muscles rolled as he approached her desk. For two days he and Loren had been parading through her office area, driving her wild with their sexy struts and syrupy drawls. She sat back, dumbstruck as always by his good looks. Her gaze roamed over his biceps barely contained by the cotton of his shirt and down to the coarse hair on his forearms. When she found herself staring at his hands and imagining those callused fingers twisting her nipples, she released a low sigh. “Everything okay?” “Yes. No. I mean, I haven’t placed the order yet. Did you think of something to add?” Every time she went to place the order, one of the guys would come in with something else to add. She crossed her legs, and he tracked the movement. When his gaze ticked up to hers, her breath caught. The look in his eyes tugged an invisible string connected to her pussy. The knot tightened. After forgetting to breathe for several heartbeats, she dragged in a breath.
