Clayton Brodie stared out his office window. People were hurrying along the sidewalks, and cars and taxis fought for position on the streets.
Have I made the right decision? I’ve lived in this busy world for many years and left the cowboy part of me behind. Perhaps seeing all my siblings married produced a temporary illusion for me to return home, build a house, and settle down. It’s too late to be worrying about the changes I’ve started. The house is done, all but the furnishings.
Clay rubbed his hands over his face. Today, his secretary’s sister started to work. She was going to fill in for Sondra, who’d been with him eight years. He was used to her and hated changes in his office. But if Sondra stayed any longer she might have the baby right here. That wasn’t a pleasant thought. He hoped Sondra’s sister was as good a secretary. A knock interrupted his moody thoughts.
“Come in.” Clay walked from the windows to the front of his desk. Sondra walked in first, looking ready to have the baby any moment. Another woman followed behind.
“Clay, I’d like to introduce you to my sister, Suzette Nyland. We call her Susie. Susie, this is Clayton Brodie. After eight years, he allows me to call him Clay.” Her eyes sparkled with mischief.
Clay stepped forward and shook Suzette’s hand. She was shorter than her sister by about two inches. Sondra was a blonde, her sister had midnight-black hair worn in a bun and large glasses-covered violet eyes. The softness of her skin surprised him. He let go, realizing he’d held her hand longer than necessary.
“Susie is new in town. After this temporary job with you, she’ll have a reference to help her find a permanent position,” Sondra said. “I still have difficulty believing you’re going to live in Montana.”
“It’s where I grew up. All my family settled in the same small town. But I’ll be back every two weeks or so. Once you get back from maternity leave, I’ll expect you to keep me updated. In the meantime, your sister can help me with my move to an office in Frontier City.” He studied Suzette and raised his eyebrow. “Let’s hope she’s as good as you.”
“She was the bank president’s personal secretary in our hometown in New Mexico.”
“We’ll see how it goes. It’s ten. I have a business lunch at noon. We’d better get started. Suzette, can you take dictation?”
“Good. Join me when you’re ready to start.”
* * * *
Susie Nyland followed Sondra to her desk. Her heart was thumping a mile a minute. Clayton Brodie was exactly as her sister had warned her, handsome, aloof, and a taskmaster. But Sondra had added that once he knew and trusted you, his demeanor changed.
“What did you think?” Sondra asked.
“He’s gorgeous. His blue eyes are mesmerizing, but he also fits the rest of your description.”
Sondra handed her a pencil and stenographer pad. “He doesn’t like to use a recorder unless absolutely necessary. He’ll pace the floor as he dictates to you. Go on in before he gets impatient. Wait. Pour him a cup of the coffee I made earlier.”
Taking a deep breath, Susie filled a large mug and knocked on his door. When she heard his voice, she went right in and almost knocked him down. The coffee splashed across his suit coat.
“I said I’d get the door. Didn’t you hear me?” he asked as he jerked off his jacket and threw it down.
“I’m sorry. Did you get burned?”
“No. But have my suit coat taken to the cleaners immediately. I need it back by noon.” He bent down to pick up his coat at the same time Susie reached for it, and they bumped heads.
He straightened and hollered for Sondra. “Have this cleaned,” he said when she came running. “You didn’t warn me your sister was a danger to anyone in her vicinity.” He strode out and over to the coffeepot and poured himself a new cup.
Sondra pulled a stunned Susie out of the room. “Are you all right?” she whispered.
“I made a terrible first impression.” Susie rubbed the spot where their heads had connected. “Besides the coat, we bumped heads.”
“Here, take a deep breath, and go in and show how smart you are,” Sondra said.
He sat at his desk, sipping his coffee. When she entered and shut the door, he gave her a wary look.
“Don’t come close. Sit in the chair on the right.” He motioned to one of the matching gray chairs in front of his desk.
Susie was grateful to sink into the soft leather chair. Her legs were weak. “I’m ready, sir.”
“Hmmm, I usually like to walk around the room as I dictate. You won’t put out a foot and trip me, will you?”
Especially since I can visualize Suzette and I in the shower with her body wrapped around mine. I’ve watched her expression since we came in the house. She liked it. And I’ve noticed her body responds to me as much as mine does to hers. I have to remember I’m enjoying her company. There’s no place in my life for a wife.
“Are you ready to go get the horses and see the property?” His husky voice had her looking up at him. “Afterward there’s another kind of ride I’d like to share with you,” Clay said. He enjoyed seeing the rush of pink color to her face and her purplish-blue eyes.
“I’m looking forward to both rides.” Her sensuous tone sent heat rushing through him and his cock hardened. He slowly walked toward her.
“We may have time for only one.” This close her sweet scent went right to his head. “I vote you ride me.”
“Ah, I suspected you’d rather not get sweaty and dirty.”
Her voice had a teasing lilt to it. Clay unbuttoned the top of her blouse. “We’ll get sweaty, I promise. Then we can try out my new shower.”
He carried her back into the bedroom and set her feet on the plush carpet. “I’ve been waiting all day to see what you were wearing under these clothes.” He had her blouse off in a few seconds and her boots and jeans quickly followed.
She wore a light-pink lacy bra and bikini panties. He stood back, admiring her curves. “I never expected you’d be the fancy lingerie type.”
“Why not? I’m not sure whether to be insulted or pleased.”
“In the office you dressed rather plainly. I got my first surprise when I picked you up on our date, between your outfit and no glasses, I saw you in a different light. And also your kiss earlier that day had contributed to my altered opinion.” He removed her glasses. “Why didn’t you wear your contacts yesterday or today?”
“I knew we’d be gone a long time today. I’m not up to wearing them for more than four hours yet. That’s why I didn’t wear them on the plane.”
“I love looking into your gorgeous eyes.” He kissed her on the corner of each eyelid. Clay cupped her face in his hands and his lips brushed across her cheeks, and along the sides of her face and jaw. “You have incredible skin,” he whispered before he captured her mouth with his. He licked the line between her lips and her mouth opened. His tongue leisurely explored the interior, tasting, and then his tongue raked along the underside of hers.
She wrapped her arms around his neck and he lifted her legs. Her crotch rubbed against the bulge in his jeans.
He pushed her back to the wall and ravished her mouth while she rubbed her pussy area hard over his cock.
When he came up for breath, her dazzling smile warmed him through and through. “I need to get out of my clothes.” He sat her feet on the floor. “Don’t move.”
Susie watched as he tore off his shirt and yanked his boots and pants off. He reached in his jeans pocket and got out a condom package. Clay opened it and handed the condom to her. “Roll it on me.”
She rubbed her finger across the glistening tip and tasted his essence. Then she slid the condom over the crown and down. When she glanced at him, he kissed her and reached behind to unfasten her bra.
“I like lacy underwear on you for a few minutes. But then I want to take it off.” After he removed her panties, he lifted her onto the bed.
He had a voracious desire to be entangled with her. She spread her arms wide and when he laid on her, she wrapped her legs around his hips.
“Not so fast, my darlin’. I want to explore your body.” He bowed his head toward her.
* * * *
The soft expression on his face touched a spot deep inside her. Then his breath blew across her neck, and she shivered with delight.
Her pussy gushed with her juices and coated her lower lips. She wanted him to touch her more intimately. As though he read her mind, he put a finger inside her pussy opening while he continued to kiss her neck. When he added two fingers and brushed across her G-spot, she arched her back and moaned.
“I need you inside me, Clay.”
“In time. You’re like a delectable feast and I’m starting with the hors d’oeuvres.”
He progressed downward to her breasts where he cupped one in each hand. Clay brushed his mouth across each nipple and watched as they tightened.
Susie slipped her hands past him. Then she rubbed his nipples and along his six-pack. She heard the catch in his breath. He raised his head and looked at her. His eyes brimmed with desire and some undefinable emotion.
“It’s not fair for you to have all the fun.” Susie’s voice sounded raspy. “I want to touch you more.”
Clay rolled on his back. “Enjoy yourself, darlin’.”
She straddled his hips and stared at his tanned, well-muscled chest. Her fingers tweaked his nipples and his eyes smoldered with a spark of fire glowing deep inside. His breathing quickened.
Susie bent over him where her nipples brushed the hair on his chest. Her lips kissed where his shoulder and neck met. His pulse pounded against her mouth. Gradually, she moved upward and scraped her teeth over his hard jaw. Touching him was like an aphrodisiac. Her desire swirled in her veins.
“I believe you’re making a wanton woman of me,” she purred in his ear and raked her teeth across his earlobe.
Chuckling, Clay rolled and had her under him. “Wanton, what an old-fashioned word for lusty, sensual, mischievous.”