He never thought he'd like working at Argeneau Enterprises, but Lyon had to admit that it was actually pretty cool. Being a member of the founding family certainly helped. He'd been able to skip the whole "start at the bottom" thing and had even been given his very own Personal Assist. A really hot personal assistant. One with beautiful blonde
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"Isn't that way it always is? Whatever you want is always just out of reach." Oblivious to the irony of his words, Lyon's voice trailed off as he watched Misa climb the ladder, his eyes glued to her sweet little backside the entire time. When she reached the top he had a clear view of what was under her short little skirt, and the sight of her sexy red panties had him fighting back a groan.
"Be careful Misa," He said as he moved to stand beneath her, "I'd hate for you to fall and hurt yourself over paperclips. Here, let me help you." Lyon reached out a hand to steady her, aiming for her lower back. It ended up on her bottom instead. Under her skirt of course.
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"Of course not, but I still would have. That's considerate of you, though, thank you."
It was hard for Misa to be this close to him as well. Especially when he made comments like that - he was out of reach, wasn't he? Maybe he sensed she wanted him and was trying to let her down gently without upsetting her.
Sighing softly, Misa registered his response and nodded.
"I'll be alright, thank you- OH-!"
That's when she felt his hand against her behind. Not just against it, but under her skirt, against her panties! Startled, Misa froze, her eyes going wide, then she turns her face to look down at him with a slightly confused expression. Was he coming on to her? Maybe it was an accident. But, how could that be an accident? Then again, it was a short skirt but, still, she couldn't be sure.
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"Sorry Misa," Lyon murmured, "I didn't mean to grab your ass like that. I just didn't want you to fall and hurt yourself. Climbing a ladder in sexy heels can be dangerous." He looked a little chagrined when he realized what he'd said, but Lyon made no attempt to retract his comments. He figured there were harmless enough, even if they did hint at the depths of his desire for his alluring assistant.
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When Lyon removed his hand and placed it on her back, the heat felt like fire. Misa's breath was already coming a bit shorter now, though she tried to hide that.
"I-it's okay, Mr. Lyon, it was an accident..."
But...he thought her heels were sexy?
"I'm coming down now..."
Slowly, Misa came down the ladder. In the moment, she'd simply brought down the entire package of paper clips, still barely opened. It was long and she had to hold it above her head and in the cramped room, they would be standing very close to each other - close enough that her ample breasts would likely graze against his chest as they moved.
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When Misa reached the ground he suddenly had a whole new set of problems to worry about. The first and foremost being that her voluptuous breasts were a hairsbreadth away from rubbing against his chest. The second being that the proximity of said breasts was getting him hard. If Misa got any closer to him or he got any harder there would be no hiding it.
"Thanks Misa. We don't need the whole box though. Here..." Lyon reached up to retrieve a package of staples, doing his best not to press his body against Misa's in the process and failing miserably. Her breasts quickly ended up resting snugly against his chest, which had the expected effect of strengthening his erection until rested snugly against her abdomen in return. Lyon couldn't help but look at Misa then, his blue and sliver eyes dark with desire as they gazed into hers.
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Eyes flying wide, she peers up at him, noting his expression - that certainly didn't look like the expression of someone who found all these things as coincidental, to be tossed aside. It would be dangerous to do this, but Misa found herself already moving.
Not care that they were brushing up against each other, Misa practically tossed the large box onto a shelf. Then, she pressed herself against his front, reaching behind his back to look the door. The clicking of the tumblers in place sounded much louder in the room than normal.
Then she just stood there, lips incredibly close to his bit not quite touching yet. Staring up at him, she waited, as if daring him to close that gap.
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His lips slowly curled up into a devilish smile as Misa pressed herself up against him, her mouth hovering tantalizingly close to his. Having her voluptuous frame glued to his ensured that he stayed nice and hard, and his cock twitched beneath his trousers as he threaded his fingers through Misa's hair. "I want you," he breathed, the silver in his eye starting to swirl as he leaned in a little closer. "I've wanted you ever since you first walked into my office." Lyon paused for the space of several heartbeats before willingly crossing a line he knew he shouldn't, pulling Misa's mouth to his and capturing her lips in a hot, needy kiss.
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Eagerly, Misa responded to the kiss, hands sliding up his chest, over his shoulders, neck and into his hair. Hands gripping tightly to those locks she mewled softly, breaking away for just a moment.
"Good, because I've felt the same way, and I'm not leaving this closet until you've fucked me so hard I don't know what's what."
Laughing quietly, Misa pushes his head the small distance to her lips and meets him halfway. Opening her mouth eagerly to deepen the kiss, she gives mewls softly at the contact and tugs lightly on his hair.
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"My pleasure," Lyon growled, then nipped playfully at Misa's bottom lip as she kissed him just as passionately as he'd kissed her. His hands left the soft confines of her hair and slid down her sides, tracing her curves with relish, until he eventually reached the hem of her skirt. Lyon then tugged it impatiently up her thighs, not stopping until it rested on her hips and left her lacy red panties exposed. With that accomplished Lyon cupped Misa's bottom through her panties and treated it to several firm squeezes.
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Pulling back, she turned against and braces her hands against the racks, bending over slightly as she looked back at him. Panting softly, she wiggled her behind just a bit.
"Like this..."
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Lyon opened his mouth to respond to her request, but all that came out was a sound of raw, masculine need. He moved forward and placed his hands on Misa's back, pushing her down lower and raising her bottom higher into the air. He nudged her legs apart with his knees to expose her sex, and the sight of her intimate flesh covered by no more than the the wet lace of her panties made him growl once more. In too much of a hurry to take them off her Lyon simply tugged them aside, took a moment to position his cock at the entrance to her core, then pushed himself inside Misa just as far as he could.
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"Fuck, Mr. Lyon-!"
Misa could tell already that it was going to be a bit of a challenge to stay quiet, but she was definitely up to the task.
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"I love it when you call me that," Lyon ground out between clenched teeth, "It's so goddamn sexy. It drove me nuts hearing that every day and not being able to fuck you." He gave Misa a single hard, fast thrust before falling back into a steady pumping rhythm. "Say it again..."
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"Mr. Lyon! Just like that-! Fuck me just like that!"
It felt so good to have him driving hard and deep within her - she wanted it again, repeatedly. Particularly after hearing that he had wanted to do this to her every day just by the way she addressed him.
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"Ahh-! Mr. Lyon! You have no idea how hard it is to be quiet!"
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