Hello Lovely

[Lovely]

March 17, 2005
Coalition HQ
Milo's Office

Jaime made her way down the hall, bored and looking for something to do. The only thing about hanging around daddy's office is it got sooo boring for her. Dad still wasn't keen on her going out in the field, so she trained and refined her skills for hours a day....BORING! Jaime sighed and wandered into his office.

He was at Milo's desk going through the file he'd been given. He was working as a consultant on a project with robotics and computers, fresh from school and ready and willing to please the big boss. She startled him when she burst in, but he recovered quickly. She got his attention off the bat with her wild eyes looking for trouble. "Hello, lovely."

She stopped and pouted slightly, eyeing him up and down. Her head tilted to the side. "Hello yourself." She licked her lips. "What are you doing in here?" She arched a brow, coming around the desk and nearly reaching between his legs to open the center drawer. Taking out some paper she leaned across the desk for a pen.

"Um.. well then, lovely... I could move if I'm in your way.. not that I mind. In here as instructed. Mr. Strickland gave me a stack of files to rummage until he returns."

"Work work work...that's all he thinks about." She sighed and sat herself down right on his lap. Her long legs crossed, pushing her short skirt farther up her thighs. Writing something quickly across the paper and folding it, she shifted in his lap and leaned back to open the drawer again and get an envelope.

"Don't mind me. I'll just stay here out of the way. Might I help you with anything?" He had a slight english accent that made his rich tenor more provocative, adding a certain sing-songy quality to his words.

Jaime rolled her eyes. "Sorry... I didn't realize you'd feel so threatened by a girl in your lap.." She chuckled. "Are you gay?" She was just screwing with him.

"Threatened? Hardly... just didn't think you realized I was here. And no.. no I'm not."

"Well that's good on both counts." She shifted turning a bit to look at him. "I knew you were there." She still didn't move from his lap... testing his buttons to see how he reacted to things. She slipped her note into the envelope and set it on the desk, propped by a picture of her mother. She chuckled, noting no pictures of herself on the desk.

Her hair tickled his nose and smelled of exotic spices and vanilla, pulling his attention more to her. She shifted in his lap against the obvious reaction the rest of him was having to her presence on his lap.

She shifted, making sure she moved against him nicely. Reaching for the file on her father's desk. "Do you know how much longer, before he gets back?" She flipped open the file and started looking it over. One thing about being Milo's daughter, she was well trained and intelligent, surpassing most girls her age.

His swelled to her rubbing attention, aching to meet her up close and personal. "Another hour or so," he sighed and grinned, taking the folder from her and folding it shut, not aware what she was and wasn't allowed to view.

She could feel him under her as she sat, undaunted in his lap. Jaime reached to take the folder back, giving him a slight smirking smile. "An hour...maybe more... what am I going to do to keep myself entertained for that long?" Her eyes moved over him, she would do him... if she could. Maybe she could... he obviously was physically wanting and willing.

"Patrick... if you want to get formal. Hoping not," he teasd lightly

[Lovely]

She let her tongue slide slowly over her lips. "Patrick, huh? You think this Patrick would let me do him for an hour?" She winked.

"Pardon?"he blinked. Did he hear her right? A nearly robotic response of 'yeah' scrambled to his lips, but he grasped hold before the word fell. "This Patrick should probably behave and ask.. why are you worried about the boss returning ... and how old you are."

Jaime shook her head. "No...I don't think he should behave.... behaving is not that much fun." She pouted her lips, shifting again and letting one leg curl up on his lap a bit, he'd be able to glance at the tiny slip of lace she wore, as she moved. "And I'm not worried about the boss returning... just wondering how long he'll be." Her fingers drew lazy circles just abover her knee, calling attention to her legs and the shortness of the skirt. She sent out the tiniest bit of a tug to him, enhancing and increasing his want. Because he did want, that was obvious by the reaction he had.

She was a beautiful creature and she had his number upwards, downwards and sideways. He found her inviting him closer with the teasing bits of lace and subtle hand movements. He felt an urge to... and did kiss her deeply, suddenly, shushing her concerns about the returning boss in slow and exploring kisses.

Jaime returned his kisses and shifted in his lap to slip her hand to his neck. Her lips parted to let him explore as he wanted, and she wanted him to. There was something about this one that said he was different. The game suddenly changed... a whole new level... higher stakes... better rewards.

Something in her kiss tasted deeply of a savory treachery and he smiled. She was toying with him and he wasn't about to argue. She tugged on him and he felt the sudden nauseating drop in control like a roller coaster hitting the first hill. He smiled beneath her kisses, lapping at her tongue and returning that favor, giving a not-so-subtle yank. "Two can play, lovely."

She felt it, like being light headed a moment. Her lips curved into a wicked smile as she pulled away from him. "It's more fun when two can play.." She eased onto Milo's desk, sitting facing Tripp. Her legs, slightly parted and skirt pushed up a bit, giving him another glimpse of 'treats' covered in scraps of lace. She tugged him again, encouraging hands and more kisses. "Seems the 'rules' just changed.... what do you want to play for?" She smirked a semi-dangerous sparkle in her eyes.

A dark grin washed over his lips as he ran his tongue along, pulling her lingering flavor from the edges. His eyebrow raised slightly at the offerings and his gaze appeared distant, a smokey haze wafting behind his eyes. "I tend to play for keeps... when I don't break my toys."

Her eyebrow lifted. "Well that's a new one for me.... never had a toy worth keeping..." She smiled ever so slightly. "I don't break. I do the breaking." Her tongue ran over her lips and she leaned toward him a little. Her dark eyes looking intently into his, she gave him a yank... to come for her.

The grin floated on his lips as his eyes closed, a gentle ecstacy as she reached in and pulled the cords in his mind, pulling him to her. His eyes popped open with a fire alight and driving him to reach for her. He knew it was her doing, but let himself be taken into her spell, enjoying her grip on his leash. His head lowered, but his gaze stayed on hers. "You do, do you? Try me," me said, accepting of her challenge and sliding forth, his hand on her thighs inching to shift her lace aside.

She chuckled softly. "Hmmm are you sure you want me to?" Her fingers slid into his hair and she leaned in to lick at his lips and nibble. Jaime leaned back, letting her legs caress him lightly. "You want me right here on Milo's desk....." She told him, as she tugged him.

He nodded, "Yes.. yes I do... regardless of whose desk it is..." His hands ran along her thighs, pushing her knees outward to get a better view. "...lovely."