He's Bluffing...Or not.

Naomi swallowed, her eyes staring into his with shock and…excitement.

Is he really going to do what he said to her, right here in the office? Where anyone could literally walk on them?

Nomi cleared her throat. “Stop bluffing! You and I both know you can't do that!” She said, her voice shaking.

Damon chuckled and Naomi bit her lower lip! Damn it! Now he knows she's nervous! He is so going to use this to his advantage!

“You think I'm bluffing?” He asked, his voice deep and daring. Her toes tingled and her heart raced with a different type of anticipation

He was so close to her that she could feel the heat of his skin, and the intensity of his eyes could make her melt!

“Prove it.” She muttered, daring him.

He cupped her face and took her lips in his, hungry for every inch of her. Her lips were soft and moist, the perfect shape for teasing and teasing, did he her! The world around them faded into the background, leaving just the two of them in their own world. Every taste, every wrestle for dominance…

As Much as he'd been holding back every urge he felt toward her, he quickly realized she was one to be touched delicately and treated with care.

He took kitten licks off her slightly parted lips, smiling at everything she groaned for more.

She pulled him closer, wrapping one of her legs around his. He locked lips with her again and it felt even different this time. Hell, he could kiss her like this all day!

“What did you say about me bluffing again?” He whispered against her lips as her breath seized momentarily.

Damon had found his way under her skirt, running his finger over her panties. She gasped, staring at him with her eyes wide open.

It felt…overwhelming, overstimulating.

“What are you doing?” She whispered in between gasps.

“Showing you that I'm not bluffing.”

Naomi moaned when his fingers finally slipped through her panties, running circular motions over her clit

“Fuck, you're so wet..” He muttered.

Naomi moaned in response, it felt so good! His warm hands on the most sensitive part of her entire body. She parted her legs shamelessly, letting this man kiss her senselessly and pleasure her with his fingers.

“You're beautiful..every inch of you is…so beautiful.” He muttered against her lips, staring into her eyes.

The same eyes he'd been trying to avoid for the last time.

A knock came on the door, jolting them both back to reality. Naomi jumped off the table, pulling down her skirt, and Damon did himself the honors of sniffing his fingers, a smirk on his face.

“And you smell so good too.” He said, making her blush.

“There's someone at the door. You…you should leave.” Naomi whispered, unable to meet his eyes.

She turns her back to him, trying to take steady breaths again.

Damon heads for the door but pulls to a stop when his hands lean on the door knob.

“For all it's worth, Tita got suspended for abusing her power as Team Lead. Nothing more.”

Naomi glanced over her shoulder but said nothing. He leaves, stepping aside for Didi to walk in.

Didi bowed her head in greeting, surprised that Damon was even in Naomi's office, to begin with.

She walks into the office and shuts the door behind her. She glances at Naomi in concern as her team leader looks very flustered.

“Is everything okay, Miss Naomi? Did he scold you? Did he say anything about us reporting to him directly,”

Naomi cleared her throat and turned to Didi with a smile plastered on her face. “Everything is fine. It's nothing! You don't have to worry about it. Where is everyone?”

“Yeah..we all left for lunch. I was going to call you to join us but you didn't respond to my text or calls.”

Naomi glanced down at her phone to see it was right there on her desk, next to her!

“Oh. So. Uhm. I was uhm discussing with Mr Damon and I couldn't respond to your calls. I'm sorry. Shall we?”

Didi nodded. Naomi grabs her phone and heads out of the office with Didi right behind her.

“Are you sure everything is okay? I know you're our team lead but you'll have to inform us if Mr Damon had a change of mine or something..” Didi said, eyes full of concern.

“It's nothing. I assure you. He will be giving us the chance to prove ourselves. Don't worry okay?” Naomi smiled.

Minutes later, they were approaching the parking lot, where Damon pulled the car door open for Amanda before walking around the car to settle in the driver's seat.

Naomi watched in silence until he made eye contact with her. It lasted for seconds, and unspoken words transpired between them. Her eyes went to Amanda who had a smirk on her face.

“Miss Naomi? Are you okay?” Didi called.

“Yes. Let's go.” Naomi and Didi walked right past the car, heading straight for the cafeteria where the rest of her teammates were waiting for her.

The nerve of him! One minute, he was pleasuring her in her office, and the next, he was in a car with her most hated cousin, driving off to God knows where!

The car drove right past them but she didn't spare either of them a glance.

She was dumb to think anything that happened in her office meant anything! It's all a game to Damon, constantly wanting to prove her wrong.

Naomi pulled out her phone and typed a long paragraph to Soonie. If there's anyone who ought to help her out of this emotional roller coaster, it would be her.

Soonie was right, he wasn't worth the risk at all. Maybe this was what her friend saw and she was trying to caution her against.

She should have paid attention instead of letting her ego run her emotions.

But here she was. Hell, anger is an understatement about how she feels at the moment.