Every time she looked at him, her thoughts went down decidedly naughty avenues, which no doubt had a lot to do with her coming up with this auction plan in the first place. Still, if he sacked her, she would at least sleep better at night and not be plagued by erotic dreams of his large hands all over her body.
“An auction would be fun, especially if the staff joined in. I dare say we would garner a lot of attention if we put you on the auction block, Mr. Bryce.” Monique tittered in laughter like some darn schoolgirl with a crush, and Hannah rolled her eyes.
Really, could she be any more obvious in her attempts to get into his good graces and his pants?

Auctioned By Mr Ceo

<p>Little Hannah rounded on him, hands on hip, and he swallowed a groan. She had no idea how beautiful she looked when she got all riled up like this. It made him want to fuck her all over again, but with his niece sleeping fitfully mere yards away, he really would be a bastard on act on that impulse. Besides, Hannah was his employee, and they’d muddied the waters enough. It was best to end this right here and now. Especially as he got the distinct impression that losing himself in her luscious body again would only give him ideas. He shouldn’t crave a repeat experience so soon. Rather than fuck her out his system, he seemed to have achieved the opposite. What the fuck was that all about?</p>

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