Chapter 34

I bit my lip as I walked down the stairs, holding on to the rails for once. With the heels I was wearing, one could break an ankle just leaning on the wrong hip.

The last couple of days, I had been working hard on the last assignment, which turned out to be a real bitch. I had even spent one night screaming into my pillow in frustration as I had been trying to wrap my head around what he was trying to teach me.

I wasn't giving up, but it was proving to test my limits, though.

But this morning, I was feeling frisky and giddy, and I knew exactly why as I walked up to Harry's study, a mischievous smirk on my lips.

Something had occurred to me this morning, as I had come out of the shower and gone through my clothes to find an outfit for the day.

It was then I had stumbled upon something that had made my naughty side wake up (not to be mistaken with my dirty side).

It was that same something that had inspired the idea I was currently going through with, which was why with a last dry lip, I bit it down and then knocked on his door for the first time in weeks.

Hearing his call to enter, I twisted the door knob and stepped in, expecting the same I was used to; Harry sitting behind his desk.

And that he did.

I wasn't even angry when he didn't look up.

For once, this was how I needed it.

He was staring into a book on his desk, hand resting in his chin with his glasses sitting sloped on his nose as he read. He turned a page and seemed to be tiredly reading whatever had caught his morning interest.

But his interest was hopefully about to be challenged.

"Good morning," I chirped enthusiastically, walking in and closing the door behind me.

"Slept well?"

His reply was a somewhat coherent grunt, just as he sipped his cup of tea, keeping his eyes on his text.

"What can I do for you, Cassandra?"

I guess we'll see, I silently thought and felt my smirk come back as I walked up beside him and joined him by his desk.

He still didn't lift his eyes as I placed a hand on his shoulder and rubbed a tense muscle.

"Not much... well, actually, there was one thing I was wondering."

Finally, after what seemed like forever, he finally spun his head towards me and looked up. I took a step back and couldn't help but let out a laugh as his eyes then fell to me and watched the way his jaw locked tightly in reaction.

Oh, girls just really loved to have fun.

Smirking slowly as he looked me up and down with a purse of his lips, I placed my hands on my hips and lifted a brow.

"So? What do you think?"

His eyes finally lifted to mine, after using a whole moment to stare at my outfit.

Then, with a bored voice, he drawled; "I think you are enjoying yourself tremendously right now."

That was.

Currently in a black lace- and very see-through lingerie set, I looked down at myself and swept my hands down my body. The bra was tight and practically pushed my breasts up to my ears, and my thong had clips that connected to the stockings I was wearing.

On my feet, I wore the most ridiculously high black heels which gave my legs the appearance of being longer than they were - but then again, I hardly needed the boost.

"It occurred to me this morning that when I came here, I had packed entirely to seduce," I told, seeing his lips purse.

Oh, yes.

The memories of how I had been supposed to been enticing him to get me pregnant flourished up again. That was all water under the bridge now. I think.

"And I realized all of a sudden that I had all of this lingerie just lying around in my suitcase. Lingerie I invested in just for you. I mean, before I knew you weren't aroused by bodily attraction, that is."

"And yet here you stand.," He said, swiping off his glasses from his nose and stuffing them into his chest pocket.

"Well, I figured since my time here is almost up, I would show you what you've been missing out on," I teased and stood up, turning both ways to show off the naughty and quite frankly downright slutty outfit.

Even for me, this was a little too much.

"So? What do you think?"

"I think I've lost count of the times you've been less than dressed in my office."

- And he worked with numbers for a living.

"Seriously," I grinned, seeing him stand up and loosen his tie with a sigh.

"This doesn't do anything for you? Nothing at all?"

Almost as if expecting his cock to jump out, my eyes flashed down to his crotch. Besides the usual subtle bulge from his flaccid shape, I didn't see any twitching.

At all.

He was really serious.

Looking up again, I saw him smile silently. He really wasn't attracted to sexy lingerie.

"Okay," I sighed, hoping I wasn't pouting.

I mean, I hadn't expected anything else. I already knew going in that he probably wouldn't say anything to me wearing something like this, but not even a little reaction?

Ah, so what the hell. I just wanted to see his reaction - and to be fair, it had been fun.

"I assume you were expecting a different reaction," He then stated, keeping his calm smile as I sighed defeatedly and crossed my arms.

"This was the part where I was supposed to gawk, or growl or perhaps proclaim some sort of urgent carnal need to have you, yes?"

I pursed my lips a little, but then shifted my weight on my other hip.

"I mean, I would've settled for a purr."

His lips twitched again, but his eyes then averted.

"And this is where the conversation comes to an end," He replied, trying to reach around me to grab some papers on his desk.

I stopped him halfway.

"Just answer me one thing," I said, laying my hand on his arm.

He paused up and let me lean in to his ear.

"If you had to pick something you find attractive, besides the mind... what would that be?"

I saw his mouth purse a little. Then, shifting his gaze to me, he took a step back and looked me up and down, trailing up my body with a measured glance. I felt positively scorched until his hand suddenly came to my bra strap.

Meeting my eyes, he tucked my strap down, then the other one, brushing them off my shoulders with gentle movements.

Grabbing my arms, he then gently spun me around, making me face his desk as he slipped a hand under my bra latch and unhooked it.

It popped off and fell to the floor.

My heart then whooshed into my throat when I then felt him squat down, his face right around my ass. I could feel his breath fanning across it as his hands then came to the edges of my thong, slowly sliding it down, unhooking it from my stockings as he went.

He slid them all the way down to my heels and made me step out of them, before patting each of my feet and making me step out of my shoes as well.

My toes silently thanked him.

Then, sliding down my stockings as the last thing, he pulled both off individually, before I felt I felt his tall figure rise behind me again, his hands slowly sliding up my body as he went.

That was the moment I realized I wasn't breathing.

When he leaned in and softly turned my head over my shoulder, I felt goosebumps spread across my skin. He closed in towards my ear and then swept my curled hair away from it.

"A woman," He whispered lowly in my ear.

"In her purest form."

His words disturbed the rhythm of my pulse and nearly sent me into a cardiac arrest.

Standing naked amidst his office-something I had done before.

I felt all kinds of exposed unlike ever before, yet... hot everywhere. My taut nipples stiffened when I felt his lips softly kiss my shoulder, as if to seal in his words with a coat of heat.

I felt it flush my entire body when he then took a step back, leaving me standing there, bared.

"You can't leave me like this," I breathed, turning around and gripping onto his tie fast, before he could get away.

"I thought you were a gentleman."

He halted when I pulled on his tie, and looking down at where his shirt was twisting, I saw his jaw twitch as he then looked up.

"I thought I was an asshole."

"You will be if you leave me like this," I said.

My voice sounded breathy and desperate. I couldn't believe how hot he had gotten me just from speaking such simple words.

This hadn't been the plan at all.