Mona POV

It had been three and a half days since Ian and I had touched each other. I would see him everyday and he would smile and greet employees especially with the women where he would be extra friendly. I tried not to let it bother me so I would go in my office, close the door and bang my head against the desk.

Stupid! Stupid! I reminded myself. My lips felt dry and parched from not having those sweet lips upon them. My nipples hurt knowing they couldn't be touched by him and oh don't get me started about my aching walls, they would start to tremble when he got to close. I was a fucking hot mess. I was a crackhead going through withdrawals without the bad hair and jacked up teeth. This man had me feening just for a simple touch.

The past three days, he and his father had been like two peas in a pod. I was just about in every meeting with them and Ian would glance my way, smile and look away. It was killing me that I couldn't crawl on the table and take him right then and there. There had to be a way I could get his attention without me losing.

"I heard that Thomas Jacobs is having issues transporting the equipment needed in the gulf," Colby Griffith, our Marine Division VP said.

"Son isn't he one of your grade school friends?"

"Actually we played rugby together in college."

"Well I think it is time for you to give him a call. I think Mona needs to be there with estimated costs just in case he has any questions," Mr. Durand said.

Ian looked over at me and then back to his father. "I will call him today. Mona are you available anytime this week?" he asked with a sarcastic smirk.

"I will have to check my calendar, Mr. Harrington."

"I'm sure you can rearrange your schedule if need be," he said.

Oh no he didn't! I nodded my head. "I will see and get back with you." He looked me up and down and grinned.

Mr. Durand finished up the meeting and we all headed out.

"Miss. Harris can you stay for a moment?" Ian asked. I watched as everyone left, leaving it with just the two of us left in the conference room.

"Why so snippy Mona? I heard you have been mean for the last two days, so tell me what is wrong and maybe I can fix it."

"Nothing is wrong! I'm...I'm on my period."

"Liar!"

"What did you call me, Mr. Harrington?"

"I didn't studder. Just admit you want me and this game would be over in a second. Just admit it and I will lock this door and give you what you want," he whisper against my ear.

I could feel my panties getting wet as his breath tickled my earlobe. I could feel the light sheen forming on top of my skin but I had to not give in.

"Eww the conference table? Really. I'm not that kind of girl. I only have three and a half more days left until you are cooking and wearing nothing but an apron. I think I will take my chances," I said walking out.

I walked back to my office. If he was ready to fuck me on the conference room table that means he had been thinking about me too. I couldn't help but smile. He thought he was the ultimate teacher of seduction but he had another thing coming.

I picked up my phone and made a couple of calls. By the end of the night this stupid bet would be won by me and he wouldn't even know what hit him.

I walked to his office and knocked on the door. I raised my skirt just a little and unbuttoned my jacket. I had my sexy black red bottom pumps ready for battle. I opened the door and walked in.

"You changed your mind?" he said laughing as he pushed his chair back. He looked me up and down while I noticed his eyes started to get darker. I walked over to the chair in front of him and took a seat. My skirt had accidentally raised up another inch. He licked his bottom lip as he stared at my legs. I decided to do Sharon Stone, Basic Instinct, leg cross.

He cleared his throat. "So what can I do...do for you?"

"It's been three in a half days since you asked me to be your girlfriend and with this silly bet, I thought we could really get to know each other on another level besides getting sexual. I really want to get to know the real Ian. I don't even know your favorite color or your favorite television show?"

"It's red and a good football game."

"That's just not it. There are other things I want to know."

"Make a list and I will answer them."

"I want you to talk to me damn it! You have been giving me the cold shoulder for days. If you want this relationship to last, you better be at my house by seven pm or else."

"Or else?" he said turning around crossing his arms across his chest.

"We can call this whole relationship off!"

He laughed. I know he just didn't laugh at me!

"You are new to this game baby. Don't try to seduce the seducer. You are so out your league," he said getting up. He walked up behind me and bent down to my ear.

"First of all I have been trying to give you some space. Have I thought about making love to you since this bet started? Absolutely. I think about you spread eagle across my bed, as I pleasure you in ways you could only imagine. I think about holding you at night and telling you how much you mean to me. I think about us on the island and about all the dirty, nasty things you have done which makes me spill."

Was I about to orgasm with just his words? Goodness gracious sakes alive this man was sin. He was everything that was bad but he was the everything good in my life.

"Let's see if I got this right. You thought by raising your skirt up and unbuttoning your jacket that I would be falling to my knees at your beck and call? So you thought you could come in here and use that sexy ass body of yours to turn me into a pussy? Or as you quote, "I thought we could really get to know each other on another level besides getting sexual. I really want to get to know the real Ian," he said in his weak ass voice impression of me.

I wanted to slap him.

"I'll tell you what, dinner tonight at Emerils. Just you and me. We take seperate cars and leave in seperate cars. No foul done on any of our parts. You can even bring your list and ask any questions you want."

"So you have thought about me Hun?"

"Mona you have no idea how many times I jack off in a day. Baby I'm under your spell. I know when you walk out this door, it is going to be hard to go back to work with this." He stood up to his full height and I couldn't help but turn to the side and see his erection poking through his pants.

He leaned down and said, "see what you do to me beautiful. In three more days you are all mine and his. You won't be able to walk much less get out of bed because I will make up for lost time. I hope you have sick days because you are going to need them." He walked away and sat back down in his chair and got back to work leaving me with freaking soaking wet panties.

"Was there something else you needed sweetheart?" He turned around and grinned.

I raised my booty up and slid down my red lace panties. I walked around his desk and stood in front of him. I lifted his hand and slid it under my skirt. I wanted him to feel how wet I was. I guided two of his fingers across my swollen, wet sex as those two fingers became drenched. I never took my eyes off of him as I watched him bite his lip.

I took the two fingers and licked one as I rubbed the other across his lip until he opened and sucked it.

"See what you do to me with just your words. You're not the only one that is suffering. I have come so many times it should be against the law but I will tell you this, only you can make me wet like this and you are the only one that can satisfy me and her," I said inches from his lips. I licked his lips and backed up.

"Oh before I forget," I threw the panties at him. "I will win this bet and you will be my bitch. Get a good whiff so you will remember the next time you want to play your games what you really will be missing. Oh on second thought, I won't be able to come tonight. No pun intended." I walked out the door and closed it.

I leaned back on the door feeling determined and confident. I made up my mind that Ian Durand Harrington was going down.