Chapter 8

Jared POV

"Hey, Tiger. What's the doing?" I said walking towards Hardin who was seated behind his huge desk typing furiously at his keyboard. He smacked his lips twice in my direction with his eyes still glued to the computer. A tiny frown formed on his forehead, and I chuckled softly. This man never really allowed himself to rest.

I walked behind his desk and began kneading his broad shoulders. He let out a very satisfied groan and leaned back in the seat, giving me much-needed access to massage his tense back. I kneaded and tapped them lightly with my fists, focusing on the tension-filled parts of his back.

"Are you done with your girl?" He asked in a very deep voice that I loved so much. Everything about Hardin always made me hard. He laughed, my cock twitched, he talked, it twitched. He flexed his muscles, my hands would itch to caress him. I just loved loving him.

"Our girl, Tiger. And yes we are done. Louis is showing her around the company before she begins her work. I told her