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I, Anthony Edward Stark, am convinced that one Pepper Potts is evil. She's wicked right to the very core. I'm convinced of this because before this boring as hell board meeting began she kissed me before we left my office.

Let me explain... it wasn't just a soft peck on the lips or a hard but chaste kiss. The kiss Pepper gave me was like she was making love to my mouth... and it was mind blowing sex at that. It also didn't help that she pinned me against the door and then before things could even get started she left me hanging with a smirk on her face.

I showed up very late to the meeting, of course. I wasn't going to walk in the board room with a massive, throbbing hard on. Oh yeah, last I checked this meeting was supposed to be brief and it's been going on for almost two and a half hours now. Normally I would busy myself by hiding my Gameboy underneath the enormous oak conference table but instead I find myself shifting around in my chair and stealing glances at Pepper.

She's teasing me, I know she is. Her red hair has come loose from the quickly thrown up bun it was in earlier. She keeps swiping her hair over one shoulder giving me a perfect view of that long perfect white neck. She's also taken to discretely chewing the end of her pen and it doesn't go unnoticed by me or probably every man in the room, that the tip of her tongue flicks out a few times and runs over her full bottom lip. She lightly bites down when she looks like she's reading something fascinating in the report in front of her.

Curse Pepper! Curse her for being an irresistible she beast in the form of a drop dead gorgeous woman. Now I'm Tony Stark here. I have had more women than I can count, go to great lengths to seduce me. They have whipped out the expensive lingerie and mood music and the chocolate dipped strawberries accompanied by the best champagne. All of that crap pales in comparison to the tiny act of Pepper glancing over at me, the edges of her lips quirked up in a mischievous smirk.

I'm starting to fantasize about bolting up from my chair and rounding the conference table in less than a second and sweeping Pepper up and taking her right there and then in front of everybody. I finally hear the bald guy who is head of accounting announce that the meeting is coming to a close and it snaps me back to reality. Everyone seems to be taking their sweet time gathering up their papers and briefcases and I want to scream at the top of my lungs. I give an over the top smile to the second to last person leaving. Pepper makes an attempt to slip by me but I quickly slam the door shut and lock it. She gives me a false curious look and then she's the one who's pinned up against the door.

"Tony, what are you doing?" Pepper asks but she knows, she knows. She's already wrapping one long lean leg up around my waist.

"Finishing what you started, Ms. Potts." I say grabbing onto her thigh.

She doesn't even try to put up a fight and I feel her body melt into mine as she pulls me impossibly close.

Pepper Potts drives me absolutely insane by doing the most simple things and I happily sink into madness.

THE END