He was out of the limousine before it even rolled completely to a stop, the bulge between his thighs straining against the fabric of his pants; threatening to rip the restraining zipper openHere he was, all 6ft 2 inches of cold, determined male being brought to his knees by a petite woman, barely up to his chestThe image of her in that form-fitting red dress that outlined every single one of her tempting curves in a body made for sin, and exposed a fair bit of cleavage was more torture than he had ever been faced with - and that was saying something. He had been through an unfair share of torture in his life. He pulled open the door, stretching out an arm to help her out. She smiled graciously, placing her small, soft palms in his large ones.He helped her out as slowly as he would allow, considering the floor length dress and killer heels she had on. Just as she stepped out she placed a hand on his chest with a smile, muttering a "thank you" and started towards the door, not both
Finally, she finished undoing the buttons of his crisp white shirt. She pushed it off his shoulder like she did the jacket, then started planting small kisses along his neck His hand wrapped around her, pulling her flush against him as she took her time, trailing her lips over every muscle-packed inch of flesh before her.His breathing hitched as her mouth continued to trail downwards, her hot tongue swirling around a pec that tightened in response. It didn't satisfy her so she repeated the motion again, nipping his pecs softly. Her lips curled over his nipple, suckling on it slowly at first, and then with more vigor; while her fingers worked at the other, making sure to leave no one unattended. She moved her mouth from one to the other, replacing her mouth with her expert fingers as she went to shower her affection on its second. Having had her fill of torture by nipple, she changed direction; and continued the trail south, going lower as her hot mouth planted sweet kisses over ev
Jenna was fuming, her vision gleamed red as she marched over to Derrick's office. The heels of her shoes clicked noisily against the tiled floors as she strutted arrogantly along the hallway.How bold of him to have ignored her because of a mere secretary. Something had to be going on between them, there was no way in hell their relationship was strictly professional.The table outside of his office door sat proudly empty, causing the already dangerous fumes of anger to spike brighter within the furious woman. The amount of privileges his secretary got was beginning to grate on Jenna's nerves, serving as fuel for the suspicious thoughts she so angrily stewed over.She was not surprised in the least to find that she wasn't at work today. In fact, it was expected. If the way Derrick had stared after her the whole night and practically shielded her with his arm around her back was any indication, then she had every right to be worried. The girl was beginning
The shrill, high-pitched sound that left Zoey's mouth was enough to burst Sheila's eardrums into a million tiny pieces; she was so glad it didn't. She could practically feel the excitement pouring off Zoey as she filled her in on her passionate escapades with her boss the previous night."Oh my God! You're literally the luckiest girl alive Sheila" Zoey gushed in excitement, the sound caused Sheila's laughter to break free.Trust Zoey to be overly dramatic over the happenings of her life. After endless seconds of cheerful chatter, she turned serious"What are you leaving out?" Zoey questioned softlySheila, confused, paused her thoughts to give response to Zoey's question."What do you mean?"Zoey sighed long and hard before she answered the question. “I can practically hear the wheels churning in your head. You’re thinking, worse even…you’re overthinking. What is bothering you about all this?”“I d
Derrick spoke quietly on the phone, moving farther away so she didn't hear what was being said.Sheila turned back to the stove and continued staring absently. Hurt pulsed within her at the sudden distance he showcased. How he went from thoughtful and kind to distant in just a little over an hour was a mystery she couldn't solve, but it was one that hurt like hell. She knew it was too good to be true, so she had no one to blame but herself, for letting her guard down.Sheila went through the motion of cooking in a robotic fashion, no longer thrilled by the prospect of preparing something amazing for him. She just wanted to get out of there. She would head over to Zoey's as soon as she was done here, maybe she would also get lost in a bottle of alcohol or two, since she was suddenly an expert at making bad decisions.The food was done, and the table was set before his call ended. Sheila was grabbing some juice from the refrigerator when he walked back into the ki
Derrick sat at the table in the restaurant with a glass of scotch in his hand. He took a burning sip and continued to gaze out at the sea not too far away. He couldn't sleep, he couldn't concentrate enough to get any job done and he couldn't fucking think straight. Sheila was on constant replay in his head, her reactions to what he had said earlier. Everything about the situation was starting to scare him more than usual."A penny for your thoughts?" Jenna said as she dropped into the chair across from him; already waving a waiter over.She had asked to meet him to talk about what had happened in his office back in New York, and he agreed to it, asking that she meet him here. He was already here when she called anyways, so there was no point in asking to meet up elsewhere."A glass of champagne please" she called sweetly to the waiter as soon as he reached the table"Anything else?" the young girl asked, looking between the both of them"Anot
Derrick's head was in all the wrong places. He couldn't think in his current state. Images of Sheila kept flitting through his head in rapid succession, her shy smile, her quiet laughter, her blushing, and the sexy moans she released when he touched her; all of them mingled into an impossible to swallow cocktail.He was beyond frustrated. He was angry, he was confused, he was guilty; and worst of all he was lost. Without her he felt empty, he had gotten quite used to having her around him and with him. She was a balm his soul hadn't even known it needed.The Japanese clients spoke on and on about the merger they had in place but his mind was roaming, all he could pick up were bits and pieces of the information they were sharing. Hopefully, it was the important bits.Jenna stealthily tapped him to bring him back to the present. Clearly, he had roamed a lot farther this time. He smiled gratefully at her and continued to pay attention as best he could to the man in
Derrick arrived at the company at exactly 10 am. He was an hour late, as his flight has been rescheduled to the next hour. He walked hastily into the office in his haste to see Sheila, he had been calling her all through his flight back but she wasn't picking up. She was definitely still angry with him about what happened.He stepped onto his floor and the first thing that clouded his sight was Sheila. Heaven knew he wanted nothing more than to hold and kiss her breathless, that was the only thing that he had been able to think about all through his trip anyways.Sheila felt someone's gaze lingering on her body, she turned to see who it was and it was no other person than her boss, Derrick Moore. Her eyes were lost in his for a moment before she quickly looked away not acknowledging his presence.She had made a promise to herself that she would not allow him to distract her, she would only come to this office and work… nothing more.Der