It was as if his vision was penetrating the fabric of my clothes. The intensity of his gaze making me feel uncomfortable.Why was he so intimidating? His dark gray eyes seemed unreal, a demanding sheen illuminating them. In his presence, I felt uneasy, unlike myself, like I was made of fire instead of flesh. I couldn't help but gawk at him like a fool. It was something I grew accustomed to doing when I was around him. I wondered if he ever noticed it."Alex, did you restock the yogurt we spoke about?" He asked me seriously, yet I couldn't bring myself to think about yogurt. My work in his small shop seemed insignificant when I was in his presence; enchanted by him. He kept staring at me, awaiting a response.Finally, I found my voice, "You know I do all you ever ask of me." I bit my lip, remembering how I dreamed of his exposed body last night. Under the shower, the steam concealed his broad shoulders, abs and behind. Drops of water slid down his almost jet black hair, rolling down hi

I showered as fast as I could, hoping that Clarissa hadn't used my phone to do something stupid. Not soon enough I rushed back to my room and relaxed as I saw that she hadn't moved from her place and my mobile was exactly where I had left it. I went to the dresser and picked out a loose green tank top and my favorite black shorts. I felt perfect in that outfit. Sexy, but comfortable.I tossed the towel on my bed and dressed myself, without a drop of shame that there was another person in the room. We were so close - Clarissa and I. Ever since we were kids we shared clothes, rooms, secrets and my best summer vacations were always with her. Here was like a second home.I looked over at her, she seemed so obsessed with her phone that I laughed. Her smart brown eyes moved only for a second to see me and go back down.

It seemed like I had fallen asleep when my phone rang with a new message from Clarissa. It was dark in the room and when I looked at the screen, my eyes were not welcoming its light. I blinked a few times before I read, 'So so so sorry I am late. Will be ready in 20.'I looked at the time and it was 30 minutes after 5 PM. I got up to go to the shower, realizing how the day was not better even after I got some sleep. At least I was dream free. While I dried my hair, I tried to think of a reason why I didn't want to go to the bar tonight. Clarissa would force me, no matter what I said. She was good at convincing. Maybe I should just join them and it would be easier for me to sway her not to talk about my boss.A knock on the door startled me as Clarissa walked inside, wearing a tight brown party dress and her cu

MICHAELI was watching some lame TV show, hoping that I would not think of her. I cared for her. And not in a coworker kind of way. I liked her ever since she came to my shop to ask for a job. I must be blind or stupid to not see how beautiful she was. I mean really hot, but also so confident, smart, and friendly. I saw the potential in her cat-like green eyes from the first time we talked and my mind went to some very intimate places as I took in her appearance. I could remember what she was wearing that day. Some dark red top with no sleeves which revealed her round breasts, showing me what I couldn't have. Her amazing ass was hidden in her black tight jeans that she rarely wears. Her hair was falling free around her back and part of her shoulders, hugging her like a blanket.I knew since the first time I saw her that it woul

AlexandraI raised my eyebrows in response but did not say anything. I had never seen the second floor of the store, where he lived. I wondered what it was like upstairs.He helped me sit in the passenger seat and I relaxed, feeling how comfortable it was. I could have easily drifted off to sleep. That was if he wasn't so close to me behind the wheel. Maybe I was getting sober, because I became more aware of how his hand was almost touching me, considering that I let mine hang near the gearshift. My dress was showing more of my legs, while I was sitting and I could have sworn his eyes were stealing a look or two as he was driving.Soon we parked near the shop and I managed to get out alone, without falling, before he came to help me out. Again his hand snaked around my waist and the fire inside me lit up again. He was taking me to his place... where his bed was... at night. I tried to push my thoughts away, but all I could think of was his hand and what could he do with it... what I wa