“Sir, you may call me anything you wish. Was something wrong with your password?”
He sighed. “Please stop calling me Sir. It reminds me of my father and that is not something I want.”
“Sorry.”
“It’s Chad. I just wanted to ask if anyone calls today that you ask them to email me, I won't be meeting with anyone until I settle in.”
“Absolutely, S-uh…Chad.”
Another smile. Holy hell was he gorgeous.
“Good.”
He moved away, toward Tamara, which caused a little bit of a flutter in her chest. Why was he walking toward her? Jesus, was she jealous? What the hell? Most men gravitated toward the woman eventually. She was flirty and easy.
Tamara's smug look faded quickly as Chad spoke to her quietly and finally she trudged off, defeated. Chad made his way back to her desk.
“If she deserts her post from the front desk again without cause, let me know.”
With that, he moved off to his office and disappeared out of sight. Chad Caraway was going to be great for this office.
***
Kendra opened her bottom drawer and pulled her handbag free before locking it and getting up. She had her phone in her hand and was in the process of texting Jack when she ran into something hard. Paper flew in every direction as she looked up at Chad, stunned.
“Uh…I'm so sorry, Chad…I…let me get those for you.”
She fell to her knees, and compiled the paper together. From what she saw, it was a proposal…without page numbers.
Perfect.
“No…” He said, kneeling and stilling her hands with his own. The feel of his warm fingers over hers sent a spark down her spine and straight to her groin. “I'll do it.”
It came out a grunt and she almost crawled under a desk from embarrassment. Did he know the effect he was having on her?
“Will you need my help with getting it sorted? I can see the document isn’t numbered.”
“Why are you here so late?” he asked her as he continued to pick up the papers.
“I usually am, so I just lock up for everyone else. I wasn’t aware you were still here.”
“Shouldn’t it be Helena’s job to stay back?”
Technically, yes, however, Helena hasn't done her proper hours for over three years. Someone had to manage this damn office.
“She has a family…so I offered to help out from time to time.”
He finished compiling the papers and stuffed them on top of the nearest desk while he picked himself up off the floor.
“It isn’t from time to time, is it? It’s all the time.”
“Well…yeah…but it gives me a chance to prepare the morning session plans for everyone…so I don’t mind.”
“Doesn’t your boyfriend mind?”
The question took her aback. No one ever asked about her personal life at work, save for maybe Tamara who was a nosy bitch. Somehow Chad asking her the question had her chest fluttering.
“I … Well…I don’t have one so it doesn’t matter. Anyway, have a good night Chad. Send me a text when you leave and I can activate the alarm after you leave from my phone.”
“Tell me how to do it and I will activate myself.”
She could tell he wasn’t in the mood to argue so she wrote down the code for the alarm and showed him where it was located and how to arm it. He nodded curtly at her instructions and left her standing in the lift well completely rattled. It wasn’t that he seemed like he was angry but he wasn’t happy. Had she completely pissed him off on his first day? Maybe she should stay and help him with the document sorting. As she was heading back inside to go and do that, her phone dinged.
J – Nicki is here. Help me.
Why the hell would her sister be at their place? She turned back and hit the down button for the elevator while she texted Jack.
K – Be there soon.
The only thing that was running through her mind was Chad and those warm hands. God, what could they do to her? How would they feel pushing her thighs apart and rubbing up and down her pussy lips? Would he be rough or slow and gentle?
The entire bus ride back to the apartment was spent squirming at the thought of Chad having his way with her. Jesus, she had never been so turned on by a man in her life and she'd known him all of a day?
Chapter Three
~
Chad’s apartment was empty.
Cold.
It had been that way since Selina had left him for the young and buff surfer Rafe, although that hadn’t lasted either. She hadn’t wanted the same life as him, it wasn’t her fault, he had particular tastes that most women ran from.
He pulled at the tie from his neck and threw it over the lounge before he moved on to the bedroom. He shoved his shoes off and kicked them to the side of the room and pulled his shirt off. Next he removed his belt and shoved his pants down.
His cock was hard.
Still.
Seeing Kendra alone in the office had sent him close to crazy. He could have easily had her, across the desk, on the ground, in the conference room. To hear her scream in pleasure as he plundered her pussy would have been exactly what he needed right now but it had only been a day.
He couldn’t take her yet. What if she wasn’t the kind of girl he needed? What if she was the forever type of girl? No, he refused to ruin another assistant’s life with his antics.
Lying on his bed, he palmed his hard cock and began to squeeze. Images of Kendra floated through his mind when he closed his eyes. He could almost feel the blood gushing through the veins under his fingers. What was it about her that had been so crazy? She certainly wasn’t his type…no she was so much more than that. She had a good head on her shoulders. His hand squeezed tighter while the other hand reached under the pillow for the tube of lube. Squirting a generous amount onto his palm, he closed the lid and rubbed his cock with the oily substance. His eyes closed of their own volition as he tightened the grip on his slippery cock and began to pump. He thought of Kendra hiking that damn skirt up to reveal thigh high stockings and opening those legs to reveal a bare pussy and no underwear. That would be the stuff of legends. His balls were tightening at the thought of her bent over his desk as he spanked her perfectly round ass. Chad’s spare hand fisted the sheets as his orgasm rocked through his cock and his cum spurt up into the air at dangerous angles. He dodged a wad of it coming straight for him.
Fuck.
That was it. His mind was made up. Kendra was going to end up in his bed. Even though she dodged the attraction she had for him every time they touched, he knew…he knew he could convince her a night of fun is exactly what she needed.
Just one time.
Then he could be her boss…right?
"What do you mean you've been broken into?" Jack asked Nicki. His fingers were pinching the bridge of his nose as he closed his eyes and tried not to scream. This was so typical of Nicki. She wanted attention and her new boyfriend obviously wasn’t playing ball so here she was. This was not what Kendra wanted after her run in with Chad. Her clit was still throbbing from the thought of him shoving her into the elevator at the last minute, pulling the emergency stop button and fucking her senseless with their clothes still on.
Jesus she needed a night of pure, unadulterated sex. She couldn’t fuck her boss…she’d be out of a job in no time flat.
“I'm serious, Jack. I need you to help me. There was a time you would have done anything to help me out.”
Jack exchanged a look with Kendra. They both knew it was a ploy for attention, but if he didn’t go back to her house with her, they would never hear the end of it.
“Okay,” Jack said. “Where is Simon?”
“Andrew…” Nicki corrected him. It was next to impossible to keep track of her boyfriends. Simon was about three boyfriends ago if Kendra was remembering correctly. Once they had moved in together, it had taken him about 20 days until he realised what a psycho Nicki could be and had high tailed it out of there. Andrew was a n
ew name to Kendra, which meant Nicki had hooked another victim.
“He is working in Melbourne.”
Jack looked to Kendra who shrugged. It was her way of telling him to go just to make sure Nicki was safe.
“Okay, let's go.”
He stood and followed Nicki out the door, leaving Kendra alone. She dropped her bag, which she had still been holding, onto the couch and fished her phone out before heading into her bedroom.
Kendra undid her skirt and stepped out of it, throwing it over the back of a chair before she unbuttoned her shirt and pulled it from her arms. Next she unclasped her bra and fell onto the bed. She hadn’t had such an exhausting Monday in a long time.
As she made herself comfortable by tucking a pillow under her arms and resting on her tummy, she flicked open her Facebook and had a look at what her friends were up to. She had a friend request from Matthew. It had always been a policy of hers that she never added colleagues to her friends list but now he was a former employee, maybe it was okay. She pressed the ‘Confirm’ button and had a squiz at his profile. Not married like she had originally thought…interesting. As she flicked through his posts that talked of yachting and new opportunities, she saw one that made her stop.
Chad Caraway took my job. He’s going to run that company to the ground. Clients beware.
Oh why did people put their angry rants on Facebook? It was company policy if you saw anything or anyone degrading the company or staff, you had to report it.
Poor Matthew.
It hadn’t been his fault the economy was down. No one wanted to do business, and yet he had lost his job because he wasn’t pulling in any revenue. But what had Kendra in a tizz was his comment about Chad. It almost sounded like he knew him…
Although she knew better, she clicked on the comments to see what people had said. It appeared Chad Caraway had quite a reputation with a lot of people but one comment caught her eye.
He’s probably shopping for another wife. He'll be gone in months. It's his MO.
WOW. That was harsh…but it only intrigued her further. Why had his marriages not worked? Was he a workaholic like her?
Putting her phone on the bedside table, she rolled onto her back and moved her hand down to her pussy. Closing her eyes, she thought of all the ways he could have her. The office had been empty, he could have easily had her in any office, over any desk he wanted. She thought of that warm hand that had touched her and imagined he was using his fingers on her soft lips, opening them with tenderness as he located her clit and began to work it by slowly running his fingertip over the tight little nub, getting her ready for him. It was working, she could feel how wet she was becoming from the image alone. Moving her hands down, she slid a finger inside to find herself quite lubricated already. Another finger slid in as she managed to drop her thumb onto her clit and began to work both areas. Her breath caught as she felt her clit quiver underneath her touch and harden even more. A thrill of excitement shot through her legs, making her toes curl. Her finger continued to make her arch her back as her orgasm mounted. Shit, this had to be the fastest she had cum before.
Just as she felt her walls contracting, her phone began to ring. Ugh, stopping herself, she looked at the caller ID. Her phone was registered to have all employees load into her phone when they started and because she was always on call if anything needed to happen at work, they usually called her. As she looked at the screen, her clit began to throb harder.
Chad was calling her.
Answering quickly, she realised a little too late that she shouldn’t have taken the call considering what she had just been doing.
“You're out of breath,” he started. “Have I caught you at a bad time?”
yes! “No, not at all.”
“I need some help with logging in from home. Do you think you could come over to my apartment and help me?”
Dear God.
“Sure. I can be over in twenty minutes.”
He thanked her and hung up.
What the hell had she just agreed to?
Chad opened the door, his heart thudding in his chest. The past twenty minutes had been hell on his nerves. It hadn’t occurred to him until after he’d called her that he really shouldn’t have. It was Tuesday tomorrow, he could have waited until then to have her help him but once he heard her breathless voice on the other end he knew he was done for. He wanted to have her breathless because of something he did to her, not because of her running or whatever it was she had been doing.
His jaw dropped when he saw what she was wearing. It wasn’t the prudish, and conservative suits she wore to the office. No…she’d changed…into tight jeans and a tank top that left very little to the imagination.
“Uh…hi…”
He looked back up into her brown eyes as a smile crept up on her face. She knew exactly what she was doing to him.
Minx.
“Come in. The laptop is set up on the dining table.”
Kendra moved past him, offering up a whiff of whatever delectable perfume she was wearing. His cock was hard again from just that one smell.
She was sitting in his chair when he got to her and had started up the program he needed. Damn, now he looked like a fool.
As she got up, he noticed her shirt had lifted at the back revealing sexy skin that he knew would be smooth to touch. If he could only find a reason to touch it…to run his hands up under her shirt and pull her to him…
“You just needed to enter your password again. It can be tricky the first time you log in but it seems to have accepted it now. Anything else?”
She had said it with such a gleam in her eye he knew he wasn’t imagining it. Her tongue flicked out over her lips before she cleared her throat.
“So…uh…I should go.”
He caught her arm before she could get away and pulled her to him. She took a deep breath as he ran his hands down her smooth arms. It wasn’t long before her skin began to pimple with goosebumps under his touch. Leaning in, he took a deep inhale of her scent as he laid a kiss on her soft neck. Her hands moved to his back, squeezing his skin under his shirt, and slowly made their way down to his pants. Trailing kisses up her neck to her jaw, he found her mouth with a need he hadn’t realised before. She tasted of something sweet and intoxicating. It took all of his self-control not to pick her up and throw her down onto the closest flat surface.
Kendra moaned into his mouth and tightened her grip on his back. He slid his hands down to her thighs and picked her up, walking to the dining room table. Her legs wound around him, locking her ankles together to hold onto him. He was going to explode before he even got his clothes off. Pushing her back down onto the table, he shoved her top up to reveal lace covered C cup breasts. Bending down, he sucked her puckered nipple into his mouth; causing her to gasp again, a sound he was beginning to love, and arched her back. The sight of her was breathtaking. Her body wasn’t super thin like he was used to, she had a bit of a tummy but damn it made her even hotter. He just wanted to kiss every inch of her abdomen and feel the softness there. He bent lower and trailed light kisses down between her breasts and toward her navel. Chad stopped when he realised she had stiffened once he got there. Looking up, he could see she was thinking. It was the same universal look every woman had when they were thinking. The look that could scare the crap out of him in seconds.
She sat up and pushed him back. “We can’t do this.”
Kendra was pulling her top down and pushing off the table before his brain caught up to what was happening.
“I’m sorry, Chad. I don’t think it’s a good idea.”
She took off for the door and closed it before he had a chance to speak. He knew she was right but he couldn’t control his anger. He wasn’t mad at her, it was him. He was messed up and it was going to cost him another job.
One day.
His resolution to never hook up with an assistant again had lasted one day.
He needed help. Having Kendra as his assistant was not going to be c
onducive to his new job at the company and he didn’t want the reputation of signing up to push the company in a new direction and leave after a day. Things had to change…and he needed to get his head right before he could focus on work.
Chad sat down at his now working laptop and opened up his email program. There was only one way he could focus on work and that was if Kendra no longer worked for him.
Chapter Four
~
Chad almost jumped out of his chair when his office door slammed open and Kendra stormed inside, her hands on her hips.
“You had me fired?!”
“No,” he stood, moving to the door and closing it before too many of his employees found out about last night. “I just had you reassigned.”
“There is one assistant in this damn office and that is me. You had me fired, dumbass!”
“They said you would be reassigned, Kendra. Keep your voice down.”
“Why? You already have a reputation for your inability to keep your dick in your pants. It's nothing new. Is it because I stopped you?”
Goddamn, she was sexy when she was angry. He couldn’t help but look her up and down, taking in her conservative grey skirt and white blouse. Her heels were high and shiny to match her shirt. Her hair pinned into a bun. She looked about ten years older than she had last night. Thoughts of ripping that skirt from her legs and shoving her onto the floor flowed through his mind, making him feel hot in his suit.
“You have not been terminated from this company, Kendra. I fail to see why you are so upset.”
“No…I was demoted to receptionist. Lucky for you Tamara would never say no to your advances, so have fun with wife number 3!”
She spun on her heel and stormed back out of the office.
Fuck.
They hadn’t told him who would replace Kendra as his assistant, never would he have imagined it would be the ever inappropriate Tamara. She would probably think he requested her. The email had been sent impulsively while he was still reeling from a hard on. It had been too late by this morning because HR had picked it up before 8am.
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