“Quite the contrast to living in the city, I presume?” He smiles at me.
“I still have sirens ringing in my head. All I heard during the drive up here were birds singing.” I exhale a sigh. I feel a mix of envy and relief.
“Yes, I appreciate the city, but leave often for my own peace of mind,” he says with a bemused smile. “A glass of wine?” He looks salacious and relaxed and sexy as hell. I like him this way, unrestrained from his CEO role.
“Yes.” The sun sets through the large windows and I look around at the dark wooden beams that flow up in angles over the bar. He moves toward me and hands me a glass of wine. In a rush of courage I ask him, “Mr. Davis, why did you invite me here?”
“To welcome my new marketing assistant, of course. To our new adventures together.” We raise our glasses and he clinks his glass to mine.
I place the glass to my lips, and the rich aroma drifts over me. I take a sip and a mix of blackberry, olive, milk chocolate, and cherries coats my mouth in luxurious textures. It is divine. Probably another eight-hundred-dollar bottle of wine.
“But you could have hired anyone. Why did you hire me?”
Before I can finish the sentence, he takes the wine glass from my hand and sets it down on the bar. He turns to me, and his eyes are darkening. “You don’t have to do anything you don’t want to do, Annabelle. You don’t even have to sign the contract if you don’t want to.”
His firm, full lips are so close. His hot breath blankets my face and stirs something inside of me. Confusion and desire mix in my head. “It’s not that. It’s just that there are more qualified people than me.” I grimace.
His eyes move over my face and back to my eyes. “It would only be fair to say that I would very much like having you as my marketing assistant. Don’t you feel comfortable here, Annabelle?”
“Yes.”
“So do I. You make me feel…happy.”
“I thought I inspired you?” I realize I am flirting with him.
His eyes shine with amusement. “You do.”
“Why would you say that to me?”
“I like being surrounded by things that make me happy. I hired you because I think you’re smart.” Kalin runs his long finger over my cheek and gazes at me. “I think you are beautiful. Like I said, you don’t have to sign the contract if you don’t feel comfortable working around me, knowing that this is how I feel. But your job is not based on anything other than what is in your job description. I just want you to know the truth.”
Kalin turns from me and stares out the large windows, where the sun is setting. He turns back to me. “But there is another reason I hired you.”
My curiosity piques, but flashes of a dungeon cross my mind, with Lia saying “I told you so” in a scolding tone. I take a deep breath and meet his gaze. “Tell me. I have to know before I sign the contract.”
“I want someone I can trust, Annabelle, and I think I’m a good judge of character.”
He steps closer and lifts my chin so that I look directly into his big brown eyes. God, his eyes are beautiful. “It’s hard trusting people with my secrets, Annabelle. Even the board and management. I want someone who I can be myself around. I want someone who I can confide in. That will be you.”
His lips are so close to mine. I could almost kiss him. What if I did? A mischievous smile moves across his mouth. “And if something more should happen during this confiding, I won’t sue you.”
“You sue me?” I say in a mocking tone.
Kalin threads his fingers into mine, and walks me backward against the wall. “You’re right. I hate lawsuits. Promise me you won’t sue me for finding you irresistible, Annabelle.”
“I promise.”
He lifts my arms and presses me to the wall. His firm lips graze my neck and travel up to my ear. “I knew the first time I saw you that there was something about you.” His breath is hot on my neck, and my heart is pounding in my ears. I push back against his strong grip, but only end up twisting helplessly against the wall.
“Mr. Davis, I don’t know if….” I gasp before I can finish my thought.
He plants warm kisses down my neck. “I knew the first time I saw you that I wanted you. And I get what I want, Annabelle.”
My mind resists, but my body craves his touch. His hands move over me, and he unzips my dress while pressing his firm lips down my neck.
“Mr. Davis…Kalin”
His lips drift down to my shoulder as he tugs my dress down, exposing my black pearl lace bra. His eyes widen with delight as he lifts my bra over my breasts, exposing my hardening nipples. Moving his large hands over me, he massages my nipples with his thumbs and caresses my breasts with his strong fingers. My desire to push him away is overwhelmed by his erotic touch. I’m melting in his hands, and instead of resisting, I push my hands over his broad shoulders, pulling his body into me.
I feel his hot breath over my nipple, and the warm sensation of his lips coming down on my breast. His lips suction and sear my breast, tipping off over my nipple with his lips and teeth. The sensation is tormenting and divine. He circles my other nipple with his thumb, caressing me and pushing me closer to the edge with every stroke.
“Mr. Davis…I…” He kisses me on the mouth before I can finish my thought, scrambling my brain further with desire and delirium.
He breaks the kiss and moves his mouth over my nipple again, swirling his tongue around my bare tip. “You didn’t read this in the contract?”
“No…no,” I cry out louder than I intend. He gently clamps my hard nipple between his teeth, causing a jolt of erotic pain to race down my spine.
“I have to touch you, Annabelle. You’re so goddamn sexy I have to touch you. Do I have to put that in the fucking contract?” He growls deep into my chest.
“No…no, Mr. Davis. I just want…”
My back arches as his deep voice vibrates over my hardened nipples, sending waves of pleasure down my back. His mouth slides over my aching breast, and I close my eyes and pull him close.
“So sweet.” He groans just before his mouth comes down on my other breast, my center wet and aching now.
“I…don’t care…about…”
He ignores my pleas and sucks and nibbles on my other nipple.
His breath is hot on my bare tips, sucking me hungrily.
“Contract…” I can barely hiss at him while he rakes his lips and teeth over my nipples.
His fingers torture me now as his mouth moves over my chest and down my stomach in a moist, warm trail. He kneels and tugs my dress down over my panties, now wet from his unrelenting assault. I plunge my fingers into his plush, wavy hair. Kalin groans and continues to move his lips and tongue over my skin. Running his mouth along my waist, he drops his head down in front of my lace-trim thong panties and inhales the scent of my arousal with a satisfied moan.
He tugs my wet panties down, and my legs spread for him while he runs his tongue over my thigh. “You’re so beautiful, Annabelle. You smell so sweet. I could stay here all fucking day just smelling your sweetness.”
My fingers run through his thick, soft hair, and I gasp and pant as my body is turned over to his erotic assault. Watching him devour me with so much satisfaction adds to the surge of pleasure already overtaking every part of me.
“Should I stop?” His tone is mocking but playful. “Should we go read the contract again?” He exhales with amusement into my aching center.
“Please…” I whimper. “Please shut up about the contr…” The sensations subdue me, and I cannot finish my thoughts, let alone my spoken words.
Kalin is moving his tongue inside of me now, grazing my clit and huffing into my center. I feel his whiskers move against me as he pushes his tongue inside of my wet desire.
I pull his hair and push my pelvis into him, feeling the climax building like a flood brimming against a dam ready to explode from its power.
Kalin continues his assault, moving and flicking his tongue over my swelling insides, and lappi
ng me up. His eyes sparkle before he buries his face in me and I clench around him. My channel is hot and wet and aching.
I feel another climax build, and Kalin briefly stops. “Should…I…stop?” He exhales between hot slicks of his tongue.
“No…No…” is the only response I manage to breathe out.
He breathes hot on me and continues lapping me up, before the last brush of his whiskers and the last lap of his tongue send me shimmying with an inferno that ignites my center and sends a fiery rush of ecstasy through my entire body.
I shriek and come in a blinding orgasm.
“None of that is approved in the contract,” he growls between my legs.
“Fuck that contract,” I breathe with exhaustion.
He smiles up at me. “You obviously haven’t read it yet.” I have no idea what he’s talking about, and I don’t care.
Kalin grabs me and lifts me over his shoulder. I shriek as he carries me through the hall while he tugs my dress off and tosses it to the floor. In the bedroom, he throws me on the bed and begins to strip out of his clothes.
“If this working relationship is still a problem…”
“It’s not. Please shut up and fuck me.”
“I thought you would never ask, my dear Annabelle.”
Kalin stands before me and unbuttons his shirt to reveal golden-brown skin with just the right amount of hair scattered across his muscled chest. His pecs are full and strong, rounding just under his unbuttoned shirt and tempting me to want to see more. He tugs his shirt off and turns to toss it aside, showing off the smooth bands of muscle on his sides that twist and turn into delicious divots and grooves of muscle over his flat stomach. A light dusting of hair trails from his navel and disappears under his waistline of his jeans. His jeans are low enough to show the grooves of his hips, which taper downward like an arrow pointing to a prize. I lick my lips and smile with anticipation. My heart races with excitement. “I’ve never slept with a boss before,” I titter.
“I’m not going to sleep with you. I’m going to fuck you until you don’t know what day it is,” he growls. He peels off his jeans, and his erection juts against the waistband of his boxers. He pulls them down and his thick hardness extends and slaps against his stomach. My eyes widen at the size of him. Reaching across me, he opens the end-table drawer to grab a condom. His arm is just over me, and I kiss and bite him with a playful smile while my other hand reaches for his erection. “I want to touch you.”
“You’re an animal.” He smiles at me. “And you will have to wait.” He leans over me and kisses my stomach before moving up my cleavage with a hot, wet trail from his mouth. “This is the beginning of a wonderful partnership, Annabelle.” His eyes are blazing with desire, and he caresses my mouth with his lips, pushing his tongue onto mine in a delicious and demanding kiss.
Straightening up, he opens the foil packet and slides the condom over his erection. His eyes lock onto mine while his hands glide over my hips. Pressing his long body to mine, he angles my hips and suddenly I feel the sharp pinching deep inside of me. Kalin exhales a deep growl of satisfaction before he begins a rhythmic movement that sends sharp sensations of pleasure bursting through me.
I look into his large brown eyes, aglow with pure pleasure and desire. They are mesmerizing, and he moves deeper into me, thrusting and groaning as an exquisite feeling stirs deep within me. I shift my hips with his and grab onto his arms to brace myself. My body quivers and I break into pieces under the fullness of him inside. Kalin continues pummeling me beneath his body. He cries out before he leans his forehead into mine. “Holy shit. Not in the contract,” he teases as he falls on his back beside me.
“Maybe I’m in for more than I bargained for.”
“Maybe you are. Annabelle, there’s no way I can work this closely with you without having you. You would drive me absolutely crazy with your sweet body. Now we can work together without having to be so…distracted.” His hands press over mine in a warm caress.
“I’m glad you invited me here. Where do we go from here?” I ask.
“We work together. We play together. And you learn the secrets of this business.”
“You would show me the secrets of running this business.”
“Yes, Annabelle, it’s why I hired you.”
Chapter Five
My body tenses as the blaring sounds of the city replace the peace and warmth that I have just experienced over the past several hours. I open the apartment door and find Lia asleep on the sofa. She looks so adorable, with her mouth slightly open and an e-reader loose in her hand against the cushions. She was probably worried about me and waiting up. A sense of appreciation rushes through me as I remove the device from her hand.
She shifts on the couch and snuggles toward the armrest. “Lia,” I whisper, brushing her hair away from her eyes.
She opens her eyes and slowly comes into herself. “Hey, Belle,” she says groggily. “What time is it?”
“It’s two in the morning. Get to bed,” I scold her.
She peers up at me and I smile at her.
“Oh, my God, Belle, wipe that smile off your face,” she says, pressing up from the couch.
“Shhh. Go to bed.”
“Oh, honey, I’m not going anywhere until you tell me all about what happened.” Lia stretches her arms in the air and smiles at me.
“Oh, God, Lia, it’s two in the morning. Can’t this wait until tomorrow morning?”
“No!” she says, suddenly bright and awake.
“I’m going to bed.”
“It’s okay, it’s written all over your face. You don’t have to say a thing.” She pouts. “How was he?”
I peek out from the bathroom before closing the door. “Wonderful. Now go to bed.”
The next morning, Lia has already made omelets, bacon, freshly squeezed orange juice, and coffee when I saunter into the kitchen. “Is it just me, or have we been eating better lately?” I tease while rubbing my eyes.
“It’s all you.” She smiles.
“God, can we first get the money before we spend it?” I sit down at the table, watching Lia bounce around the kitchen.
“Why? What’s the point? You’re obviously in good with Mr. Kalin Davis. I don’t think the check’s going to bounce.” She ambles around me and places an omelet in front of me from the hot skillet. I take sip of orange juice and smile at her.
“There’s that goofy grin again,” she says, looking at me sideways while she scoops up the bacon from the skillet. “This is healthy bacon. Turkey.” She slides it on my plate.
My eyes dart up at her and back to the plate as she serves me.
“Don’t worry. It tastes like the real thing.”
Lia prepares her plate and scoots in across the table from me.
“Now, my sweet, let’s have the details.”
I take a bite of the omelet. “Oh, my God, Lia. This is so good! Are you sure you want to be a nurse? Why don’t you become a chef?”
“Those are organic, farm-fresh eggs. Nothing but the best for us now,” she says with a gleam in her eye. “Now, stop stalling.” She takes a bite of the omelet and stares at me.
I take a sip of orange juice and avoid her gaze.
“Belle, I already know you did it. I saw the look on your face last night. So stop playing innocent. If I made it with a rich, gorgeous guy like that, I couldn’t wipe the smile off my face either. So what’d he do, tell you to screw him or you’re fired?”
“No.” I shake my head and purse my lips at her. “It just happened, you know. I mean, he was so sweet. From the moment I got there, it just kind of came together. He offered me a drink, and then we started talking about the job. The next thing I knew he was kissing my neck.”
“Sounds very sweet. Or more like sexual harassment,” she huffs.
“I’m not a lawyer, Lia, but I think sexual harassment entails unwanted sexual advances. With Kalin, it’s definitely not unwanted.” I grin.
“Or as a condition of employm
ent,” she scoffs between bites.
“He’s certainly not making sex a condition of employment,” I say, rolling my eyes. “Besides, why can’t he hire who he wants? He said he wants to be surrounded by people who inspire him.” I smile. “Shouldn’t he be allowed to do that?”
“I’m just saying, be careful with him. He could be dangerous. A predator.”
“He can stalk me anytime.”
We both snort in laughter. “So he’s hot. But that doesn’t mean he doesn’t have a screw loose.” She grimaces and takes a sip of orange juice.
“Lia, he runs a multi-billion-dollar advertising company. He outmaneuvered some of the best and brightest executives in the industry. I think he has his head on straight.” My tone is slightly miffed. “Besides, he knows what he’s doing. I mean, he obviously has an eye for what sells and how to sell it, including who to hire.” I pause between bites. “But with me, I still don’t know. I mean, he says he wants someone he can trust, and someone who inspires him. It’s a gut feeling. It’s not always a Harvard MBA,” I add defensively. “Besides, he hasn’t given me a reason not to trust him,” I add with a half-shrug. I take a sip of coffee and glance at Lia.
“So when are you getting your first paycheck?”
“This Friday I will have deposited into my bank account more money than I have ever seen in my life—fifty thousand dollars.”
“Holy shit, Belle.” Lia shakes her head in disbelief.
I look at her like a giddy schoolgirl. “I know! It’s so unbelievable.”
“Girl, sexual harassment or not, you better make that man happy.”
We burst into a fit of giggles. I wipe my eyes and reach for her hand. “Don’t think I’ve forgotten about how much I owe you, Lia. You saved my ass so many times, and I haven’t forgotten.”
Lia pats my hand and shrugs. “We’re always here for each other. That’s the only reason I bring this stuff up. You’re my best friend. I’m always looking out for you. Besides, I’m already spending your money.” She gives me a mischievous grin.
I take our plates to the sink. “The first day of work will certainly be interesting. When I walk through the office, they even look at me differently now. Before, I was just a nobody. Now I’m the marketing assistant to the CEO. Respect.” I smile.
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