by J. L. Beck
She was shapely, and the exact type of woman I liked to fuck. I didn’t like those stick thin women. I liked full women with a nice set of hips to hold onto while I pounded into them from behind. Yeah, this was going to be a problem, a big fucking problem.
“Hi, Mr. Nelson.” Oh sweet fucking Jesus my cock grew harder than steel as soon as she spoke. The large bulge now pressed uncomfortably against my slacks. Mr. Nelson? Oh hell no, Mr. Nelson was my father. I was Ryan Nelson playboy extraordinaire, and the man who could make you cum within seconds or so Cosmo Magazine said. I was a celebrity in some ways.
I swallowed around the lump in my throat and tried to discreetly adjust myself before my new employee realized just how turned on she made me. Fuck, I needed to remember that I was a fucking CEO of a multi-billion dollar company and that I didn’t get tongue tied over sexy women like Chloe, but that I also certainly didn’t pop boners like a sixteen year old boy that couldn’t control himself.
“Call me Ryan. Mr. Nelson is my father.” I hid the aggression from my voice, and desire to strip her bare and take her right here on my desk. Chloe tipped her chin up and down in understanding, her bangs moving against her forehead as she did so.
Looking over at Cameron the smirk on his face couldn’t be missed. That fucker. He knew exactly what it was that he was doing bringing her into my office. This sexy little damsel in distress as he claimed her to be. The fucking asshole knew the moment I saw her I wouldn’t be able to change my mind or go back on what I said. I had played right into his fucking hand.
“Ryan…” Cameron coughed hiding his laughter under it. I was totally going to kick his ass for leading the lamb right into the lion’s den.
“Thank you so much for this. You have no idea how much it means to me. I’m forever grateful Mr… I mean Ryan.” The words came out all at once, as she wrung her hands together nervously. I narrowed my eyes at Cameron once more giving him a look that said he owed me.
“Believe me sweetheart, it’s my pleasure.” Fuck me sideways. I needed to not say pleasure in her presence. The way her eyes lit up as I spoke basically gave me the indication she thought I was a God. It also meant that it wouldn’t take much effort to have her naked and beneath me.
“Alright…” Cameron cleared his throat taking a step back. “I’m going to go, and let you two get acquainted with each other. Let me know if you need anything, Chloe. I’ll get in touch with you next week Ryan. Maybe we can meet up for a beer or two…?” He didn’t linger not even for one second. Instead he slipped from the room as if he was never here to begin with. Leaving me alone with a boner, and a very attractive woman.
God, save me from making an ass of myself right now.
All I could do was stand there against my desk and stare at the sweet little lamb that Cameron had all but shoved at me. I squeezed my eyes closed in frustration. I needed to get my shit together before I did something stupid.
What, like fuck her? My subconscious knew me well.
“Are… are you okay?” Her voice was smooth, and sweet, so fucking sweet. I knew nothing about her except that I wanted her. God did I ever fucking want her.
I pinched the bridge of my nose. Get your fucking shit together Nelson!
“I’m fine.” I informed her rather harshly, a frantic look formed in those deep blue depths of hers. I was a dick. I should call Cameron right now and make him come and get her before it was too late. Before the lion sunk his teeth into her skin and tasted her blood.
I stared at her wondering what the hell I was going to do with her next. It was as I was staring at her that I noticed white teeth sinking into her ruby red bottom lip. How was it even possible that my cock grew harder in my slacks?
“Caroline!” I growled as I slammed a finger down on the phone directly next to me. I could feel the fear rolling off of Chloe in waves each one hitting me harder than the next and I wanted to be sorry for hurting her already but I couldn’t be. Not when I wanted to fuck the sweetness right out of her after only knowing her for all of five minutes. I needed her gone, at least for a couple of hours.
“Yes… Yes sir?” Caroline stumbled over her words through the receiver.
“Please come and get our newest hire Chloe and show her around the office. When you’re finished with that take her to HR and get her the new hire forms to fill out.” Good that should keep her busy and out of my way for a while.
I couldn’t take my eyes off of Chloe’s red lips; the desire to nibble at them was nearly consuming me. I could feel my body pulling me in her direction, needing to get closer to her at any expense.
“Of course sir.” Caroline gulped before her line of the phone went dead. I placed the phone back on the receiver and averted my eyes to anywhere but Chloe’s.
When Caroline walked in a moment later, after what seemed to be an eternity but couldn’t have been longer than a few seconds, relief flooded my veins. I could feel the heat of Chloe’s stare against my skin, the anger she was radiating was palpable and I wasn’t even looking at her. When I finally did look up at her just as she was leaving the office I saw a small trace of sadness fill her features.
You’re a douche bag.
“Fuck!” I swore as I tipped my head back and took in a deep breath of air. When I stepped foot into my office today I didn’t think it could be any worse than a bunch of paperwork and meetings. Little did I fucking know a beautiful temptress named Chloe would come walking into my life, kicking me in the balls, and taking my breath away. I couldn’t fuck my assistant, but I wanted too, hell I almost needed too.
“Deep breaths, Nelson. You’ve got this. You are the boss and you run this shit, not your dick.” I gave myself a pep talk as I stepped back behind my desk and delved into the stack of paperwork that I needed to review all while images of the alluring Chloe played in the back of my mind on repeat.
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