Page 7 of CEO's Baby Scandal
“Emily, I wasn’t expecting you. Where’s Jill?” He rose and buttoned his jacket as he stood there watching me fumble with the tissues.
“Uh, Jill called in sick, so Olivia said I’m yours for the day.” I shrugged and turned back to the mess. It would take several tissues to clean the puddle off the floor, and the carpet would likely be stained. I was on all fours, pressing the tissues into the soggy area rug when I heard Daniel whistle a long, drawn out shrill.
I stopped and looked back over my shoulder at him. He was staring at my ass with eyes wide open, practically drooling.
“You’re, uh… I’m.” He stumbled with his words, and I snickered. He was blushing, and I was feeling a bit saucy this morning.
“You like the view or something?” I knew it was wrong to flirt with him, but I couldn’t help myself. We’d had lunch several times, always skirting the obvious sexual tension between us. He’d made comments about seeing if we “fit” together, which I had played along with.
I kept soaking the mess up with tissues and let him enjoy looking at me. I didn’t see the harm in his enjoying the way my body looked. We had already discussed getting to know each other better, and with the things I’d learned so far, I knew I really liked him. So when I stood to retrieve more tissues, I made sure to really give him something to gawk at. I stood slowly, rising to my feet and ensuring I remained bent over right in front of him for a few seconds.
“Now you’re just teasing me.”
I grinned at his comment, but my back was to him, so I forced my face into a placid expression and turned around to toss the soiled tissues in the trash before reaching for more. “I’m not teasing. I’m just cleaning up a mess I made.” I shrugged and plucked a few more tissues from the box. “I don’t tease.” Iwinked at him and headed back for the mess, offering him the same view as when I rose.
“God, woman, you’re driving me mad. If you aren’t teasing me, then either follow through or?—”
“Or leave you alone?” I asked cheekily. This time, I didn’t bother dropping to my knees at all. I stood bent over, pressing the tissues into the carpet. I heard his chair roll across the floor, and I stood to see what he was doing.
“Are you saying you’re not teasing me because you intend to follow through?” He rounded the end of his desk and approached me, and I froze. The game of cat and mouse was exhilarating, but I didn’t know if I was actually ready to follow through. Not in his office, anyway. I had thought about it, even had a dirty dream about him last week, but right here, right now?
“I, uh…”
He reached out and rested his hand on my hip, and my body shivered with excitement. I thought we were just flirting a little, some banter, a bit of back and forth. Not this. My tongue stuck to the roof of my mouth. I’d only had sex with one person in my life. I had nothing to offer him, and what if he hated it because I was so inexperienced?
“So you were just teasing me?” His other hand rested on my other hip, and he pulled me against his body. His dick was hard, pressing against my thigh.
“No, sir. I most definitely was not teasing.” I licked my lips and rested my hands on his shoulders, tissues conveniently fluttering toward the floor. “I, uh… I just didn’t expect you to make a move here, in your office, with Olivia just down the hall.”
“No one enters my office unless I invite them in.” His eyes devoured me, drinking me in and forcing my blood pressure higher by the second. “And now I’m just waiting for an invitation from you, because I want to be in you.”
My vagina ached so badly to let him in. “But sir, we’re in your office. The door isn’t locked. What if someone knocks?”
“Then we don’t answer.” His thumbs dug into my hips and his pelvis ground against me.
“You’re serious? You want to have sex with me right here? Right now?” I swallowed hard, waiting to hear him say the words.
“Do you want to?” His eyebrows rose, and he stared me in the eyes.
“I… uh…” I licked my lips again. “Yes, I actually do, very much so, sir.”
“You like the idea of fucking your boss in his office?”
My heart raced as I found him applying pressure against me, pushing me backward toward the sofa in the corner of his office. I slowly backed up, nearly stumbling when my heel got caught in the same damn spot on the carpet. The shoe came off, and I kicked off the other. He was so much taller than me.
“If I say yes, is that a deal breaker?” I gripped the lapels of his coat as his hands searched the back of my dress for the zipper.
“Hell no. I think it’s hot. You be the naughty assistant, and I’ll be the demanding boss.” He winked, and I felt his hand draw down my back, unzipping the dress and exposing my flesh to the chill of the air-conditioning.
My body was on fire. The banter was so hot, I’d come just from his voice. “Yes, sir.” I lowered my arms as he pulled my dress down over my shoulders, and I was thankful I’d worn my good bra to work today. His eyes feasted on my chest, plump, round breasts peeping out of the lacy black bra. “You like what you see, sir?”
“Fuck yes, I do.”
I pushed the dress over my hips and let it fall to the floor, taking my panties with it. Daniel tore his suit coat off and undid the fly of his pants. “Sit now,” he ordered, and I obeyed. Theleather of the sofa was cool on my skin, and I thought for sure Daniel was going to ask me to suck him. So when he dropped to his knees with his hard dick out, ready to fuck me on the edge of the sofa with practiced ease, I wondered how many secretaries he had banged this way.
I spread my legs, and he crawled right up to me, stroking himself as he drooled over my chest. “Want to see more?” I asked him, reaching for my bra clasp, and he nodded. I unhooked it and pushed the straps off my shoulders. It fell behind me on the cushion, and his free hand instantly grabbed my right breast. “Have anything else I can do for you today, sir?”
“Yeah, touch yourself so I can watch.”