Standing behind my desk, with the papers before me, I was ready to sign them. However, I found myself playing with the pen in my hand, unable to draw my eyes to the document.
The upcoming real estate project I was working on just needed a signature. But I was too distracted to do it. Something about the woman in the front of my office drew me in. Her fuller figure in the suit she wore made my mouth water. Her dark blond hair was pinned in a messy bun framing her face with a couple of strands. It seemed to highlight her dark caramel eyes.
Her skin was so smooth it looked like silk, and I burned to touch her. No, I reprimanded myself as I tried looking down at the paper. She’s your PA. Get a grip, I told myself. Then, as if she could read my mind, she came towards me. Swaying her lovely hips as she entered my office, I swallowed hard.
She was like a vision out of a wet dream that came to haunt me. Entering my mind, I saw her sitting on the sofa for an interview. She would lean back, take out the pins holding up her hair, and shake them loose.
I felt sweat running down my spine. Sitting forward, she would place her hands on her knees and open her legs slowly. My mouth filled with spit as I imagined her wearing no underwear, her primed flower blooming at me.
“Excuse me,” I heard her saying from across my desk.
Shaking my head, I tried to clear the images still rolling around. This wasn’t making any sense to me. In the first place, she wasn’t my type. I preferred strangers I picked up in bars. I liked my women flirty, pliant, and into casual sex.
This woman wasn’t like that. She looked like a woman focused on her career, focused on stability. The way she stood, dressed, and carried herself spoke volumes. She looked like the type who would want more. I didn’t want attachments that could interfere. Or one that would end up pulling me from my secret, dangerous life. I wanted that life!
Swallowing, I wiped my mouth as I glanced at her. I hoped she didn’t see me drooling. Her smile was dazzling, but her breasts had drawn my attention.
I watched as she came to stand beside me. She glided her hand across the edge of the desk as she leaned in. Grinning at me, she spoke in a soft tone. “I’m Zhen, your PA. I just wanted to introduce myself as you came in. But you ignored me. Your brutish attitude does not play well. It is something people will measure you by.”
Who did she think she was talking to me like that? Grabbing her hand, I pulled it off my desk and gently pushed her back as I replied. “Please don’t! Step back.” I could hear the irritation coming through in my tone. But I was annoyed with myself for finding her so alluring.
“You wanted a PA, didn’t you?” she spat back with ferocity in her tone.
She was a spunky one. I felt sure the Chernykhs had sent her to challenge and spy on me. Clearing my throat, I knew I had to keep this professional. “Yes,” I said shortly, pulling the form closer and finally signing it.
My body was betraying me as I stepped closer to her. I yearned to reach out and touch her silky-smooth skin. Her plump lips were inviting mine, and I unconsciously licked them.
Zhen smiled as she took another step back. “So, then,” she said, glancing out the window. “I have come in to introduce myself and share some ideas I have with you,” she added softly.
“Ideas?” I asked, shaking my head and trying to get a grip on the heat flooding my body. Why was I battling to control my emotions? My eyes moved from her lips to her breasts again.
She looked so damn good. I found my way back to her face as she cleared her throat. “Yes, I have ideas to share. I know a little about the industry and have studied estate planning along with marketing as a hobby. You know, on the sideline while finishing school.”
I was truly impressed, but just nodded in response. I didn’t want to look like a fool. “Okay, sure, talk to me then,” I replied. Sitting down in my chair, I waited patiently as she walked around my desk to stand on the other side.
Zhen placed a folder down before me and opened it. My mind went whirling as a sweet, rosy odor filled the air. Closing my eyes, I saw the image of her on the couch again.
“Are you going to look at it?” she asked suddenly. I could hear the irritation in her tone.
Glancing at her, I smiled. I hadn’t realized I was keeping my eyes closed for so long that she noticed. My mind drifted to a wonderful place where I could do all kinds of things to her. I followed her outstretched arm down to where her hand lay flat on my desk.
From this angle, her breasts were even more prominent. My gaze moved back up and settled on the inviting curves blossoming between the material of the top she wore.
“My eyes are up here,” she huffed as she pulled her arm back and straightened her stance. Zhen folded her arms across her chest, glaring at me. I found it hard to look at her as my eyes settled back on those amazing curves. Yet, her sassiness made my blood boil. She seemed to be a fire starter.
Finally, looking up at her face, I saw that her head was turned slightly to one side. I couldn’t help but grin. Her serious expression and pouting lips made me want to rise and kiss her. “Hello,” she spat. “Are you at least going to say something?”
Inhaling slowly, I tried to pull my mind back from the couch. “Sorry,” I said softly. “This has not been one of my smoothest mornings. If I offended you in any way, I do apologize.”
I got up and walked around to the front of my desk. “Please sit down and explain to me,” I said, pulling the folder closer and placing it down before her. I waited for her to sit before I continued. “I’m sorry, please, explain your ideas to me.”
As she pulled the file closer, I placed my hand on her back. I swallowed hard as my heart sprang out of the gates, racing from a single touch. Pulling back swiftly, I shoved both my hands into my pant pockets. I had to constrain them from reaching out.
I stared at the papers as she started to talk about her ideas. However, I didn’t hear a word she was saying. Every time she glanced at me, I simply nodded in agreement. I also smiled, trying to assure her I was listening.
If she noticed how uneasy she made me or the distraction she was, she would surely not let it go. I didn’t dare show her how much of an impact she had on me. As she was finishing up, she smiled broadly. She seemed in her element and overly excited.
Once she was done, she closed the file, stood up, and placed her hand on my chest as she spoke. “So, what do you think?”
Our eyes met and simultaneously traveled down to her hand. My chest felt like it was on fire as her heat radiated through my shirt. Looking back up at each other, Zhen pulled her hand back. I watched as she pushed a strand of hair that fell forward behind her ear.
I stepped back, needing to put some distance between us. My mind kept telling me to keep it professional, yet my body was crying out to get closer. There was a war inside me. Soon, it would send me climbing walls if I didn’t get a grip on them.
Relief filled me as I watched her pick up the file and pull it to her chest. “I hope you can now see that I am right for this job and will allow me to prove it,” she said, smiling. She pushed one hip out, placing her hand on it as she waited for me to respond.
Clearing my throat, I prayed my voice wouldn’t betray my feelings as I replied. “I hear you. Let’s see how things go, okay?”
“So, is there anything specific you would like me to start with?” she added, stepping closer.
Moving to the side, I walked back around my desk as I responded. There should be a list on your desk. Have a look at the projects we are currently busy with.” Looking up, I noticed she had followed me.
She extended her hand, holding it out towards me. “Thank you,” she said. I stood looking at her hand for a moment, unsure if I wanted to shake it. “I don’t bite. Plus, we’re going to be working together, so let’s not make this uncomfortable again.”
Reaching out slowly, I shook her hand. Her skin was warm and silky soft. I didn’t want to let go. I wanted to pull her closer and feel the rest of her. I could feel her pulling back before snapping out of my thoughts again.
I let go and sat down, glancing at the papers on my desk. I was in desperate need of something to take my mind off her. Out of the corner of my eye, I noticed her turning and heading for the door.
Glancing up, I watched her hips sway as she left and went to her desk. I told myself that I was only entranced because I hadn’t been with a woman in some time. It would blow over. I just had to find some time to get out a bit more. To get some release from the strain of this work.
Sitting down, I inhaled slowly, calming my boiling blood. It would never work. She was only here to ensure I colored between the lines.
