“Caroline, please see yourself out.” Ryan ordered. Fear crept up my spine, oh shit...now I did it. I shoved it away though, I wasn’t about to show fear to this man. Not when I now had the upper hand.
Caroline looked to me and then back at Ryan, my guess was that she was trying to decide if it was safe to leave me alone with this angry man or not. In the end she must have decided it was. Without a word she slipped out the door we just barged through, leaving me alone with my new boss and his hard cock.
The second Caroline was out of the room, door firmly closed, Ryan was on me like a hawk claiming it’s prey and I was going to be trapped against the wall. Instinctively I took a step back, trying to figure out what I had gotten myself into and how to quickly get out of it.
This entire day has been a mistake. I should of never confided in Sadie. Think Chloe, think!!
“This is your fault!” He growled between clenched teeth, one hand holding his pants up while the other landed against the wall behind me. I should have been scared, but instead I was angry. Hell I could say even livid, that this man was blaming me for getting caught beating off. Like I controlled his cock or something. It wasn't my hand firmly wrapped around his length when we walked in.
“No. It’s yours.” I shoved one of my fingers firmly against his strong, broad, sexy as hell chest. The action though simple, seemed to be the one thing that pushed him over the edge. There was a lustful look in his eyes, and before I could even utter another word, his lips were slamming against mine with so much intensity I was sure we were going to break through the wall and expose ourselves to the rest of the staff.
“Those feisty fucking lips of yours, taste just as good as I imagined they would.” His voice vibrated through me and my pussy contracted involuntarily, waiting to be taken by this beast of a man.
Holy fuck...was I really that turned on by this asshole? Enough that I would let him take me on his desk or better yet against the wall?
“Don’t kiss me again!” I swiped my hand over my lips catching the amusement in his eyes as I did so. Who did this fucker think he was, kissing me like that? God of all the vagina in the nation? Please...
“You liked it, I can tell. I bet if I slipped a finger deep inside that cunt of yours I would find that you were drenched for me and from nothing more than a simple kiss.” He quipped. A smile lingered on his lips that made my heart thump loudly in my chest. God those dirty words coming from his mouth made me even wetter. He was right about one thing, my panties were soaked but it wasn’t the kiss that did it for me. No, it was watching him stroke himself off. Watching him get caught in the act. Seeing him pleasure himself like that.
It didn’t matter though, not that he made my heart race or my blood pressure rise with just one look. It didn’t matter that he made me so wet without even touching me. No. All that mattered was that he kissed me, and as far as he would ever know, I didn’t want him to.
“You’re disgusting.” I spat the words at him. He leaned into my face, his lips mere inches from mine. I could smell his expensive cologne in the air and feel his hot breath against my cheek. God, why did he have to smell so fucking good? Look so good? Hell even his lips felt good covering mine, even if it was just for a second. A second I would think about for a lifetime.
“Keep pretending that you don’t want me as much as I want you. You might be able to fool yourself but you can’t fool me. I saw the look you had in your eyes earlier. The lustful stare…” A blush crept up my face and focused on my cheeks. “Since the second you walked into this office, with your perky tits and red hot lips, my fucking cock has been stiffer than ever. The thought of bending you over my desk, your full round ass up in the air, while your pussy is wet and glistening just for me, begging for me to take you….” Omg...I can feel my face getting hot, my breathing getting heavy just by picturing what he’s describing. The achy need between my legs is getting stronger but I know I need to keep my cool and ignore it. I can’t let him see how much his words are affecting me.
“You were jacking off because of me?” I couldn’t hide the astonishment from my voice as the truth finally dawned on me. This man was more fucked up than I had originally thought. And for some twisted, fucking reason that turned me on even more. Knowing that he was thinking about me while stroking himself, dear Lord.
“Not because of you sweetheart, but because I want you and I know I can’t have you. ” He traced my bottom lip with one of his fingers and then released the hold he had on his pants with the other. I could feel the hard bulge of his erection against my torso as he loomed above me. He had to be close to six foot two or taller.