when she does that.
It’s almost eleven p.m and as much as I hate having to send her home, she
needs to sleep and be rested for tomorrow. It’s a big day for her, but I know
she’ll nail it.The Board would be idiots not to accept her proposal. It’s the next
logical step in bringing Knight Media into the future.
“Cass, I think it’s time we hit the road,” I tell her. “It’s pretty late.”
Her head whips in my direction. “Huh?”
I chuckle. She’s so lost in her own head that she didn’t even hear me talking to
her.
“It’s late, we should probably call it a night so that you can get some sleep.”
“Okay,” she replies, stretching her arms above her head. She makes a slight
noise, almost like a moan, and my cock stirs behind the zipper of my slacks.
She bends to slip her heels back onto her feet and I get the most magnificent
view of her ass. Holy fuck. My mouth goes a little dry, and my body freezes. It
feels like she’s teasing me, flaunting her curves. I want nothing more than to
slide that skirt over her hips and take her from behind while she’s leaning on
the arm of my sofa for support.
I shake the vision from my mind. She’ll take one look at the bulge in my pants
and know what I’m thinking.
Within ten minutes she’s ready to go. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she says, giving
me small smile.
“Wait, let me take you home.”
“No, that’s okay, thank you. It’s out of your way.”
I frown. “You’re not walking home, Cassey. I’ll have my driver drop you off.”
“I’ll get a cab,” she says adamantly. “I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
Is this girl insane? What kind of man would I be if I allowed her to hail a cab
and travel home alone at this time of night? My mother would skin me alive.
“No, you won’t. You’ll let my driver take you home. It’s not up for negotiation,
nor is it an inconvenience.”
Cassey bites her lip, and I can tell she’s fighting the urge to argue with me.
We’ve done that a lot this past week, and every time she argues with me, I envision what the angry hate sex would be like between us. I’ve wondered if she
would like having her hair pulled, and if she’ll bite me. I imagine she would,
despite giving off the innocent vibe.
“If you’re sure,” she relents.
I smile, and do a mental fist pump. Small victories and all that. “Let’s go then.”
I switch everything off and we walk out, making our way to the elevators.
The air between us crackles in the small enclosed space and I clench my fist to
stop myself from pushing the emergency stop button, just so that I can have
her up against the wall of the elevator, moaning into my mouth. My cock
hardens and I shift. Being in a car with her is suddenly a very bad idea. But it’s
too late now. The elevator dings and we walk in silence until I lead her to the
black town car waiting at the curb.
I open the door or her and she slides in, moving a little further away from me
than I would like. As the car pulls way, Cassey gives Charles, my driver, her
address. It’s only a ten minute drive, but those minutes feel longer. She fidgets
with her hands and I love closer, wrapping both her hands in one of mine.
She startles, and I don’t if it’s because she’s surprised or if it’s because she also
felt the zing of electricity that passed from my hand to hers.
“You’re going to be great tomorrow, don’t worry,” I reassure her.
Her smile is nervous. “I hope so.”
Just then, the car comes to a stop outside her apartment building. My hand
holds hers for a while longer, my desire to maintain contact winning out over
the need to let her leave. “Um…” Cassey shifts, looking a little uncomfortable.
“Thank you, for all your help.”
Her eyes drop to our hands and I see the indecision on her face. She can’t decide if this is okay or not, if this kind of contact between an employee and her
boss - although I don’t see her as my employee - is acceptable or stepping
It’s almost eleven p.m and as much as I hate having to send her home, she
needs to sleep and be rested for tomorrow. It’s a big day for her, but I know
she’ll nail it.The Board would be idiots not to accept her proposal. It’s the next
logical step in bringing Knight Media into the future.
“Cass, I think it’s time we hit the road,” I tell her. “It’s pretty late.”
Her head whips in my direction. “Huh?”
I chuckle. She’s so lost in her own head that she didn’t even hear me talking to
her.
“It’s late, we should probably call it a night so that you can get some sleep.”
“Okay,” she replies, stretching her arms above her head. She makes a slight
noise, almost like a moan, and my cock stirs behind the zipper of my slacks.
She bends to slip her heels back onto her feet and I get the most magnificent
view of her ass. Holy fuck. My mouth goes a little dry, and my body freezes. It
feels like she’s teasing me, flaunting her curves. I want nothing more than to
slide that skirt over her hips and take her from behind while she’s leaning on
the arm of my sofa for support.
I shake the vision from my mind. She’ll take one look at the bulge in my pants
and know what I’m thinking.
Within ten minutes she’s ready to go. “I’ll see you tomorrow,” she says, giving
me small smile.
“Wait, let me take you home.”
“No, that’s okay, thank you. It’s out of your way.”
I frown. “You’re not walking home, Cassey. I’ll have my driver drop you off.”
“I’ll get a cab,” she says adamantly. “I don’t want to inconvenience you.”
Is this girl insane? What kind of man would I be if I allowed her to hail a cab
and travel home alone at this time of night? My mother would skin me alive.
“No, you won’t. You’ll let my driver take you home. It’s not up for negotiation,
nor is it an inconvenience.”
Cassey bites her lip, and I can tell she’s fighting the urge to argue with me.
We’ve done that a lot this past week, and every time she argues with me, I envision what the angry hate sex would be like between us. I’ve wondered if she
would like having her hair pulled, and if she’ll bite me. I imagine she would,
despite giving off the innocent vibe.
“If you’re sure,” she relents.
I smile, and do a mental fist pump. Small victories and all that. “Let’s go then.”
I switch everything off and we walk out, making our way to the elevators.
The air between us crackles in the small enclosed space and I clench my fist to
stop myself from pushing the emergency stop button, just so that I can have
her up against the wall of the elevator, moaning into my mouth. My cock
hardens and I shift. Being in a car with her is suddenly a very bad idea. But it’s
too late now. The elevator dings and we walk in silence until I lead her to the
black town car waiting at the curb.
I open the door or her and she slides in, moving a little further away from me
than I would like. As the car pulls way, Cassey gives Charles, my driver, her
address. It’s only a ten minute drive, but those minutes feel longer. She fidgets
with her hands and I love closer, wrapping both her hands in one of mine.
She startles, and I don’t if it’s because she’s surprised or if it’s because she also
felt the zing of electricity that passed from my hand to hers.
“You’re going to be great tomorrow, don’t worry,” I reassure her.
Her smile is nervous. “I hope so.”
Just then, the car comes to a stop outside her apartment building. My hand
holds hers for a while longer, my desire to maintain contact winning out over
the need to let her leave. “Um…” Cassey shifts, looking a little uncomfortable.
“Thank you, for all your help.”
Her eyes drop to our hands and I see the indecision on her face. She can’t decide if this is okay or not, if this kind of contact between an employee and her
boss - although I don’t see her as my employee - is acceptable or stepping
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