Her CEO - Flora Ferrari Page 0,6
wet feeling he gives me in an instant.
“I probably shouldn’t hug the boss,” I murmur sheepishly, pulling myself away from him, but notice his hands still on me.
Glancing down, my breath catches as I see his straining crotch, that huge bulge of pure man meat standing fully erect through his pants as he makes a low sound in the back of his throat.
I should be shocked. I should tell him this is inappropriate, but the flush of heat I feel in my sex plus the tremor in my knees as I gasp at the sight of his thick hard on is enough to make me realize I want that more than any damned job.
“See what you do to me?” Eric says firmly, turning me to face him completely with his hands still on my hips.
I feel like a leaf in his hands, trembling and fragile, but there’s another part of me that wants him to touch me more, in other places. A part of me that wants to touch him too.
Still holding my hips, Eric stands up and pulls me closer to him. I don’t offer any resistance, and can only moan softly as I feel his hard body pressing into the softness of my own. My thick, pebbled nipples pressing into him as I look up, biting my lip, watching his face getting closer to mine.
I shiver as I feel my lips part, my eyes closing.
This is what a first kiss feels like.
Feeling the warmth of his mouth an inch from mine, I try not to gasp, try not to act like this is my first time kissing anyone.
But before I can even find out what it feels like, there’s a loud buzzing sound from Eric’s desk.
My eyes shoot open and I see his narrowing before they shift away from mine.
He loosens his grip a little and makes a disappointed sound, he whispers in my ear. “Hold that thought.” Before he picks up a handset from the half dozen on his desk.
He grunts into it, then after a moment, his brow cocks and he grunts again before hanging up.
“No rest for the wicked,” he mutters to himself, and I suddenly feel lost as his hands leave my body, his warmth and hardness moving away from me, across the room to the window.
Just as I start to feel awkward, the familiar anxiety creeping back in, Eric spins around and gives me another of his winning smiles.
“Sorry Alyson, duty calls. I need you to sit in on a meeting, a little pow-wow with Human Resources.”
My mood lifts, but only a little. The prospect of being thrown in the deep end sounded much better in theory than in reality.
“Sure,” I squeak, moving back to my seat, wishing I had some idea how to do whatever it is I’ve been hired to do.
The elevators behind him chime, and from where I sit I watch the not so smug now receptionist and the man from the lobby move awkwardly in, taking the two seats next to me as Eric sits like a boss, his fingertips steepled and his eyes closed.
“Ms. Bennet was hired unofficially by me to apply for a job here. Her report on her findings, so far is less than stellar,” Eric says in a deep, commanding voice. His eyes pulse open and after they settle on me with satisfaction, they move to the other two and get more serious.
“Here at Chambers, we’ve gotten where we are by doing things right. By being the best,” he continues. I hear the man, Sloane gulp and Cynthia the receptionist looks dreamily at Eric, making my blood start to boil. If I knew better, I’d know what was coming but it totally shocks me.
“Sloane, you can empty your desk, go home. Tomorrow you start in the mail room if you want to keep your employment here.”
I feel my jaw drop, then my brow creases. I didn’t want to be the cause of anybody…
“Cynthia, you’ll be leaving us. I’ll personally see that your severance payment and anything due to you is arranged today. You’re free to go home now, which I’d prefer and recommend.”
Eric finger’s hovering over a button on his phone handset, which he shifts once Cynthia stands up and clips out of his office without saying a word.
I watch her get into the elevator, thinking about how quickly things have turned around in just a few minutes, I don’t feel like giving her a nasty little wave like she did to me.
But I don’t