"You're late", Jason says the minute I walk across the office to his desk. I never truly got to see his appearance earlier but this man is beautiful. His hair is slicked back and his physique suits the suit he was currently wearing well. He's sleeves rolled up and his eyes focused on his laptop as his hands type away on the keyboard. Damn. "By a minute, the minute I took to get up here and walk through those doors", I say pointing to the doors leading in and out of his office. He looks up at my showcase of mild attitude and stares into my eyes, his eyes full of amusement. "Snarky for someone who didn't have a job a month ago nor a car for that matter", he says, playfulness dancing in his eyes as he relaxes back into his chair. "Pretty cocky for someone who told me he offered me this job and that car for my talents and a bit of charity work", I say, putting the files he asked me to complete and finalize yesterday on his desk and sauntering over to my side of the office. Feeling his eyes on me I could feel my mischievous tendencies pushing through my innocent facade but ultimately winning as I sit on my chair, crossing my legs and staring him dead in the eye. "You should stop staring at my ass Jason, it's very inappropriate".
His eyes light up at the assumption and his shoulders relax further as a smirk places itself across his face. "I would never do such a thing unless you would want me to", he lets his eyes travel across my body from my lips to where the desk hides the rest. "Why in the world would I want you to?" I ask holding eye contact and proposing a challenge. This is what I missed. The teasing and playful banter. This is what I meant by saying I missed his presence, I felt free and I could genuinely smile. He made me smile and I couldn't let that go. Am I using him? Probably but it's harmless, right? I listen to my thoughts as I watch him slowly stand from his chair and approach me cool and confidently. He stops just in front of my desk and leans on it with both hands facing me. He keeps eye contact and I feel my body heat up. The way he's looking at me sends shivers down my spine and causes me to feel a light sweat start to arise. I keep eye contact because I love a challenge and something about him taking the challenge head-on causes me to slightly rub my thighs together. " Because you would need me... urgently", I lean my face closer in cocky confidence as I slightly feel my facade start to falter but I fight through it. Fight through the lust that fills my body as his eyes move to my lips, subtly licking his own. He turns me on so much I can't think so I sit there with stark confidence letting the lust-filled desires travel through my veins and blood vessels. I wanted to look away but I couldn't, I could see it too. The subtle want that swarms his eyes, trying to keep it back, trying to keep it contained, and I can't help but wonder what it would be like if he unleashed all those desires in a more appropriate setting.
"I'll play your little game, why would I need you?" I ask genuinely curious about his answer. I watch him walk around my desk in a slowness that burns. My mind losing its cool and my heart frantic, I watch him as his proximity tantalizes me, he places his one hand behind my back on my chair barely touching me, and his other hand on the desk as he leans into the crook of my neck, closer to my ear. I feel his breathing fanning my neck and I gasp from the contact and keep my eyes in front of me, not wanting to see his lips centimeters away from mine. "What I have to offer is not to be played with. The first time will be addicting and by the time I'm finished with you, you won't know anything better", he leans away from me and I quickly turn to face him. I was bewildered and I'm sure my face showed my bewilderment due to the smirk widening on his face. He pulls my chair closer to him and his face is inches from mine. He slowly licks his lips and my eyes dart to the movement. Noticing this he brings his face even closer, causing us to be a breath apart. "I promise", those being his final words he straightens his posture, and there's a knock on the door. "Come in", he says, voice melodic and velvet as Jonathon walks into the room catching us in a heated staring contest. I'm flustered and horny. 3 points Jason. Fucking tease.
"I hope I'm not interrupting anything", Jonathon innocently says as he walks across the room to the chairs situated in front of Jason's desk. "Not at all, just letting her know what's awaiting her now that we are well acquainted, she needs to continue working hard and she'll be well rewarded", of course, I catch the double meaning in his words and I can't even look him in the eyes as I smile. I fucking smile. "Mr. Osbourne pushes us all to our limits and it's what makes us great and one of the best companies internationally, he makes sure we are well rewarded for our efforts and possibly too tired to stand on our own two feet from all the work he makes us do", he laughs turning to face Jason in admiration. "but it's all worth it in the end", oblivious, Jonathon makes matters worse as Jason catches my eyes and subtly smirks at me. Damn it. "I make sure those who please me greatly are well taken care of", he says smiling innocently, but there's hardly any innocence in what is implied by those words. I feel my body excited as I apply a little more pressure using my thighs.
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Hidden Desires
RomanceJason pays a visit to Lyla's school to collect on the debt the school owes and in doing so, he meets Lyla. Sparks fly between the two but Jason cannot tell her his occupation, fearful she may leave him. Lyla has a secret of her own that she is not w...