Law Of Attraction

Ch.8

The next few days are like a big grey blur. She loves her job she really does but she feels tense everyday as if she's constantly being watched but also feeling alone. She just gets her work done and leaves. Luckily Mr. Johnson doesn't speak to her much Although part of her wishes he did. Someone clears their throat and she looks up to see those gorgeous blue eyes. He stands in her doorway with a file in his hands.

"Ehem. I need you to look over these and make sure we have everything we need for the trial next week" He's avoiding eye contact and she frowns.

"Leave it on the table next to you I'll get to it before I leave"

He nods awkwardly and turns to leave. He hesitates as if he is gonna say something but decides against it and leaves. Candace sighs.

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"He's playing hardball Candy" Stacy said sipping a glass of wine while Candace ranted to her.

"I swear he's an enigma"

Stacy rolls her eyes. "He's a guy they do weird shit. What you gotta do is fight fire with fire. Force him to pick a personality. Preferably the sexy dad one"

Candace groaned. "I don't know what to do. I want to be mad at him yet want to jump his bones at the same time."

Stacy smirked. "I have an idea."

Candace looked at her best friend suspiciously.

"What kind of idea?"

Stacy gets up and runs to her closet a minute later she comes back.

"Here throw this on."

"This is so stupid" she mumbles slipping on the short pencil skirt Stacy gave her.

"Just show a little more skin and he'll be putty in your hands whether at work or not. Also you'll need heels. Red ones"

Candace slipped on her ruby red pumps and put her hair up in a ponytail.

"Make sure to find the perfect moment to take your ponytail down and swing your hair around Trust me guys like that."

She sighs and leaves for work. No way this would work. She got in a little early and went straight to her office. She works normally until there is a knock on her door. Her eyes widened and she stands up briskly.

"Okay Candace be cool" she says stepping in front of her desk and sitting on the edge of it pretending to be reading a file.

"Come in" She says and the door opens.

"Candace do you know where the case file is for- Whoa! Look at you!"

Her eyes widened when it isn't Jeremy it is Kevin. He is looking at her with a knowing smirk.

"Oh! Um Kevin hi. I was just um reading what did you need?" His smirk doesn't leave his face he looks to the side and his smirk gets bigger

"Never mind it can wait."

With that he walks away and she let out a breath before instantly tensing back up when Jeremy stands in her doorway.

"Ms.Flyn I need-"

Now it's her turn to smirk as his voice haults. She composed herself and sits on the edge of her desk crossing one leg over the other.

"Yes?"  She asks enjoying watching the look on his face.

His eyes rake over her legs and finally meet her eyes and she fans herself.

"Wow it's so warm in here, is the heat on?." She says.

She then grabs the band of her ponytail and pulls at it releasing her hair around her shoulders as she shakes it out. She hears him let out a strangled groan before hearing her door close. She smiles. Mission accomplished.
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For the next few days she repeats something like this. Short skirts and low cut tops.  The occasional pencil drop and the bend to get it. Jeremy has bite marks all over his pencils as a result of holding himself back. Friday night Candace is packing up her stuff getting ready to go home for the weekened when she hears her office door open and close. She turns around and gasp.

"Mr. Johnson"

He had this look in his eyes that she can't quite read but it sends a tingle down her spine. He walks towards her and she begins to back up.

"M-Mr. Johnson?"

He says nothing but continues towards her until her back is against the wall. His arms are on either side of her head pressed against the wall and he closes his eyes. As if trying to contain himself. When he opens them she gasp at how dark they were.

"Mr.-" she is shushed by his finger on her lips.

"Don't." He says.

"You're playing with me" he says lowly. 

Candace blushes. "I don't know what your talking-"

He cuts her off again.

"You've been teasing me all week what is this supposed to accomplish? What makes you think I won't take you right here in this office and make you scream my name. MY name not Mr.Johnson."

Candace gulps and feels a warmness in her abdomen heading south. His face is inches from hers and her chest is heaving.

"B-but what about keeping work professional?"

He eyes her then her outfit landing on her legs and back up to her face.

"Fuck that"

With that he crushes his lips to hers and she responds eagerly. His tongue pushed past her teeth and slithered into her mouth causing her to gasp. His hands moved from the wall to her waist then down to her hips. Never breaking the kiss he lifted her by her thighs and moves her to her desk swiping stuff gently to the side before setting her down on it. His lips move to her neck and she moans as he stands between her legs and pushes his hips against hers. She can feel how hard he is through his gray slacks. She hastily begins removing his tie followed by unbuttoning his shirt. He breaks the open mouth kisses on her neck and pulls her shirt from her skirt  And over her head. He throws it across the room and stares at her chest.

"Yup, still perfect."

She chuckles and he palms her chest and brings their lips back together. His kisses are like fire and it burns a trail wherever his lips roam. His hand roamed her thigh and higher up her skirt. His thumb grasses her panties covered core and she gasp. He smirks into the kiss and pulls away. He looks at her legs and then back up at her.

"You have amazing legs. I don't know if I've ever told you that"

Candace shakes her head no.

"Well then. Let me remedy that."
He gets down on his knees and begins kissing up her leg starting at her heel clad foot to her ankle to her calf to her knee to her thigh until he pauses at her inner thigh. Candace is so turned on and she is sure he could tell. He keeps kissing until he meets her center where he licks over her panties and she gasp. He pulls them off lifting her hips from the desk in the process and gives her a long slow lick. She full on moans. It feels like ages since she last had this feeling.

"Jeremy" she moans lowly. How is he so good at this? It's like he knows every sensitive spot. She is so close. Jeremy stands back up and smirks as she pouts from the loss. He looks into her eyes.

"So about that date"

She scrunches her eyebrows "what date?"

"The one I'm taking you on tomorrow night"

she rolls her eyes. "Mr. Johnson we already establi-oh!"

She is cut off by his fingers which enter her swiftly.

"Oh my God" she moans and closes her eyes.

"I said I could make you moan my name and I did. So my work here is done" he whisperer in her ear.

He pulls back from her and rebuttones his shirt.

"I'll pick you up tomorrow at 7." 

And with that he leaves leaving Candace still on her desk, skirt around her waist and confused, aroused and unsatisfied. She pulls herself together and stands up from her desk. Her legs are weak. She adjusts her clothes and finds her shirt and puts it back on. That bastard. That arrogant, know it all, hot, sexy bastard! She looked around and frowns.

"Where are my panties?"

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