Temptress

17|Professionalism

Elliot's POV

I fell back on the bed and I closed my eyes.

I felt like I was on cloud 9.

Sylvester had signed a long-term contract with the company, I had just taken and shower, and I was feeling a bit relaxed after having three drinks at the bar.

Looks like my day is ending on a good note...

There was suddenly a knock on the door.

...maybe it isn't.

I groaned as I forced myself out of bed and opened the door.

She stood there in front of me wearing the most tempting outfit.

A tight, black satin vest squeezed her chest so firmly that I could see everything printed underneath it.

Her matching black shorts, which were equally as tight, exposed her smooth, thick thighs.

Why am I turned on?

More importantly, why is my director the only person who has managed to turn me on?

Olivia would die for me to feel like this for her.

I quickly looked away, feeling ashamed for allowing my eyes to linger down there for so long.

"What can I do for you?" I asked as I tried to focus on her hazel-green eyes only.

"I think I forgot Teddy in there," she said as she shot me a sheepish smile.

It was either she was getting better at faking smiles or she was genuinely smiling at me.

"I didn't see him."

"I'm sure I left it in there," she insisted. "I can go and take a look."

I shook my head. "No, I'll check myself."

"But-"

"I'll check it myself," I repeated, making sure she understood that my statement wasn't a question.

I left her standing outside while I searched for the teddy bear.

I checked where she was sitting and then under the couch.

"It's not here," I said out loud. "Are you sure it's not in your room?"

I heard the door close and before I knew it, she was beside me.

"I told you to wait out-"

I immediately cut off my sentence when she bent over and started removing the cushions from the couch.

Her big, perfectly curved ass teased me as she stretched for the teddy bear.

A surge of adrenaline caused my dick to throb and I ran my hand roughly against my chin.

"Found him!" she exclaimed as she jumped up with the teddy bear.

Twenty-nine years.

It took me twenty-nine years of my life to finally feel something for something and it's her, my director.

Why?

Why now?

Why her?

I'm married now.

She's 'the one' for Blake.

I can't be aroused by this woman.

The smile on her face dropped. "Is everything okay, sir?"

"Mmm," I nodded. "I'm just tired. You should leave now."

She stepped closer to me and the sweet scent of cherry blossoms filled my nostrils.