Under My Control(Harry Styles)

Chapter 4

I gulped as I entered an office. Finally, the interview..

Suddenly, I saw her...

"Mr. Styles, I am very sorry for delaying our meeting before. Sit down." She said firmly as she fixed a hair out of strand. My eyes widened when I saw a red strap showing on her shoulder.

"Mr. Styles" She gave me a stern look as I took a sit on the couch and she took a sit on the other couch while she crossed her legs.
Poise and posture, I already expected that.

"Ma'am" I said hardly.

"Let's start the interview shall we?" She nodded looking through my resume again.

I nodded as I try to maintain my posture until I saw her lick her lips. It was so fucking hot. She is fucking hot.

"Mr. Styles. Tell me. Why do you want this job?" She looked at me seductively or am I just imagining this.

"Because I wanna successful and the business environment excites me." I stated.

"Mmm... why does it excites you?" She batted her eyelashes and I pursed my lips.

"Well being in the business is not just doing this or that. You have a goal to achieve and problems to face. It excites me becaus-"

A finger placed on my lips shushed me. I was focusing on my answer so much that I didn't even notice her walk towards me.

"Stop." She said sternly as she walked towards her white chair and sat down.

"Now, what is your goal?" She spat and I got a bit pissed when she cut me off earlier. I mean, why would she do that?

"If you're thinking on why I cut you off earlier, its because you were talking while looking at my legs." She explained as I facepalm.

What?! I stared at her long luscious soft legs?! Oh fuck.

"Well, I wanna be successful in life. I want to take the passion of business seriously unlike others." I gulped as I feel my left eye twitch.

"Shh.. Mr. Styles.." She opened up her legs almost making me loose control at the sight of her. 

For fucks sake..

I stared at those green gems in front of me as one of its eyebrows raised at me.

"Why should I hire you? Everybody begs for this position, so why do you think.." she stood up and walked towards my chair. I kept my strong demeanor as I watch her lean over me.

"you are worth it?.." her shirt lowers a bit and I can see her red lacy bra. I bit my lower lip as I intimidated her with my stare.

"Cause I can do a much better job than they're doing..." I grabbed my one silky strand of her hair "They are just not right for the job.." My breath was hitting her lips. I can see her breathing increase rapidly with that one move and that what made me confident, smirking inside.

"and I can assure you.." Her hand pushed me away from my shoulders.. "I can do whatever as you please. And it will be done as you want"

My eyes were filled with desire and hope. I want this job and she's getting firm answers from me, even though I'm getting distracted so much I can mask it all in one look. I see her straightening up and sat down on the table.

"Well then.." she unzipped her skirt as my eyes widened. Her red lacy thong was in full view for my eyes.

"My first job for you Mr. Styles is to eat my pussy out. And I will tell you if you got the job or not.." her lips formed into a smirk when I gulped loudly.