The CEO's Obsession

2. Decker's POV

She has no idea. She has no idea the amount of restraint I employ when I'm near her. My hands are clenched with the effort of trying not to adjust myself in my pants in front of the other people in the elevator. God, those leggings of hers leave nothing to the imagination and believe me have I done my share of imagining. You'd think it would be a relief whenever she changes into her baggy work clothes but all I do is picture myself peeling them off her squirming body as she reaches for me...

I hiss and try to think of something else. Vaguely I hear someone saying my name and I realize that Torrence McKenna has been talking at me for the past five minutes without me realizing it. She licks her lips and stares up at me with her vacant blue eyes. I have no idea what she just asked me.

"Ms. McKenna," I begin. "No, no, I've told you, call me Torrence!" She leans forward, pressing her tits against my arm and squeezing my bicep again. It might have been enticing to some, but it just made me wonder how much her boob and lip job cost.

The elevator doors open and I quickly made my escape. "If you will excuse me," I hustled down the hallway, ignoring the woman's stormy gaze.

Ducking into my office I quickly close all the blinds and turn on the wall of tvs across from my desk. Tamra managed to find several of the cameras I had hidden in her office the first few weeks on the job, but I wasn't quite as dumb as she thought I was. I just invested in smaller cameras and found new hiding spots for them.

I realize that I toe the line of stalker behavior. Ah, who was I kidding, I had cameras trained on the woman in almost every aspect of her life, from her office, the front lobby of my building, her hallway in her apartment, even the dance studio she teaches at. I'd not only cleared the stalker line, I freaking catapulted over it and landed in obsessed territory. If I can't be near her constantly, it helps me keep my sanity knowing that she's safe and I can keep my eye on her.

My fingers fly over my keyboard as I zoom in on her devouring her second breakfast. I groan as she licks her fingers, wishing it were me licking her instead. I'd had several options for breakfast catered in every morning so she could have a choice for second breakfast. I also completely redid the cafeteria to carry all of her favorite foods. And built a gym in the building with floor to ceiling mirrors and marley floors in case she wanted to dance during one of her breaks. I pretended not to be the pervert I clearly was as the workers installed the two way mirror to hid the secret room in the gym where I could watch to my heart's content.

So far, she's managed to evade me every time I try to get near her. But today is the day she won't escape from me. I've got something big planned for her and I know she won't be able to resist...