Mine

(3)

"You uh... you wanted to see me sir?" I asked, staying a good distance away from him. The last thing I needed was to repeat what happened last time I was in here.

"Why were you flirting with him?" He snarled, anger spitting out.

I was confused. Was I flirting with him? "I didn't.. I w-wasn't..." I shook my head furiously trying to explain myself. I wasn't flirting with him. It's not my fault his name sounds good rolling off my tongue. Keep in mind that this is my boss. Why was he getting so angry?

"Well you were. Why?"

"I wasn't flirting with him sir. Why would you even care anyway?" I spat, and forgot who I was talking to.

His eyes became hooded with seething anger. "Come sit down."

"Sir I would like to just stand if that's okay-"

"Well it's not so sit down." I inhaled shakily and did what I was told.

He got up from his chair and stood in front of me. He used the arms of my chair to balance himself. I kept staring down at the ground. I don't know why everyone I have associated with has to be so close to me. I can easily hear you from a foot away.

"You seem tense. Let me fix that." "W-what? I'm not- oh." I felt his hands go to my shoulders, slowly but effectively massaging them. How did he even get behind me?

I let out a whimper of pleasure at how good his hands felt. I heard a low groan in response and I whimpered even louder.

Why was I letting this happen? I leaned back to further enjoy his hands and then I felt his lips smash into mine. His hands dropped from my shoulders and pinned my hands to the sides of the chair.

"Mmmm." I moaned into his mouth when I felt his tongue slide into mine, trying to fight for dominance which he easily wins.

But I wanted to touch him, yank his hair, and mark his back up with my nails.

But unfortunately I can't. He finally let my lips go and leaned his forehead against mine. I breathed out still staring at him above me. He caressed the side of my face and I tucked my bottom lip into my mouth.

"What do you want from me?" I gasped out. I wanted to know. He wasn't going to just expect me to forget everything. He sighed heavily and just continued to stare at me. His intense glare sent me shuddering and avoiding his gaze.

"Um.. Mr. Erving?" A timid voice broke through the door. "Yeah what is it?" He answered harshly causing me to frown deeply. He didn't have to be rude all the time.

"O-oh s-sorry to bother you sir but.. y-your wife, she's here to see you."

I felt his eyes widen and I used that opportunity to snatch my wrists from his grip. "You have a wife?!" I inquired emotionally but keeping my voice down. He tried to grab my face and calm me down but I gave him a sound slap across the cheek.

"Don't touch me!" I hissed in anger. I couldn't believe this! I was so ashamed, I didn't even know this man had a wife.

And he made me feel bad for harmless flirting with Elis.

"I quit." I swallowed hard, pushing his chest away from me. I wasn't going to work here after what transpired and now I learned that he had a wife? No. I pushed up from the chair and tried to leave but am quickly stopped and lifted me up on the desk.

"Stop, you let me go! Now!" I hissed, wanting nothing more to slap him across the face. Again. Harder. He put a hand over my mouth and I squeaked out when his fingers touched that magical spot. It drove me wild, and I didn't want him to.