Tall, Dark and Handsome

Chapter 6

I opened the door only to be astounded by the beautiful view of the core of London outside his window. The sun was beginning to rise up into its familiar position high in the sky causing a pinkish blue tint to reflect off the countless number of spotless windows from the buildings that were congregated all around us. Although my attention was diverted to the windows for a few seconds, my eyes immediately drew back to the man sitting on a leather sofa, one arm stretched out along the back while his foot rested on his knee. His brows crinkled at the sight of me as he ran a finger over his lips, deep in thought.

"You wanted to see me...Mr. Hiddleston?" I heard my voice shake but I couldn't help it. He wore the same pair of dark blue eyes from the very first time I saw him. The same pairs of eyes that managed to flood the room with sizzling energy and wipe out all coherent thoughts running inside my head. I ran my hands down my pencil skirt, wiping off the sweat on my palms.

"Yes." Tom withdrew his arm from the couch and uncrossed his Italian leather clad foot, standing up to his full height. He tugged at the ends of his suit jacket, buttoning the single button and slipped his hands in his trouser pockets. I gulped at the sight of his eyes boring down into mine like it was searching for a long lost answer. "I've realized that our...personal matters seem to have been taken...out of hand, recently." He commented coolly, strolling towards the fully stocked mini bar off to the right hand side of his office. He grabbed a crystal glass from a shelf and unscrewed a bottle filled with amber liquid, pouring a helping inside. Tipping the glass back, he sipped on his beverage, all in the while keeping his eyes on me. "I wanted to discuss these matters with you prior to your first hour of working for me but seeing that you were late, this will now have to be the time." Tom sat down the glass on the oak bar table and walked over towards his massive desk by the windows.

"Now, Miss. Hart..." I nearly crumbled from the sound of my last name said in his smooth velvet voice. For some reason, hearing him addressing me in a formal manner was like a type of foreplay in itself. "I understand from previous conversations you are familiar with my past engagements." He slowly began walking towards me causing me to step back out of fear. Noticing my retreat, he chuckled lightly, shaking his head slightly and flashed me his devilish grin. "I'm not as bad as they make me out to be in the tabloids but I never said I was good." Tom's overbearing height stood in front of my small stature. I shuddered when his thumb ran across my cheekbone, down along my jawline, stopping at my bottom lip. "I like things rough. I don't make love. I only fuck. Do you understand that?"

My eyes grew wide at his choice of words as the realization of everything he was asking sank in. A part of me should have been afraid as I looked into his eyes and saw nothing but the pure sexual needs of a man who was dying to free himself from them. But another side of me steadily built its voice in my head, telling me that this was exactly what I've been craving for. I wanted the thrill, the adventure and most importantly him to touch me like the way his dominating figure promises too. Nodding my head, I bit the inside of my cheek to stop myself from moaning when he spun me around and pressed himself against my back. I could feel his hardness digging at my bum, promising nothing more than complete pleasure as long as I agreed to everything he said.

"You have a minute to decide if you want to take part in this relationship." Tom growled inside my ear, hands firmly placed on my waist. I could tell from the hitch in his breath that the friction of our bodies was driving him absolutely delirious like it did for me. "During the time you are working for me as my secretary and in our relationship, you are to abide by any rules, commands and comments made by yours truly. In return, I will introduce you to a world of pure pleasure. I only ask you to keep this to yourself as I wish to keep all professional matters separate from personal. If you feel the need to terminate our relationship at any point, you may say your safe word." My mind glossed over the terms of our relationship, only focusing on the rich scent of his body next to mine. Shaking my head to clear away some of the many distractions he was able to cause, I stuttered for an answer when he asked the question I've been running my mind over and over.  "Do you want it?" He said through clenched teeth.