My Boss is Literally from Hell!?

Part 5

When entering the room the first thing I noticed were the two huge windows that overlooked the city, the huge king size bed sat against the wall to where if you laid down you could see just about everything. The room was a dark timber gray, making the white book shelf and closet door stick out. I didn't expect anything less from him seeing that his blankets and pillows were all black. But not satin, so he wasn't cliche. A night stand with a simple silver lamp and digital alarm, sat to the left of the bed. Once again the bare walls and no semblance of personality was shown in the room.

I walked to the closet door and when opening it the light turned on automatically, that was handy. The closet was enormous and a full walk in. I had honestly never seen one in real life. There were two sides to it as well, each with places to hang clothes, only one side was currently being used. There was shoe storage at the bottom and a few drawers. I peeked behind me to see Mr. Reynolds was watching me. His face was unreadable as I turned pretending to be interested in a black suit that was hung up.

"Is this alright for you?"

"This is your room isn't it?" His eyebrow raised as I kept sorting through his giant collection of suits. How many did one man need? I poked through trying to see where he kept those blue jeans I saw the other night.

"It is my room...But it could be yours." I stopped my exploration by biting my lip.

"You don't want that?" I turned away from him letting my hand brush the clothes as I reached the back of the closet. When reaching my dead end I turned seeing he had positioned himself against the door frame. His arms were crossed and still his face was a mask.

"It's not that I don't appreciate it. But this is your home and I don't want to take your room from you." He blinked a couple times with a small smile pressing on the side of his mouth.

"Right. Well I can show you the next room." I nodded walking back to the door to leave only his body taking up most of it and was purposely blocking me. I didn't dare try pushing past him, even though he was being kind to me at the moment, I didn't want to push my luck. I lifted my head to look straight up at him; he smiled only a little, though it could still charm any woman.

"Sir could you please move..." Mr. Reynolds hand grasped the back of my head. I knew what was happening as I tried to pull away subtly, though he wasn't willing to deal with that. I was pulled up to where I stood on my tiptoes. His arm was locked behind my head and the other around my waist. Feeling his warm lips against my own, I froze for a second until he bit me. I opened my mouth by pure mistake as his tongue feverishly lunged inside tasting all over my mouth and dancing with my own tongue. Feeling him move I stepped with him as he pinned me to the wall kissing me still with a ravishing hunger. I pulled away trying to say something only for him to grab both sides of my waist and pick me up. I squealed as he wrapped my legs around him pressing me into the wall. He didn't return to lips , instead he started nibbling on my ear, I tilted my head enjoying this new diversion. Moving down he burned a trail down my neck and growled when he reached the collar of my sweater.

He returned to kiss me again, his hands roaming from my hips to behind me and he squeezed, pressing his hard body closer to mine. I couldn't think, all I wanted was this. I wrapped my arms behind his neck deepening our kiss.

I felt ready to give in when I could make out the sound of running. Mr. Reynolds looked down at me with an irritated frown. He slowly lowered my body down letting me feel his hardness on the way down. I shivered as he kept looking at me, his eyes like molten silver. He turned from me as Avery stuck her head in the doorway with a carefree smile on her face.

"Can you believe this place Sky; you should have taken my advice months ago and jumped him then." She laughed without a care as she grabbed my hand saying that she wanted for me to see her room. I looked back to see Mr. Reynolds was still turned around looking at the wall. For a moment I was confused until it struck me. Heat crawled to my face as I walked past Avery and dragged her behind me as fast as I could.I realized that by staying in this house I was bound to have sex with Mr. Reynolds at some point. His eyes said it all and so did I with how I just reacted to him.

Avery's room was a hard gray but the trimming all along the wall was shiny silver, her favorite color. Her room was already plastered with all her pictures of bands. I stared at her hard. She worked too fast and seemed to adapt well to her new environment. A bed was already there, a nice size twin with black covers; her thousands of pillows were scattered on it with her favorite little leopard stuffed animal. Avery plopped down in her black bean bag and patted the computer chair as I rolled my eyes and sat down spinning around in it.

"You two were about to have sex weren't you?"

"Avery. Shut the hell up."

"And you're pretty good at trying to deflect my conversations. What's stopping you from jumping that godly man's bones? Live a little Sky! He's deathly handsome and has the hots for you."

"Avery..." I shook my head. There wasn't a way to explain this without seeming like something was very wrong. I didn't say anything as I stood looking out her window.

"Skyler? What's wrong?" I held in the little bubble of sadness that was threatening to break through.

"Nothing, I just feel bad uprooting you so quickly. I'm sorry." She smiled and walked to me giving me a hug. I smiled, hugging her back.

"Now let's go see what your sex has to eat in this place I'm starving." I couldn't help but laugh as Avery bolted from the room. As I got to the landing I could hear her boots hitting the bottom of the stairs. I walked into the kitchen seeing Avery leaning on the island as Mr. Reynolds stood by the stove.

"Good news Sky your sex knows how to cook! And we're having spaghetti!" I flushed red and reached to smack her; Avery ducked and laughed as she ran into the living room. I moved to go after her, though was stopped when I felt Mr. Reynolds arm snake around my waist from behind.

"I guess it's a very good thing that your sex can cook. You seem angry when hungry, but then again so am I." His mouth brushed against my skin making my body get hot within seconds. I stood still as he smiled into my neck and bit gently making my knees almost give out. He held me up and chuckled as he slowly released me as I leaned on the counter. This was going to get annoying if each time my body was going to react like this.

"You're not my sex..."

"We'll fix that later now won't we?" I turned to him as he smiled, flashing me his sharp teeth and a sexy pair of glowing silver eyes.