She pushed me away, but like a hungry wolf getting ready for a feeding frenzy. I ignored the warning signs and all I could think about was sucking her tits.
“Don’t do that,” I growled as I moved closer to her.
“See? You only want me for my body. I asked you one question. Answer me, Ross Hamilton!”
She had her hands on her hips and she wasn’t messing around. I had a feeling that my dick was on hold.
“Do you LOVE me?”
Oh God, not that debate again. My cock was swaying from left-to-right like a pendant, as I began to realize that this could be the end of a beautiful relationship. My heart was racing out of control, debating whether to lie or not. My mouth did something completely different.
It opened and shut like the shutters in my office did whenever I had company. Whenever I wanted people to know what I was up to, I would leave them open so that I could spy on them too. Whenever they were closed, that was when it was none of their fucking business.
Like now.
I took a deep breath.
I was a billionaire.
I needed to keep her as a secretary.
I couldn’t afford to lose her right then.
Her eyes were wide open, waiting for my response.
Okay, here goes nothing. I’m going to say it. I’m going to do it for the first time in my life. Those three words would stop me from being sued and having to deal with all sorts of shit that I hated doing in public.
I was a billionaire. I had built my company from scratch. I could fucking do this.
She moved closer to me as I smiled. I was about to say the words that she fucking wanted to hear.
Even if it was a lie, she was a woman. She didn’t care about the truth; she just needed to hear those three little words.
I was going to do this.
I fucking needed to.
My mouth opened one time. I was so close to her that her tits were rubbing on my chest. My dick was on board with the situation and everything was going according to plan.
“Yes?” said Scarlett, nodding her head like a bobbing doll.
And then I just blurted it out.
“No.”
My dick screamed “You fool!” and my racing heart went back to its regular rhythm. The headache that I’d had was now passing. She lifted her hand and slapped me across the face. She didn’t even bother to button up her shirt. She left my door wide open for everyone to see that I was about to seduce her; that I really couldn’t keep my dick in my pants. I slumped down on my desk, thinking that despite everything it was for the best.
It was the right thing to do.
There was just one problem.
I never did the right thing when it comes to matters of the heart.
I must be getting old—or fucking soft—and it sucks!
I patted my pants, where my dick was still half hard.
I whispered, “Down boy.” I was going to be having so many fucking cold showers from now on; it was fucking frightening. Yet, I felt better that I didn’t have to deal with Scarlett and all her dramatic shit…read it for free with Kindleunlimited or purchase it for $2.99 by clicking this link!