How the hell does just his growly voice elicit such a physical reaction in me?
I don't say another word. I take his warning at face value and hurry out of his office.
I can do this, I tell myself. Despite Charlie being my stepbrother and the obvious way he wants me, this is the opportunity of a lifetime. I’ll just stay busy and be great at my job and learn as much as I can—all while staying as far away from Charlie and his dangerous eyes as I can.
five
Charlie
I grin againas my mind once again wanders from the task at hand. I sit back in my chair and run my thumb along my bottom lip thoughtfully as I chuckle. The little minx put salt in my coffee. I loved watching the way her eyes widened whenever I drank every last drop anyway. Sure,
it tasted like shit, but her hands had prepared it for me.
So what if she dumped salt in it because she was pissed off at me? She still made the cup with me on her mind. It’s probably fucked up that my cock got hard while I drank it. Of course, that may have had something to do with all the delicious ways of punishing her I was mentally playing out in my mind.
I could bend her over my desk and pull that sexy little black dress up. I wonder if she's wearing panties or thongs? Regardless, she wouldn't wear them for long before I'd rip them from her body and spank her little ass red before falling to my knees and kissing the sting away.
I glance at the time and frown when I see that it's almost the end of the workday. Whereas I usually stay later, all of my employees go home at a normal hour, but there’s no way I can let Sharon leave without seeing her again.
I buzz the secretary's desk. My cock stiffens when Sharon's husky little phone-sex-operator voice comes over the line.
“Drop into my office before you leave for the day.”
She only hesitates a moment before she agrees.
I sit there drumming my fingers on my desk until my door clicks open. I stand when she enters, my breath catching in my throat.
Somehow, she looks even more beautiful than she did this morning. I don't know how that's possible because it doesn't seem like she can get even more beautiful, yet every time I see her she is.
“Mary told me you did a good job today.”
She blinks in surprise, but I can tell how much it pleases her to get my praise. I can think of other ways I would like to praise her, but I push those thoughts aside to keep my cock from making an obscene tent in my pants.
Her claws are finally retracted, and I want to keep them that way for now. There'll be plenty of time in the future to rile her up again. For now, I'm enjoying the tenable peace we seem to have come to. “Grab your stuff. Let me take you home.”
She shakes her head. “Oh, that's not necessary. I can just take a taxi like I did this morning.”
“Nonsense,” I shush her. “You're on my way.”
She blinks, obviously taken aback that I know where she lives.
I smirk at her. “I'm the boss. I have access to your employee file,” I point out. “There's not much about you I can't find out if I want to.”
She frowns at me like she might argue some more, but she must think better of it because she doesn’t.
I follow her out of my office and wait for her to gather up her purse. A few of my other employees, anxious to get home too, crowd into the elevator with us. We move into the back corner. The elevator is so full, Sharon’s ass is pressed right against my crotch. It takes everything within me to bite back a groan and not hump against her desperately like an animal in heat.
I can't help skating my hand along her hip where no one can see, though. I feel her jump under my touch before she tosses a warning glance back at me.
I just smirk at her and continue trailing my hand down to the hem of her dress, loving the fact that she can't say anything about my misbehavior right now without drawing attention to us.
We finally reach the ground, and I give nods of farewell to my employees who bid me good evening before I place my hand on the small of Sharon's back and steer her over to my vehicle.
I open the passenger door for her and wait for her to slip in before I close her securely inside and make my way to the driver's seat.
When I see she hasn't buckled up, I take the opportunity to reach over and secure the buckle for her. Her heady vanilla scent assaults me anew, and when I lift my eyes, my face is level with her chest.
I give in to my desire and drop a tiny kiss there through the fabric. Her mouth falls open slightly, and her breathing quickens. My cock stiffens in my slacks, and I pull myself back from her with a groan, adjusting myself as I start up the vehicle.