“Hi, I’m…”
“Elisa Morgan. I remember,” she interrupts. The receptionist smiles at me, her face open and friendly. “I’m good with names and faces.”
“That must make your job a bit easier.”
She laughs. “It really does. Pattie is expecting you. Do you remember how to get to her desk?”
“I’m not great with directions,” I tell her honestly. “Can you point me where I need to go?”
“Of course. Her desk is at the end of the row just to your left.”
“Perfect. Thanks so much!”
“Sure thing!”
I walk to Pattie’s desk, and the woman jumps up and gives me a hug as I approach. “Elisa! Are you here with good news?”
I pull the folder from my bag. “I am!”
Pattie practically shakes with excitement. She’s a friendly person and I love her for it. “This is amazing. I’m so excited to get to work! I shouldn’t tell you this, but I’ve already got your editorial letter ready. I figured I’d trash it if you went somewhere else.”
I laugh. “I appreciate your enthusiasm.”
She smiles and takes her seat again. “I’ll get this contract filed and send the editorial letter to your agent next week. I want to give the manuscript one more look before I send you my notes.”
“Sounds good,” I say shyly. “I really appreciate it.”
Pattie nods, her head bobbing up and down like a toy puppy dog.
“Robert wants to see you, too. You can go straight down this row and take a right. His assistant will let you in.”
“Cool. Thank you so much, by the way. You’ve been a dream to work with.”
She grins sassily.
“No worries. You’re welcome. I’ll see you around.”
And with one last wave, I follow Pattie’s directions and end up outside Robert’s door. His assistant knocks and lets me in. But I know I’m in for trouble when I see Robert looking just as perfect as he did the last time we met. Better, in fact. Today, his hair is hanging in a black comma over those startling blue eyes, his broad form draped in a perfectly cut suit. Were his shoulders this broad last time? His chest this deep and muscular? All I know is that I can’t wait to feel those pecs again … if it happens.
I blush, and the man grins like he’s reading my mind.
“I’m glad you came,” he says, his voice deep.
“Um me too,” I stammer
Robert closes the door and locks it. Any resolve I had when I left my apartment this morning disappears. Robert kisses me hard, and we end up on the floor of his office next to a pile of our clothes. Oh god, it feels so good. Every thought I had of staying away from this man flies out of my head the moment he lays a hand on me. Pretty soon, I’m a moaning, creaming mess, writhing on the rug like a wanton whore.
“Yes,” I gasp as he plunges into me. “Yes, yes!”
“You’re so fucking tight,” he rasps into my ear. “Your pussy’s so tiny and unused.”
And both of us soar to new heights before exploding into a glittery mass. Because holy shit, I’ve been missing out. I’d heard sex was good, but this good? I’m ready to sell my soul to the devil for more one-on-one time with this man.
But this is a normal work day, and everything has to end. With an obscene sucking sound, he pulls out of me and just like the first time, I clean myself up in Robert’s bathroom. Oh god. We didn’t use protection, and his semen’s dripping down my thigh again. What should I do? I resolve to get some of the morning after pill. It’s absolutely necessary at this point.
But when I open the door, he smiles like nothing’s wrong. The CEO takes me into his arms again and kisses me breathless.
“It was good seeing you again,” he murmurs against my lips.
A smile tugs at my lips. “Really?”
He lightly brushes his lips against mine in a feather-light kiss. “Yeah, sweetheart. Real good.”
And with that, the man pats me on the butt and shows me the door. As I walk through the office space to the elevator, eyes follow me. I can’t check my dress to make sure it’s on right because that might look even more suspicious.
Regardless, I feel like everyone here knows what happened behind Robert’s closed door. We were quieter this time. Or so I thought. Maybe they heard us?
My heart races in the lift. Maybe I’m reading too much into this. Maybe no one knows what’s going on.
Or maybe everyone knows I just did the walk of shame after sleeping with their boss. Again.
7
Robert
A week later.
I had every intention of being inside Elisa again at our meeting last Friday. Maybe some part of me intended to try to rein myself in and keep my hands to myself. Then Elisa showed up in a sexy black dress with a plunging neckline and any restraint vanished in a poof of smoke.