Pregnant For The Ceo

Attraction

She strode towards Adam, her eyes flirty and the corner of her lips curved into a gleeful smile. She watched as he tapped gently on his desk, obviously enthralled by her presence. She c****d her head to the side and confidently strode till she was standing close to him, separated by only the desk. She dropped the file on the table and bent over till a bit of her cleavage was in full display.

She pushed herself up before standing up straight. Her eyes were fixed on Adam, following his every action and inaction. She wanted to laugh at the unfocused expression on his face but she stifled it.

“Mr. Adam?” She called snapping her fingers in his face. Adam blinked multiple times before shaking his head to rid it of the thoughts. “The file” She pointed to the table and grinned. Adam cleared his throat, undid the first two buttons of his dress shirt and shook his head again. He suddenly felt hot. He stretched his hand out and picked the file up all the while avoiding her gaze.

“Tha…thank you for the file” He stuttered. Kathlyn simply nodded, turned around and walked out of his office while making sure her hips swayed. Adam groaned feeling the rock hardness of his d**k in between his legs. He unzipped his trouser to give him some air.

Damn!

Kathlyn was messing with his head. He could not tell if it was a deliberate action or not. Either ways, it was messing with his head. He was certain she wore such a provocative dress for the purpose of teasing him but what would she gain out of that? He pushed his seat backwards, walked over to the dispenser and filled a glass of water which he downed in one go. He felt extremely hot and uncomfortable despite the air which was blowing from the air condition.

He unbuttoned his shirt further, unsure if the heat was from the room or from him. He wanted to scream. His head was a hot mess and it was because of Kathlyn. He wanted to grab her by her hair, bend her over his office desk and f**k this building frustration away. That was the only thing he could comprehend from all this. That he wanted to f**k her.

There! He said it.

He wanted to f**k her mouth, f**k her breasts, f**k her till she begged him to stop. His groin stirred painfully in his trouser. He ruffled his hair, feeling frustrated and angered. He needed a release. The problem was, he could not get one. These days, he found himself thinking too much about Kathlyn. He tried to determine what was special about her to make her occupy his every thought but he was not able to.

There was something captivating about her though. Something he needed to know before he lost his goddamned mind. He made his way to his office window and stared out of it. He rolled up the blinds feeling the need for natural air. He was perturbed and he wanted to get this feeling off his chest. He couldn’t talk to Franca about it either. She threw a fit the last time he mentioned Kathlyn while f*****g her. She would certainly do something worse if he tried talking to her about some other woman.

Seeing as he could not concentrate on anything else at work, he made his way over to his desk and cleared the files off the table. He placed them in the drawer and locked it before picking his suit jacket. He shut down his computers, picked his briefcase and made his way out of his office. He stopped in front of Kathlyn’s office and watched as she typed rapidly on her computer. After contemplating for a while, he pushed the door open and walked in.

“Sir, did you call me?” She asked startled jumping up and adjusting her gown. He gave her a once over.

“You realize wearing a body con dress to work is completely unprofessional, right?” He began. She glanced at her dress and back at him before biting her lower lip. “Wear something more professional next time.” She nodded. “Clear out your desk and lock the office behind you when you leave. If there is anything, email it to me. I’ll see you” He ordered before walking out.

Kathlyn stared at his back, eyebrows furrowed in confusion and lips puckered. She took another look at her dress and back at Adam’s retreating figure. Was it her dress which chased him away? Why did he walk out of the office like that? He had never gone home so early. Deciding to push the thoughts to the back of her mind, she sat back down on her chair and went back to work.

Adam walked into his house feeling desolate. For the first time in his entire life, he had no control over his feelings. It was disturbing. He felt defeated. He dropped his briefcase on the ottoman and walked to the kitchen. Memories of the first day Kathlyn stepped foot in his office flashed in his head causing him to scrunch his nose.

He had thought nothing of her. She was a plain lady who had come for an interview in his office. He had no intentions of hiring her because she did not exude any confidence. She stuttered in his presence and was apparently nervous around him. It cancelled all her chances at being employed. Heck! He already crossed her name off the list.

Everything changed when he saw her at the club. The way her hair fell at her back, the way her bright red lips moved as she spoke, the way she spoke care freely, everything about her that night changed his perception of her. After her confession, he made a decision to hire her. He needed someone like her in his space.

She was surprisingly efficient at work. He felt glad he employed her. Although she was unpredictable, she was exciting. Thoughts of seeing her at the office every day fueled his desire to stand up and go to work. Now, that same desire was the reason he was running away from his own office. Her presence unnerved him, in a way he could not comprehend.

She was undeniably beautiful. He loved how her lashes framed her eyes and the pink tint which appeared on her face whenever she was embarrassed. He caught himself thinking about her lips, wondering what they would taste like. Would they be soft, as juicy as they look or not meet his expectations? Why was he expecting so much from her?

He groaned in frustration, gripped the kitchen counter tightly and shut his eyes. He needed to get laid.

The pattering of feet gained his attention. He turned around to see Franca dressed in a short, black dress which flared at the bottom. The dress stopped right above her knee, exposing her long, slender and flawless skin. Her hair was packed up in a ponytail and her lips were decorated with a pepper red lipstick. Two weeks ago, he would have pounced on her for wearing such a provocative dress and one in his favorite color. Today, he just wants to get laid but not with her. f**k! He wants only Kathlyn.

“You are back early” She voiced. He stared at her face for a while before running a hand down his.

“I needed a break. What are you doing here?” He questioned. She advanced closer to him, twisting her hair in her fingers. Her lips were curved in a seductive smile causing Adam to internally roll his eyes.

“We really did not end so well the last time” She said sultrily.

“I’m not interested, Franca” He said. He attempted to push her aside but she quickly grabbed his balls and caressed it through his trouser. Adam’s head fell backwards and a small groan escaped his parted lips.

“We both need the release, Adam. I don’t mind being called Kathlyn this time. Just f**k me” She demanded. Adam grabbed her hand and pulled it away from his crotch. He gritted his teeth, contemplating her offer. She was right. He needed to get laid. He needed the release. But, Kathlyn… f**k! Without much thought, he pulled her out of the kitchen and up the stairs.

He shut the door behind him and pushed her roughly to the bed.

“Whoa! Easy tiger” She said playfully, breaking from his hold and twirling for him to see. His lust-filled eyes darkened as he watched her, taking in the curve of her hips and the shape of her breasts.

“Strip” He ordered. She instantly wiggled her way out of the dress revealing her lingerie. Adam watched her intensely, willing the blood to flow to his d**k. She pulled her right breast out of the bra cup and licked her lips seductively. Adam watched her, thinking about what he was about to do and turning his options in his head.

“Come to me, Adam” She called in a small voice. He was sure she meant for it to be sexy but she ended up sounding like a mouse on heat. He stood rooted to the spot, willing his body to react to Franca’s. Nothing. She bit her bottom lip seductively, glancing at him and rubbing her tit.

Disgust. Pure disgust. That was what he felt at the action. It surprised him. Franca’s body was the hottest body he had ever seen. His body always responded to hers regardless of his mood. She had a way of making his limp d**k erect in a matter of seconds. It was different today. He turned around and walked out of the room leaving Franca staring at him.