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"Come in!" She waltzed into his office with her head held up high and her chin in the air. Her intoxicating scent filled the air, distracting him from thinking straight for a few seconds as he stared at her face.
"Am I that bad that I'm undeserving of a seat at least?"
He nodded at the seat before him without a word and rested his hand lazily on his head, his expression unreadable.
"I must say that I'm quite honored to be paid a visit by the Pamela Fallon. To what do I owe this august visit?" He broke the silence after a moment, fiddling with a pen on his desk.
"Mr. Garrison, I know that I scr—” She clamped her mouth shut and swallowed, gathering her thoughts for a moment.
“I made a very big mistake. I wouldn’t be here if I didn't want us to reach a truce. I hope you can let this slide. We shouldn't be at loggerheads because of a little misunderstanding. Besides, you know what the market economy currently says about us. You could use it to your advantage.” She studied his expression, hoping she’d hit the nail on the head, but immediately clicked her tongue when he continued fiddling with his pen, not glancing at her once.
“Boring, Miss Fallon.”
“You want something exciting?”
He raised a brow, reclining on his chair, his gaze fixed on her. “What do you think?”
“Hit me.”
A smirk lined his lips, and in a heartbeat, he moved behind her. “I smell desperation, Miss Fallon. History says otherwise about you.” He whispered into her ear, sending adrenaline through her, and she shivered.
“You must have a price. Everyone does. Tell me what it is.”
Austin chuckled. "Uhhh...Tell me...What if I told you that you are the one I want?"
He said ever so seductively, moving his lips closer to her ears. Instinctively, he licked her earlobe, making her unable to think straight as his deep voice resonated in her ears. This man was her undoing. If she didn't take flight now, she probably would never be able to run away...she thought.
"Uh...? Are you willing to give yourself over as the price? Are you willing to be mine to do as I please, my lady?" Austin whispered, raising her chin forward and grazing his perfect lips over hers.
"Do you know what I want to do with you right now?" He asked, nibbling and sucking her neck, with eyes filled with desire and lust. Pamela felt her knees go weak. If Austin hadn't been holding her neck, she definitely would have gone limp. She uttered incoherent words as he continued giving her love bites.
"Uh? Do you know? Do you know what I wanted to do the moment you mentioned the word 'screw'?" He demanded again. Pamela wasn't even sure if she could answer him. His touch was more than enough to make her mind hazy. Her resolve was being reduced to nothing under his magical touch.
"Au- Aus- Austin Ga- Garrison," she managed to say in between moans. She could feel the wetness between her thighs. This man knew how to make a woman feel so good. She thought.
"Yeah. Just like that. I want to make you moan and scream my name just like that till all you can say is my name."
Austin held her waist firmly and pulled her closer to him, grinding his hips on her, making her feel the evidence of his desire. His hardness pressed against her belly, and all she could do was moan in pleasure as he continued tormenting her. Without hesitation, her hands found their way to his neck, and she pressed her lips against his, kissing him very passionately with every burning desire in her.
He broke the kiss almost instantly, and she almost gave him a hard slap on his face.
"Not so fast, my lady. I could do one of two things right now. I could either treat you like a lady or ravish you like a slut. While I'd prefer the former, your wish is still my command," he said, his eyes filled with evident desire for her.
"What would you like, my lady?" He added, nibbling on her bottom lip like it was the sweetest candy he'd ever had.
"Tr- Tr- Treat me—treat me like a lady,” he managed to whisper.
"As you wish." With that, his hands gripped her bottom, closing every gap between them while his mouth claimed hers fully.
