Forbidden Temptations (A Collection of Steamy, 18+ Tales)

In charge

ORLANDO PHINEAS JR.

At that moment the whole world crumbled.

I had dreamt about Miss Summers all night and woke up with a hard on strong enough to split a rock.

That morning I had contemplated skipping the office but I knew there was nothing I could do to pass away time. I couldn't possibly stay home all day because that would just mean having to think about her all day. It wasn't a healthy option.

I got to the office late and I had tried to avoid Miss Summers altogether but that failed when I saw how pale she looked.

She looked like she was going to be sick. I had to stop by her desk to check up on her.

"Are you okay, Miss Summers?" I said with genuine concern.

"I'm fine, sir."

She didn't look like she was fine. If anything, she looked like she had seen a ghost. Her eyes were wild and alert. The heavy bags underneath them showed she hadn't slept much.

I hesitated for a minute but went into my office anyway. I had a lot I needed to get done. The mess with Julian would make for a good distraction. I needed that right now. A good distraction.

I took off my suit and tie. Having a good circulation would help me concentrate on my tasks.

The stacks of paper on my desk were too much and most of them needed my attention so I sat down and focused on those first. It took nearly an hour to get that sorted out.

I had been expecting Miss Summers to show up with my coffee just as she had done the previous day. I remembered how she had looked when I walked in that morning. Guess she isn't fine after all.

Now to focus on the cleaning up the mess Julian had. I got out my second phone and called the number he had given me. The number that was suppose to belong to the woman blackmailing him.

She picked on the second ring but the voice I heard was too husky to be a woman's. Just as I'd suspected. This was a well organized operation. The hotel probably had their fingers in the pie. The whole thing stunk.

"I'd like to speak to Juicy." I said.

There was a long pause then a female voice spoke. "This is Juicy."

Miss Summers walked in and dropped the hot coffee on the table. Some color had returned to her face making her look like an adorable helpless little thing.

She left before I had the chance to say a word.

"Hello? Who's this?" The voice at the other side brought me out of my troubled thoughts.

"That's not important." I said keeping my voice harsh. "What's important is the reason for my call."

"I'll be handling your business deals with Julian. You aren't to call him anymore."

There was silence. "You're f*****g around, aren't you?"

The amusement in her voice irritated me. She wasn't taking this serious. I guess I had to make my point.

"I'm not f*****g around. You don't want to make me mad."

"Who the f**k are you? You limp f**k!"

I struggled to control my rising anger. I had to think about Julian. One wrong move and I could f**k it all up for him.

"Let's try this again." I said cooly. "Let me speak to who is in charge."

"I'm in charge." She said sternly.

Relax... Just relax... Don't let her get into your head.

"You aren't in charge. I want to speak to your boss, Gustav Klovic."

It bought me joy hearing her catch her breath over the phone. She fumbled with the phone. Her hands were shaking.

I got you now, you finicky b***h.

"You'll speak to me from." She said.

There was a sharp note in her voice.

"Too late for that. I think I'll call him instead."

I dropped the call just as she blasted off curses. I felt satisfied with how I had handled the whole thing.

The coffee warmed me and sharpened my wits like the tip of a warrior's blade.

Miss Summers was in the other room. I remembered the vivid dream I had the previous night about her. In my dream we made love on my bed. Her body had been incredible.

Just thinking about it made me get super horny. My d**k grew twice its normal size and it throbbed. It begged to be touched. It begged for her touch.

She was just in the other room.

No. Are you crazy?! That's your secretary for crying out loud! This is her second day... Pull yourself together damnit!

I struggled and fought with the need as it ate me piece by piece. I knew I couldn't give in. I had to be strong. My will power was slipping away the harder my d**k got.

Stop thinking about her. Stop think about her perfectly rounded breasts or the way her hips rolled whenever she walked. Stop just stop it.

As much as I tried to, I couldn't stop. She was like a virus that had taken over my system completely. I knew this was a battle I'd lost.

I got up, walked to the door and called for her without looking at her. I knew my eyes would give me away. The lust in them would scare her away.

As I closed the door, panic gripped me whole. I paced around trying to understand what I was about to start. There was no fighting what I was feeling. I was already consumed by it.

What was I going to do when she opens the door? I stood there creating different scenarios in my head but they all led back to one thing.

Miss Summers opened the door walking into my arms. She looked up at me, startled, and confused. Our eyes met as my hands went around her hips pulling her against my solid body.

She did not fight it or hesitate. Her body met mine completely and stayed.

Fuck it...

My lips crushed down on hers in a passionate kiss.