Walking over to his desk, he hits the button to reply to her, “Yes, please Tammy.”
Looking over at him, I know deep down, it’s impossible to walk away. I’ve fallen for him, plain and simple, end of discussion.
Within minutes there’s enough salad, sandwiches, and drinks for six people, “Are we expecting others?”
“No, I just wasn’t sure what you wanted so I had her order a few things.” He shrugs it off.
“This is a lot of food, Reed, or should I call you Mr. Nichols?” I smile over at him.
“Until that contract is signed, you’re not my employee. Though I have to admit, I like hearing both out of your mouth.” He leans over and kisses my lips lightly.
“And what do we do about PDA? Is making out in the boss’s office allowed?” I decide to give in, I can’t fight it.
“First, if we are out together, then we aren’t boss/employee, we are an adult couple dating. And second, after you sign on the dotted line, we’ll keep things strictly professional between the hours of eight to five. Before or after those hours, all bets are off and you can be certain, my mouth will be somewhere on you.”
I lick my lips at the thought and cross my legs to relieve the ache that has started to build. He has a way with words.
“I guess I’ll wait to sign this then,” I say, pushing the contract forward to the middle of the table.
“Good.” He dives in for a much-needed passionate kiss, which I think the both of us have been wanting since I walked in.
He heads to the door, locks it, and walks back. Lifting me out of my seat, he places me on the edge of the table, and we start devouring each other once again. His hands find my legs, rubbing up until they push my skirt high enough to expose most of my thighs. My own start to weave in his hair, pulling him closer.
Leaning back slightly, we are both trying to catch our breaths when he speaks, “I really need to take you out properly or I’m going to lose my gentlemanly ways and screw you on this table.”
“Now there’s a thought.”
“Oh, Sweet Pea, I want you in my bed for our first time so I can taste every inch of you before I sink into your hot wetness.”
“Anyone ever tell you that you’re a smooth talker?”
“I think I’ve heard that before,” he winks at me, “now let’s have lunch, before I spread you out and eat you instead.”
Placing one last quick peck to my lips, we are separated and sitting in chairs, side by side. I might have lost my appetite for food but I certainly didn’t lose it for him. I want him more than ever.
* * *
Before I left that day, I signed the contract and then called my parents from my car, asking when they’d be free for me to come over. Two days later I sat on my parents’ couch, explaining everything to them. My dad wasn’t overly thrilled with my decision, but made sure I knew he’d support me. I knew he would.
It’s been a week. Reed and I have texted off and on each day but nothing too extreme. It seems he’s a busy man when he’s in the office. He’s assured me though, it’s only like this when he first comes home, otherwise he leaves like everyone else does at five or maybe six, but he definitely isn’t a guy that stays to all hours at night in the office. His father made him promise to never turn in to that type of CEO, family comes first always.
After emailing back and forth, today’s the day I finally get to meet up with his sister, Gabrielle. I found out the lay of land in the building, based on the information she sent me. First floor is security, a large employee break room, and a small coffee shop. Right above them holds human resources and payroll; then comes the marketing department on the third floor. This leaves the purchasing department on the fourth, followed by accounting on the fifth, along with my new boss’s office, giving Reed the top floor all to himself. There are three conference rooms also up there with him.
I step off the elevator and I’m greeted with an elderly woman who seems so sweet as she walks me right down to where I need to be. She gabs to me the whole way, telling me I am going to love it here, and they are a family. In turn I tell her how excited I am to join the company and I look forward to seeing her again soon.
“Miss Nichols, your two o’clock is here…Miss Foster.”
“Yes, please come in. Have a seat.” She gestures to the chair directly in front of her.
“Hello.”
“Maci, it’s so good to finally put a face to your emails. Reed is right, you are gorgeous.”
I blush at her words but I’m honored she thinks so.
“Thank you. I’m glad we finally get a chance to meet as well.”
“Okay, let’s get down to business before I give you some juicy gossip about my brother,” she giggles and I join her. Clearly he told her that we are more than just friends.
“Sounds good to me.”
“I hear you’re starting with us next Monday. I’ve set you up in an office down the hall from me, I figured since you’ll be giving me the proposals, meeting up to tweak things for prices and things like that, it is just easier for you to be close. I’ll show it to you in a bit. First thing Monday, you’ll have interviews to do.”
“Interviews?” I’m confused.
“Yes, for a secretary. I was going to hire someone, but then I figured, she’s going to be working directly for you, so you should do the hiring yourself. I have narrowed it down to five candidates based on the résumés we’ve gotten.”
“Oh, I didn’t realize that I’d be getting my own secretary.”
“Honey, there is no way you’ll want to take all the phone calls with price quotes and all the other junk that’ll be thrown your way. It’ll be nice having someone on your team to count on.”
“Thank you, that sounds wonderful.”
“So, today is a get to know each other and for me to show you around day.”
We start at the ground floor and work ourselves back up. I am introduced to everyone that I’ll have direct contact with from each department. I am given my badge to get in and out of the building. Then comes my office…my very own office.
Gabrielle excuses herself after she hugs me, telling me it is now after five so I am to call her Gabby. Others walked by my office welcoming me but also saying goodbye for the weekend, since today is Friday.
I look up when I hear a knock on my open door; there stands his sister’s secretary.
“Mr. Nichols delivered this himself, told me to give it to you after you were finished for the day.” She stands there holding a vase full of gerbera daisies and a box wrapped in neon green paper; not sure if it’s a coincidence or not, but if it isn’t, then I totally get the hint.
“Thank you.”
“If there’s nothing else, I’ll be heading out in about fifteen.”
“Just one thing, do you know if Mr. Nichols is still in the building?”
“He is. I’m actually the aunt of his secretary, so we talk a lot,” she smiles, “so I know he’s on a conference call until about five forty-five.”
“Great, thank you. I may try and grab him so I can let him know I appreciate the kind gesture,” I say, nodding toward the box on my desk.
She says her goodbyes and walks out, shutting the door behind her. Sitting behind my desk, I begin to open my present slowly, pulling the ribbon until it unties and falls off. I unwrap it, revealing a white box. Removing the lid, I’m left with tissue paper between me and finding out what his gift is.
After pulling back the tissue paper, I see not only my neon green thong, but also a matching see-through bra. It’s after five, right?
Let’s see if this fits…a smile spreads across my face. It’s time to go see Mr. Nichols in his office.
Chapter Thirteen
Reed
The intercom on my desk goes off with my secretary’s voice.
“Mr. Nichols, I know you said you didn’t really want to be disturbed for the rest of the day, but there’s someone here and she says she has to see you.”
“Who is it?”<
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“Maci Foster.”
Well, that gets my attention and clearly, I got her attention with my gift.
“Please give me five and send her right in. Then you are free to go, have a good weekend.”
“Thank you, I have one last thing to finish up and I’ll be done. Enjoy your weekend too.”
Within a few minutes, there’s a knock to my door as I organize the pile of mail still on my desk.
“Come in.”
I hear the turn of the knob and the click of the door shutting behind her before I look up. Oh, she’s even more beautiful than I burned into my memory. The black heels with matching wraparound dress, tied at her side, has me wanting to pull the strings. Her hair is down, falling over her shoulders in loose curls, and her makeup is light, allowing her beauty to still shine through. Her lips are lined with a touch of pink gloss that makes me want to mess it up. She leans back against the door, staring at me. I come out and around my desk, leaning against the front of it, crossing my ankles, returning her look.
“Maci.”
“Reed.” Her breath hitches as she speaks my name, letting me know she’s just as affected as I am from seeing each other again.
“You look beautiful.”
“And you look different…hotter.” Her face blushes at her boldness, which in turn, turns me on even more.
Looking down at my outfit, I realize she’s only ever seen me one other time dressed up in something other than my black dress pants and white captain’s shirt. So, seeing me in gray slacks and light aqua button-up shirt, matched with a tie that has a mix of both colors striped on it, I’m sure is a bit shocking.
Her eyes follow my hand as I slide it down the front of my tie, letting her know I realize what she’s referencing. “Yes, when I’m at the office, I tend to dress more appropriately for the setting. I don’t think they’d appreciate me in shorts and a polo shirt.”
“I do,” she says, licking her lips.
“So, what do I owe the pleasure of seeing you here?”
“I wanted to come thank you for my gift.”
“I guess I should be thanking you for my surprise first.”
“Yes, but I only gave you one gift, you gave me two more. The flowers were absolutely beautiful but…” Then she does something I don’t see coming.
Her hands start to move, two strings are pulled outward until they are untied. She must have read my mind. It causes my feet to move, I stand straight up, not moving forward. I let her continue.
“I thought I should show you the rest of the gift in person.”
“Oh yeah?”
“Yep,” she says as she opens the dress completely to me, allowing it to slip off her shoulders, hanging on her forearms. There she stands in nothing but neon green. It’s my new favorite color.
“I figured you needed a matching set.” I knew the see-through bra that matches her thong would look just as incredible on her.
“It does match perfectly. I’m wondering, did you shop for it yourself, Captain?” She gives me a sexy smile.
“I did. I’ve shopped enough with my sister to know where to go.”
“It makes you even sexier than before; just knowing you picked it out yourself has me loving it even more.” She traces a finger over her nipple and I can see it harden, which I’m sure matches how hard my cock has become.
I can’t stand it any longer, I need to touch her. Moving closer is necessary for me to have my fingers stop twitching with need. As I step forward, she lets the dress slip to the floor, causing me to move faster. I’m not sure where her new boldness comes from but it’s extremely sexy. In three long strides I’m in front of her.
My hands press against the door on each side of her head, caging her in. As I get a whiff of her scent, my mouth starts to water in anticipation of taking her in my office, which is something I’ve never done before. My eyes watch as her tongue comes out, swiping across her bottom lip before her teeth find it.
“Sweet Pea, I’ve never fucked anyone in my office before, but God I want you.”
Reaching up she hooks her hands around my biceps, putting herself more on display for me than before.
“So, Captain, what are you going to do about it?”
Dropping one hand, I lock the door while smiling, “Well this for starters. There will be no interruptions, I think we’ve had enough of those.”
I return my hand to its place on the door and find her mouth. Our tongues begin to tangle together as her hands move to my neck, then into the back of my hair. My body falls flush with hers, and we are completely lost in the moment. Picking her up, her shoes fall to the floor as she wraps her legs around me, locking her ankles against my back. It’s like they’ve found their home. It allows me to feel her softness in my hands. Her hips start to move in circles and I’m pretty sure I could blow my load in my dress pants right now.
Walking over to the oak conference table in my office, I place her down on it. If I don’t slow this down a little, it’s going to be over before it even starts. I’m pretty sure I’ve never wanted someone so badly before. And the reason for that is she’s not just someone, she’s mine. Once I get a taste, I’m not sure I can ever give her up.
“Sweet Pea, I want you to lie back on the table.”
She does so without questioning me.
Looking down at her, I see nothing but perfection. “God, you’re fucking beautiful. I want to taste every inch of you,” I say, running my hand from the middle of her breasts, down her stomach, over her neon green covered pussy. My fingers stop, allowing my middle finger to apply a slight pressure against her clit, and with one swirl of it, her head tilts slightly farther back with a small moan. Fuck, that was the sexiest thing I’ve ever seen, I don’t think anything can top that…well, maybe her crying out my name.
Hooking her thong, I slowly remove it and put it right in my pocket. They aren’t going anywhere and neither is she. Picking up her bare feet, I place them on the edge of the table, putting her on full display for me. Her shaven pussy glistens with need.
Starting at her right knee, my tongue ascends north. Kissing her right above where I want, my mouth goes dry with want, which in turns has her squirming under my touch. Before another second goes by, I move in for what I know will be the best treat I’ve ever tasted.
One sweep in between her folds allows me to feel her heat on my tongue and taste what I knew would be like nothing I’ve ever had before. I didn’t think it was possible to get any harder than I already am, but after just one drag of my tongue against her, I’m wrong. I stiffen up even more, almost to the point that it’s painful.
I dive in like a starving kid at breakfast; I want it all, every inch of her. The long brushes of my tongue cause her to rock her hips up and down, syncing with my rhythm. Slipping one finger then two into her hot wetness has me losing my shit. I start growling with want, matching her moans.
Just as she says my name one last time, there’s a buzz on the intercom. YOU’VE GOT TO BE FUCKING KIDDING ME! Someone better be dying.
“I better get that, Sweet Pea, or whoever is calling me will come knocking.”
Adjusting myself, I make my way over to my desk. I hit the button as I look over at her. She has brought herself upright on her elbows to see me better as well. Crossing her ankles, she sits quietly, though I prefer her making the noises she was moments ago.
“I’m sorry, Mr. Nichols, but I wanted to let you know that your mom and sister just stepped off the elevator and are heading in your direction.”
That’s all it takes for her to fly off the table after her dress and for my hard-on to go limp instantly. No son wants his mother or sister, to see him in such a predicament. I stand there for a second, wrapping my mind around what just took place and what is about to happen. Since she’s already met my sister this afternoon, there is only one other person for her to meet, and that person means the world to me, my mother. It’s the first time, in a very long time, I actually want her to meet someone I’m interes
ted in. And since I am ready for Maci to be with me, not hiding behind closed doors but where everyone can see us together, it’s time.
Adjusting myself once again, I walk over to her as she is tying up her dress and slipping back on her shoes. I am completely aware I still have her panties, and I have no intention of giving them back anytime soon. Her mouth opens to say something, which I’m pretty sure is to ask for them back, but there’s a knock on the door.
Smirking, I say, “Saved by the bell.”
“Always.” She smiles back.
She runs her fingers through her hair, smoothing it out the best she can, and I follow suit right behind her.
“Stop, you look gorgeous. You ready?”
“As I’ll ever be, other than I’m missing my panties.”
The look on her face tells me she’s amused I still have them. Her playfulness makes me fall even more for her; I love this side.
As I turn the knob, I take one last look at her as she sits in the chair right in front of where she was lying. One deep breath…and I turn the knob.
“To what do I owe the pleasure?”
“Mom came to see me, and I was just telling Mom you met someone,” she says looking directly at me, not realizing we aren’t alone.
“I can’t wait to hear all about her.” Mom stops inside the door, followed by Gabby.
The shocked look on both of their faces tells me they weren’t prepared to see her sitting at the conference table.
“Mom, I’d like you to meet Maci Foster. Maci, this is my mom, Jacqueline, and of course you’ve already met my sister, Gabby.”
“Oh my God, you’re beautiful,” Mom says, moving toward her with her arms out wide. I can tell that Maci is slightly embarrassed by the compliment but it fades as soon as Mom gets closer to her.
“I told her she was gorgeous when I met her,” my sister whispers to me, crossing her arms in front of her.
“I know she is.”
Maci stands, embracing my mom while smiling. The four of us stand and talk for a little bit before they excuse themselves. As they start to walk out, they turn and invite Maci to join us for dinner tonight. She politely declines, explaining she already has plans with her own family but thanks them for including her. Within minutes of them leaving, Maci also excuses herself. Though we make plans tomorrow to meet up for an actual date.
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