The Dark Roots of Desire

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✶ C ✶

As the last keystroke was entered, I leaned back while taking off my glasses and I dragged my hand up to my forehead and rubbed it slightly. Thankfully the office was empty and that allowed me to close my eyes to absorb the quiet still air. I opened them slowly and glanced at the clock on the wall. 7:40 and the only sound that echoed was the light tapping of keys on a keyboard from the other room. The deadline had been pushed up by ten days, and I was hard-pressed to get all the work done, so I asked Sarah to stay late last night and tonight. Being the ever dutiful assistant, she, of course, agreed to stay as she had always done in the past. Her nails created a mesmerizing rhythm, much like fingers on a piano playing a symphony, allowing my mind to wander to the memory of the outfit she wore today. It was a short black skirt that clung to her like a wet paper towel lying across a hand; I loved how it followed the toned muscles of her legs, up to the roundness of her taut ass, and finally cinching in tight on her waist. She was gorgeous and I wanted to see more of her. Instantly, I realized that I was hungry, and it wasn't my stomach growling.

"Sarah... come in here for a minute," I said as my eyes fixated on the door. A few seconds later she entered my office in her black skirt, red top, and slender black heels. I couldn't help but smirk as I watched her. There was something about her that grabbed my attention. It wasn't just the way she walked or even the way her eyes would flicker devilishly when she looked at me as she took her place at the front on my desk. No, it was everything about her and it fueled my fire every time her body was in my presence. Her top hugged her perfectly. It wasn't too tight to make others stare but it was tight enough to allow me to see what I was missing underneath.

"Yes, Mr. Stone?" she replied with her heels clicking on the floor as she approached my desk.

"You can call me Cody. It's after hours."

"Thank you, Mr. Stone," she responded as a light blush hit her cheeks.

I just shook my head and let my eyes drift up and down as she came to stop in front of my desk. "I'm hungry," I said.

A slow smile pulled at the corners of her mouth as she tilted her head slightly to the left. "What are you hungry for?" she asked coyly.

"I'm not sure," I said as my eyes met hers. I knew what I wanted and my hunger was quickly growing as I continued to eye every curve that stood in front of me... but I also knew she couldn't stay much later; she needed to get back home to see him before he started getting nosey again.

"What," I continued, "did you have in mind?"

✶ S ✶

Cody Stone was a determined hard-ass boss and that was obvious to anyone who had the pleasure of meeting him. But he was also a sexy, strong-minded man who revved my engine inexplicably. It was a year ago when I entered his office for an interview and just the view of him nearly knocked me to my knees. The months that followed only proved that the attraction I had for him was much more than just physical. Routinely his commanding tone had a tendency to make my legs shake as moisture would drip down and dot my panties, well, when I was wearing any. I loved my job, so when he asked me to stay late, I knew I couldn't deny him... any request. Not to mention, how much I delighted in any extra time I could spend with the man who filled my fantasies on a daily and nightly basis. Pleasing him always seemed to make my time working feel less like work and more like serving an unknown purpose. When I heard him call my name, my fingers seized and my stomach did a small flip. I had hunger on my mind but not the kind that food would satisfy. Swallowing hard, I slid my chair back before standing up and straightening my skirt. I wore it nice and tight, just the way he liked it. I took a deep breath to calm my nerves before entering his office.