I fixed my skirt as the elevator doors opened. I was wearing my long lined skirt and a black turtleneck long sleeve shirt with a black leather boots. I was back in his office building again, but this time it was empty. There was only the security and cleaners, I guess cause was it Friday people went home early. I left work early as well so I wouldn't be late, I got here right on time, there was a security waiting to take me up. I looked at the back of his bald head as he lead the way. I didn't have to sit down waiting this time.
Spent all week planning for this, I went over my questions with Emma in the morning and she said they were good. She had wanted me to change my clothes again but I told her this was what I wanted too wear. I knew most people looked at me weird cause of my choice of clothes but I didn't care, I know she meant well.
"Right through here miss" he says pushing the door opened
"Thank you" I smiled at him and he nodded.
Greeting the same office again, the first thing I saw was the city lights through the glass walls. It was beautiful, I can see why left it opened.
"Hello, you must be Myra" I turned when I heard the voice.
I saw a man with blonde hair sitting on the couch, it was Luke Thomas.
"Yes I am" I say approaching him.
I look around looking for Mr Kingsley but once again he wasn't here. I looked Luke, he had gotten up and held his hands out. I took his hands and smiled "nice to meet you Sir" I tell him
"Please call me Luke, take a sit" he says pointing to the sofa while he sat on the couch. He was looking at me smiling.
"Will Mr Kingsley be joining us" I asked confused
"Yes he is just running a bit late" he says offering me a glass of water
"Thank you" I collected it. I wasn't surprised he was late, seems like he was always late to his meetings
"Why don't we get starter then" I tell him opening my bag, I can start with his questions while we wait for the late comer.
"Sure" he says getting comfortable on the couch, I looked at his long legs in his black suit pants. He probably as tall as Mr Kingsley. The look completely different. Luke had bright features, blonde hair, green eyes while Mr Kingsley was dark, black hair and brown eyes.
"Were are you from" I hear him ask. I looked at him alarmed that he asked that.
"Long Island" I tell him
"So your not far from home?"
"No, I guess not" I say
"Forgive me, I should be the one asking the questions" I say him making him laugh
"Yes I guess but it's fair that I get to ask some questions as well" he says cheekily. I nodded cause I wasn't sure I could say no to him. His smile was captivating.
"What's your ethnicity" he asked looking at my curly hair
"My mother is Puerto Rican and African American, my father is caucasian"
He looked awed "that's interesting, I wouldn't have been able to tell"
I wanted to say not really but I didn't want to be rude, so I nodded and smiled.
"Will Mr Kingsley be here soon" I ask impatiently, I didn't feel comfortable just with him.
"You're very fond of him aren't you" he grins
I blushed and looked at my hands, I didn't want him to think I had inappropriate thoughts in mind.
"No, just the interview has to include the both of you" I tell him flustered
"It's okay, I understand you don't find me as charming as him" he pouts
"What, no that's not" I stutter out quickly
"I'm teasing you Myra, he had a important phone call he shouldn't be too long now"
"Can I excuse myself to the rest room please" I asked getting up, the room got too hot for me, I could feel my face getting red, my head was filled with thoughts of Mr Kingsley and I doing unspeakable things. Where the hell did this come from.
"Yes, door to your left" he says looking at me intensely, there was a bit of glint in his eye
"Excuse me" I got up and walked to the door that was behind him.
I closed the door behind me letting out a breathe. I leaned against the door closing my eyes, trying to clear my thoughts,
"Ms Myra" I jumped when I heard his voice, I thought I was in the bathroom. The light were dime making the room a little dark.
I opened my eyes I saw Mr Kingsley leaning against a table looking at me confused. He looked more handsome than the first day we met, his beard grew and was covering half his face. He had one only a white t-shirt and grey pants. The first few buttons of his shirt was undone, I could see a few chest hair peaking through. This wasn't the bathroom, I looked at him speechless not knowing what to say. Did Luke possibly send me in here knowing that he was there.
He rises from his chair, my gaze traveling up with him until he's stood at full height. He's very tall. His white shirt is casually rolled at the sleeves, but he still wears a black tie, loosely knotted and hanging down the front of a broad chest.
He makes his way around his massive desk and slowly walks towards me. It's then that I take in the full impact of him. I gulp. This man is so perfect, I'm almost in pain. His dark blavkyhair looks like he's half attempted to get it into some semblance of a style but given up. His eyes are sludgy brown, but bright and way too intense, and the stubble covering his square jaw does nothing to conceal the handsome features beneath it.
"Mr Kingsley" I say almost sounding like a moan.
"What are you doing here?" he asks moving towards me. His voice sent shivers to my core, I pressed my thighs together feeling a sensation down there. He reaches forward and clasps both of my shoulders, then slowly leans in to kiss me, his lips brushing lightly over my burning cheek. I tense all over. I can hear my pulse throbbing in my ears, and even though it's completely inappropriate for a business meeting, I do nothing to stop him. I'm all over the place.
"You smell like roses" he whispers in my ear, which only serves to make me moan slightly. He must feel my tenseness – it's not difficult, I'm rigid – because his grip eases up and he lowers his face to my level, looking me directly in the eyes. 'Are you okay?' he asks, one side of his mouth lifting into a semblance of a smile. I notice a single frown line across his forehead.
I move away from the door licking my dry lips "I thought this was the bathroom" he stops a few step way from me
"This isn't the bathroom, it's the other door"
"I can see that now" I say staring eye level at his chest
"You were late. Again" I whisper looking up his face "Luke said you had an important call"
"I did" he says his eyes not leaving my lips
"I should take you across my legs for what you wrote" he say moving back to the long table in the middle of the room that was surrounded with black leather chairs.
"What" I say thinking I didn't ear him right
"Come here Myra" my legs starting moving not thinking. He looked very pleased when he saw me walking towards him.
"Why do you wear such ridiculous long skirts" he pulled at it when I got close to him.
"Sir?" I asked confused, he didn't like my skirts?
"Mr Kingsley" he corrected me still holding my skirt in his hands "I would like to see what's underneath it"
"I think I'd like that too" I whisper not thinking. Oh god did I just say that. He looked surprised but smirked.
"How old are you Myra?" he hands moves to my arm stroking it slowly. My breathe hitch, I could feel butterflies in my stomach.
"23, Mr Kingsley"
"You are so young" he says looking at my face
"Not really" I say breathing heavily.
"Would you like me to punish you for what you wrote"
"No, Mr Kingsley?" I answered confused. What did he mean by punished? Was this was he called me back, he wanted to get back at me about the article.
"Are you sure, you had an awful lot to say on the paper " his hands moved to my waist pulling me closer to him. I gasp at the sudden movement. I could feel something hard pressing against the middle of my thighs. I looked up at him alarmed, oh god was that his.....?
"Oh god" I moaned out, this wasn't good, I can get fired for this if my boss was to find out.
"You should let me go Mr Kingsley" I begged but he head moved to my face capturing my lips in his before I could protest. I felt the warmth of his lips transfer to my slightly cold ones as he kissed me. His teeth nipping my lower lip while his hands grabs my waist harder making me wince. I place both my hands against his chest to push on it.
"Mnng," I moaned when he nipped the skin enough to draw the little amount of blood causing a sting, in contrast tracing his tongue gently.
My heart began beating wildly in my chest as he kissed, I have never been kissed like this before. But I didn't have that much experience in the area. I felt his tongue in my mouth, seeking for mine. The kiss was making my head spin in a cloud of lust. He nipped and sucked and nipped my lips again.
"I was wondering what was taking you so long" I jumped back when I heard Luke behind us but Mr Kingsley hands didn't leave my waist. I was breathing heavily looking at his chocolate brown eye. He licked his lips and smirked.
"I would like to do that again, soon. " he whispers in my ear before letting me go. It sounded like a promise.