His name from her lips did things to his groin, he could already picture her bare before him while he rammed his cock deep inside her, and telling her to call his name while he did. He closed his eyes and inhaled deeply.
"Are you fine, sir?" Stella was most definitely sure she was not fine, but she could feign it. He could not. She wondered if it was an underlying reason that was the reason for his discomfort or evident dislike for her. She'd imagined that he'd hate her, that much was certain, but she'd not expected it to be this much.
"I'm fine," Matteo cleared his throat and continued with the interview, "How do you approach teamwork and collaboration?"
Stella leaned back into her seat, her mood half spoilt, the other, hanging on to the thread that he was willing to go through with the interview, even if she did not get hired. It was a pathetic goal – not exactly, but it was worth the wait.
