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He was testing me, and it was starting to get on my nerves, but that wasn’t all. The rest of my body was pumping with heat, so much so that a droplet of sweat was rolling down the length of my spine. I lifted my chin, trying my best to ignore it.
Even worse, I could feel my nipples hardening underneath the lined cups of my bra, and I hoped that it was thick enough to hide them. When his gaze glanced down, my cheeks flamed knowingly, and I turned my head, the tension between us palpable.
But the most terrible part of all was that I could feel that my panties were soaked. This back and forth between us was almost more than I could bear.
It was as if we were both butting heads, fighting to be the alpha, and neither of us seemed to be coming out on top.
Something about him was setting me on edge. I didn’t know what it was, but I most certainly didn’t like it.
Or maybe I did.
I wasn’t sure.
“Perhaps your business might even improve with an approach like mine,” he offered, the boldness in his voice unmistakable.
Too bold…
“From my research, you seem to have a very… hands-on approach with those you work with, Mr. Blackwater,” I remarked, a slight edge to my voice. I was treading dangerous ground, and a part of me didn’t care. I couldn’t help myself.
I wasn’t going to be another one of his conquests.
“One has to be involved in all aspects of one’s business to ensure success,” he replied smoothly. “I assume you operate similarly with your firm?”
“Absolutely,” I shot back, meeting his intensity with equal fervor. “I don’t shy away from getting my hands dirty. Whatever it takes to get the job done.”
“Good,” he mused.
He held my gaze, the air between us charged. “Then let’s shape a narrative that works for both of us. What’s your plan for my company?”
He steepled his hands, and I couldn’t help but notice their large size. Immediately, I licked my lips, wondering how those nice big hands would feel cupping my ass as he pressed me up against the wall and drove his length into my wet heat.
Oh my god. Stop thinking like Zara! You’re Morgan Davis, and you run your own PR firm. You can do this.
I took a deep breath and cleared my throat, forcing myself to refocus on the task at hand. For a second, it was difficult, but I eventually got a hold of my wayward thoughts.
It certainly wasn’t easy though.
“First, we need to address the current public perception head-on. No beating around the bush. We acknowledge the past but pivot to the future. Your company’s innovations, its contributions to technology, and corporate social responsibility—that’s the story we need to tell.”
Hunter nodded, seemingly impressed. “Sounds like you’ve given this some thought.”
Despite his reluctant approval, I couldn’t shake the competitive edge to our interaction. “I wouldn’t suggest it if I hadn’t thought it through,” I replied, a touch of defiance in my voice.
“I have to admit, Ms. Davis, I like a woman with a sharp tongue, but I have a much better use for that pretty mouth,” he said softly, his gaze locked with mine.
“I’m not another one of your sluts,” I countered before I thought it through.
His gaze turned molten, almost like I’d awakened the beast inside him and now he’d come alive.
The air between us seemed to crackle, charged with an unspoken, almost primal energy. It was as if our verbal sparring had ignited something more, a fiery undercurrent that threatened to blow at any given moment.
I didn’t know if I wanted it to blow or not.
I could feel the heat rising on my cheeks, my heartbeat quickening. His presence was overwhelming, enveloping the room like a tangible force, and I swallowed back a heavy gasp.
“Your ideas are intriguing, Ms. Davis,” he said, cutting through the tension between us, his voice a low rumble that resonated within me. “I’m looking forward to seeing how you execute them.”
I struggled to maintain my composure, my rage at his comment boiling through me like a sudden storm. “Execution is key, Mr. Blackwater. And I assure you, my team and I are more than capable.”
