Page 32 of His To Obey

“In here. This is my office.” I motioned behind me. I noticed her slight frown and I smiled inward. She probably assumed she would be in her own space too. Not today princess. I need you right next to me.

She walked toward me and paused when I hadn’t moved to allow her entry. I was hoping she would look at me so I could gage if the technique helped. But she stood there not making eye contact. Her focus was on everything around me to avoid my gaze. I took that time to scan her body from head to toe. Her hair was bone straight with a part down the middle. She wore light makeup and red lipstick. Her curves were perfect in her dress and them damn legs had me exhaling to calm my unprofessional ass thought.

“Shall we get started?” She asked finally meeting my eyes with one brow raised and a serious demeanor. I turned sideways leaving just enough room to allow her to brush by me. She tried to avoid it, but our bodies touched and I was met with her intoxicating scent. I licked my lips before looking out the door. Anastasia was standing there cheesing wide at me. I looked away knowing I was caught.

“I was under the impression I would have a little more of my own space.” Blythe spoke after I closed the door and made it to my chair.

“This is easier. Have a seat.” I motioned toward the chair next to me. I didn’t want her to know I requested she share my space for my own selfish reasons. “The client we are meeting with is a major contributor to the McCallum firm. We are meeting with them to move finances around. Allow me to do all the talking. This will give you a feel of how things operate.” I spoke opening folders on my desk.

She sat down and tried to keep a good distance away from me. Chuckling I continued talking. I know she was probably a little uncomfortable because of what happened this morning, but we would talk later about that.

Thirty minutes later we were prepped and headed to the conference room. Walking down the hall I placed my hand to the small of her back and guided her path. She stiffened under my hold, but I refused to move away. I needed to feel her body like an addict clutching their fix.

“The man of the hour. Mr. Douglas. Thank you so much for meeting with us.”

“Of course. How could I not meet the man that is keeping me rich.” I released Blythe and shook hands with Mr. Douglas our richest and most powerful client. “And who is this beautiful woman next to you?” My jaw flexed slightly at him eye fucking her. He looked her over as if he wanted to lay her on this conference table. Clearing my throat I tried to break his wandering gaze.

“This is…”

“Hello, Blythe Livingston. It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Douglas.” She reached out and shook his hand firmly.

“Impressive. It is wonderful to make your acquaintance.”

“Let’s get started.” I stated clearing my throat.

“Yes of course.” We all grabbed a chair. Me sitting in the one right next to her. I felt territorial now. “So, tell me how to make me richer.” He clapped his hands never breaking his stare from Blythe.

Forty-five minutes, forty-five damn minutes of him eye fucking Blythe. The whole meeting his eyes stayed focus on her. I know for a damn fact he had no idea what I was saying and his assistant would be calling to get everything sent over. Blythe kept it professional and allowed me to talk but I was irritated as fuck.

I don’t know why it pissed me off so bad, but I hated his eyes roaming her body. She wasn’t mine but I be damned if it didn’t feel like she was. Now that I know what she sounds like when she moans, no one else will know that sound.

“So, Ms. Blythe. Tell me about yourself? I must say you make these boring meetings a little more exciting.” They chuckled together and I exhaled trying to relax.

“Thank you, Mr. Douglas. I am from our home office. I am only temporarily here.”

“Yes, she is shadowing me for our partner position. Depending on how well she does here will determine if she gets the partnership or not.” I frowned in her direction. She held my gaze, her expression mirroring mine.

“I imagine you are a shoe in. Beauty and brains. Maybe I should move so you can be my permanent accountant.” He chuckled breaking our stare down.

“Maybe you should. I am sure I can make you richer.” Blythe spoke standing to her feet. He stood quickly and shook her hand.

“Blythe, do me a favor and get with Anastasia. I believe she has some paperwork I need you to file away for me.” I stuck my hands in my slacks as I stood. What I was doing was petty as fuck, but I needed him to stop fucking touching her. She raised a brow and flexed her jaw muscle before smiling sweetly at Mr. Douglas and walking out the conference room.

After wrapping things up in the conference room I went in search of her. I was always looking for her. I wanted to be near her. Fuck she was messing with my head and making me lose focus. I found her sitting at Anastasia’s desk they were both laughing and looking at something on her phone.

“Blythe, I need to speak to you for a minute in my office.” They both looked up in my direction. She stood tall staring me in the eyes.

“Actually, we were heading to lunch. We finished the paperwork filing early. It will need to wait until after the company required lunch hour for employees.” Her head dropped to the side slightly challenging me.

It was strongly enforced for all employees to take a lunch. We wanted time away from the desk uninterrupted to ensure office morale. But partners didn’t have to apply the same rule. They could come and go as they pleased as long as everything was in order. She was calling me out for making her help Anastasia.

“It wasn’t a request. My office now!” My voice boomed and they both flinched. I was beyond frustrated sexually. She was really trying me and waking the beast.

I walked in the office and tossed the file on the desk before loosening my tie. Her heels were heard moving toward me agonizingly slow. When she finally graced the threshold, I was there on her ass. Slamming the door, I forced her back against it and pressed my body to hers. I didn’t speak right away. I could see the slight fear in her eyes, but I also noticed her intrigue about what I would do.

“You are testing my fuckin’ patience. I am trying to be professional, but I swear I want to bend that pretty ass over and fuck you into submission, period and all. Have it looking like a fuckin’ crime scene in here.” Her eyes widened and the pulse in her neck quickened. I reached up and ran my thumb across it. “I get it love; you need to be in control. But not with me. Sit back and let me handle shit, I promise I got you and it will be damn worth it.” I pressed my erection into her and squeezed her neck. Her breathing was labored and she wouldn’t break my stare. Tightening my grip, I inched closer damn near with our lips pressing. Her face was turning red, and her breath was down to a wheezing moan. Her eyes hooded and I felt like she would pass out if I didn’t let her take in a breath. Biting my lip, I released her from my grasp slowly. She gasped and laid her head back against the door. “Now go enjoy your lunch, on me. Come back with a better attitude or I will make good on my promise.” I kissed the side of her mouth before stepping back.

She looked at me stunned. Not moving a muscle before a smile slowly creeped on her face. I watched her demeanor go from fearful to excited in a matter of seconds. She reached up and thumbed the spot I kissed and stuck it in her mouth seductively.