Sheila was dumbfounded as she stared at herself in the floor-length mirror, she plainly couldn't believe her eyes. Zoey had put in so much work picking out a dress with the fashionable, elegant, and sexy criteria. It had been quite tasking fitting in different dresses before finally settling for this. Even after sighting this one from outside, she still had to try others out, just in case she found anything she might like more -she didn't. Elegance, sophistication, class, even flattering was way too many expectations from a single dress but after the day's long, they had found that dress, alongside the perfect piece of jewelry for it. She stared at the image of herself in the floor-length red dress; a color Zoey had picked specifically stating it would do the job of attraction, with its neckline swooping low, and her back bare left her skeptical.The dress might be sitting upon her skin as soft as petals, its hue the many reds of a rose garden but the thought that she could be tryi
As they made their way over to the parked limousine, his hands fell to the small of her back; directing her to move slightly ahead of himself.Aww! Such a gentleman. She would be swooning if she wasn't already so smittenHe pulled open the door to the car, gesturing for her to precede him into the luxurious vehicle. With a smile of thanks she obliged, planting her butt in the comfortable leather of the car's interiorHe joined her almost immediately, then removed the screen dividing the driver's section from theirs and gave his orders"Sergio, the Beekman please""Alright Sir" the driver whose name was Sergio called back before pulling out of the driveway and onto the traffic"So you never did mention what exactly this charity is for. I mean I know it's to help out the less privileged but which sector is it focused on? Children, widows, single moms, veterans, the world's poor, the hungry, fighting diseases…."Derrick chuckled as Sheila listed off the number of people that could be hel
He was out of the limousine before it even rolled completely to a stop, the bulge between his thighs straining against the fabric of his pants; threatening to rip the restraining zipper openHere he was, all 6ft 2 inches of cold, determined male being brought to his knees by a petite woman, barely up to his chestThe image of her in that form-fitting red dress that outlined every single one of her tempting curves in a body made for sin, and exposed a fair bit of cleavage was more torture than he had ever been faced with - and that was saying something. He had been through an unfair share of torture in his life. He pulled open the door, stretching out an arm to help her out. She smiled graciously, placing her small, soft palms in his large ones.He helped her out as slowly as he would allow, considering the floor length dress and killer heels she had on. Just as she stepped out she placed a hand on his chest with a smile, muttering a "thank you" and started towards the door, not both
Finally, she finished undoing the buttons of his crisp white shirt. She pushed it off his shoulder like she did the jacket, then started planting small kisses along his neck His hand wrapped around her, pulling her flush against him as she took her time, trailing her lips over every muscle-packed inch of flesh before her.His breathing hitched as her mouth continued to trail downwards, her hot tongue swirling around a pec that tightened in response. It didn't satisfy her so she repeated the motion again, nipping his pecs softly. Her lips curled over his nipple, suckling on it slowly at first, and then with more vigor; while her fingers worked at the other, making sure to leave no one unattended. She moved her mouth from one to the other, replacing her mouth with her expert fingers as she went to shower her affection on its second. Having had her fill of torture by nipple, she changed direction; and continued the trail south, going lower as her hot mouth planted sweet kisses over ev
Jenna was fuming, her vision gleamed red as she marched over to Derrick's office. The heels of her shoes clicked noisily against the tiled floors as she strutted arrogantly along the hallway.How bold of him to have ignored her because of a mere secretary. Something had to be going on between them, there was no way in hell their relationship was strictly professional.The table outside of his office door sat proudly empty, causing the already dangerous fumes of anger to spike brighter within the furious woman. The amount of privileges his secretary got was beginning to grate on Jenna's nerves, serving as fuel for the suspicious thoughts she so angrily stewed over.She was not surprised in the least to find that she wasn't at work today. In fact, it was expected. If the way Derrick had stared after her the whole night and practically shielded her with his arm around her back was any indication, then she had every right to be worried. The girl was beginning
The shrill, high-pitched sound that left Zoey's mouth was enough to burst Sheila's eardrums into a million tiny pieces; she was so glad it didn't. She could practically feel the excitement pouring off Zoey as she filled her in on her passionate escapades with her boss the previous night."Oh my God! You're literally the luckiest girl alive Sheila" Zoey gushed in excitement, the sound caused Sheila's laughter to break free.Trust Zoey to be overly dramatic over the happenings of her life. After endless seconds of cheerful chatter, she turned serious"What are you leaving out?" Zoey questioned softlySheila, confused, paused her thoughts to give response to Zoey's question."What do you mean?"Zoey sighed long and hard before she answered the question. “I can practically hear the wheels churning in your head. You’re thinking, worse even…you’re overthinking. What is bothering you about all this?”“I d
Derrick spoke quietly on the phone, moving farther away so she didn't hear what was being said.Sheila turned back to the stove and continued staring absently. Hurt pulsed within her at the sudden distance he showcased. How he went from thoughtful and kind to distant in just a little over an hour was a mystery she couldn't solve, but it was one that hurt like hell. She knew it was too good to be true, so she had no one to blame but herself, for letting her guard down.Sheila went through the motion of cooking in a robotic fashion, no longer thrilled by the prospect of preparing something amazing for him. She just wanted to get out of there. She would head over to Zoey's as soon as she was done here, maybe she would also get lost in a bottle of alcohol or two, since she was suddenly an expert at making bad decisions.The food was done, and the table was set before his call ended. Sheila was grabbing some juice from the refrigerator when he walked back into the ki
Derrick sat at the table in the restaurant with a glass of scotch in his hand. He took a burning sip and continued to gaze out at the sea not too far away. He couldn't sleep, he couldn't concentrate enough to get any job done and he couldn't fucking think straight. Sheila was on constant replay in his head, her reactions to what he had said earlier. Everything about the situation was starting to scare him more than usual."A penny for your thoughts?" Jenna said as she dropped into the chair across from him; already waving a waiter over.She had asked to meet him to talk about what had happened in his office back in New York, and he agreed to it, asking that she meet him here. He was already here when she called anyways, so there was no point in asking to meet up elsewhere."A glass of champagne please" she called sweetly to the waiter as soon as he reached the table"Anything else?" the young girl asked, looking between the both of them"Anot