A chance meeting in a bar leads to the most erotic night of Pam's life. Only when she awakes, Gabe is gone, and naturally she doesn't expect to see him again. Until Monday morning that is, when she arrives at the office...and meets her new boss.
For Gabe, one night was never going to be enough. He wants Pam again and intends to have her. Will she be able to look past their working relationship? And if so, will she be able to please her boss?
I never expected to see him again before I read the note. Like, ever. I mean, why would I? That’s the whole point of a one night stand, right? The fact you never see them again. The clue is in the freaking name, after all! But there he was, bearing down on me with the scorch still in his chocolate eyes and his hair still begging me to stroke it.
I swallowed, shifted and tried to get my head around it. Gabriel. Here. In my office, Gabriel, my freaking boss. What were the odds?
I thought of his message and groaned. Looks like I’ll be seeing you a lot sooner than you think. Until then, gorgeous, Gabriel.
Of course he’d seen the reports with Ixon blazoned across them. Seen my name there. Pamela Hunt, Head of Research. He’d known we’d be meeting again today. I, however, had not even thought to connect Gabe Janson, my new boss, with Gabriel, my smoking hot one night stand. Shit.
He walked over to my desk, a grin creasing his face. “Pam.”
I nodded, in what I hoped was a businesslike manner. “Gabriel.”
“It’s good to see you again,” he said.
He smiled. I smiled too, I totally couldn’t help myself. The tension between us arced and he looked down at my tits. An eyebrow raised, and I only just stopped myself from looking down too. No doubt my nipples were bulleting my top. Big tits, big nipples––that was the way I rolled.
“I’d like to see you in my office today,” Gabriel continued. “Do you have time to fit me in?”
“I believe I have a window already put aside for you, yes.”
“I appreciate that.”
God, my pants were soaked, which was totally inappropriate! But an image of his magnificent dick refused to leave my mind and I only just contained a whimper.
“I’ve set up a lunch as well,” he added. “Just the department heads. How about we meet after that? Does that fit your window?”
“It does indeed.” It didn’t, of course. I’d arranged a 12 o’ clock with Gabriel’s PA, but I’d happily take the other slot. This was my boss now, and clearly we were going to have to do the ‘morning-after’ chat. Only now it was a couple of days later, and we had this new added complication. Shit.
“I look forward to it already, Pam,” he said. I was fairly freaking certain that every one of my staff picked up on the seductive tone to his voice.
I nodded and smiled again. He smiled back. I drenched my pants a second time, and a quick look down showed his shaft, thick and hard in his pants. Dirty, but now inappropriate, possibilities filled my mind and I clenched my legs tightly together.
He coughed, and turned to the rest of the staff. “I’ll be back through about three-ish, to meet everyone properly.”
Heads bobbed, and I couldn’t help noticing four pairs of eyes, belonging to Jane, Sally, Rick and Sasha zeroing on our new boss’s cock. I could hardly blame them. It was fucking obvious, there for all to see. The memory of the feel of it in my pussy hit me, and I gripped the side of my desk. Jesus, it had felt so amazing! If I closed my eyes, which obviously I couldn’t right now, I could almost feel the sensation of him stroking my walls, pulling my clit downwards with each inward thrust.
“I started off in research myself.”
The staff all smiled. Who better than a researcher to understand what we did?
“I hope you’ll throw the odd project my way,” Gabriel continued. “Just to keep my math up to scratch.”
He couldn’t have said anything more perfect and Dave smiled, his curls bouncing on his shoulders, getting his geek on. “We’ve got a really exciting piece of cluster analysis we’re working on.”
Gabriel nodded, reached over and scrolled down our iPod. “Sounds good. Will I hear this in my office?”
Dave’s smile faded. “The walls are pretty thin, sir.”
The office paused, breath held to hear his next words, and I took the opportunity to relax my thigh muscles. “I hope there’s some Stone Roses on there, then,” he said. “But I gotta say, I draw the line at ‘Glee’.”
And that was that. The whole office fell for the new boss, nodding and smiling at him and one another. I shifted in my seat as my mind worked through the suddenly-complicated situation my whoreish behavior had landed me in.
“I’ll see you soon, Pam,” he said as he turned to leave, a scorching smile shooting in my direction. My body quivered, remembering that smile as he licked his way down my tits.
I took a deep breath and nodded. What were the fucking odds?