knew exactly how to please a woman and to make her moan with ecstasy.
I had never had sex before, but I imagined that Alexander was exactly the type of man I wanted to give my virginity to.
I was getting hot just thinking about it, sitting there in my cubicle. I wondered if I could sneak off to a quiet meeting room somewhere in the building and engage in a little bit of self love.
Or maybe I could handle things right here in my cubicle.
My hand slipped beneath my suit jacket as if it had a mind of its own. My fingers grazed across my breast, and my nipple hardened instantly at my touch. A warm tingling thrill rushed through me.
Could I really be doing this in the middle of the office where anyone could catch me?
I strained my ears for any sounds that someone was approaching, but the coast seemed clear. My hand began massaging my breast, and I had to bite my lip to stifle a moan.
I must have been hornier than I thought. My whole body seemed hot and sensitive. My thighs clenched together, putting pressure on the desperate ache throbbing between my legs. I knew what I wanted, but I didn’t dare touch myself down there while sitting in the middle of the office.
There would be no explaining that if someone came in and caught me.
But my need was overwhelming. It had been too long since I’d relieved my passionate urges. Between school and the new job, I barely had any time to myself, much less any time to take matters into my own hands, so to speak.
My skirt was just loose enough for me to press my hand down between my legs. I stroked myself through the thin material. A shudder ran through my body at the feeling. Just that light pressure of my hand was enough to make me squirm.
I imagined that my hand was Alexander’s hand. The thought of his strong, masculine hand buried between my legs got me soaking wet and hornier than I ever thought imaginable. A quiet moan escaped my lips.
“Carol,” a deep voice behind me said.
It was my uncle.
Chapter 2
I froze in my seat and my face turned beet red. Thank god I had my back to him. There was no way he could see what I had been doing. Still, I was pretty sure he had heard the sound of my moan.
“Carol, are you alright?” he asked, the concern evident in his voice.
I took a deep breath to steady myself. Then I spun my chair around, moving my hands to sit innocently in my lap as I did it. I tried to put on my most neutral expression, hoping that he couldn’t see the desire surging within me.
He looked down at me with his cool blue eyes. I could stare into those eyes for hours.
No, I had to stop thinking like that. It was wrong. He was family, and I shouldn’t have these kind of dark desires for family. I don’t know what had come over me, but it needed to stop.
“Yes, I’m fine,” I finally said. “How are you?”
He almost seemed surprised by the question. Did nobody ever ask him how he was doing? Was he truly that alone in the world? My heart went out to him in that moment.
“I’m good,” he said. “I was just coming in to check up on you.”
“Oh, things with me are the same as ever. I’ve been reading the financial reports and I’ve come up with some investment ideas.”
He brushed my comment away. “That’s nice.”
The easy way with which he dismissed my ideas made me angry. My arousal washed away beneath my cold fury. Maybe he would never be interested in me as a woman, but he was damn well going to learn to respect me as a colleague, no matter how young I was.
“When are you going to set me up to meet with some clients?” I asked.
He shrugged. “When I think you’re ready.”
“And when will that be? I know all the markets and all the strategies. Why did you even hire me if you didn’t actually want my input?”
His eyes narrowed. “I hired you for your potential. But I don’t think you have what it takes to
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