my boss is my king seductive
chapter 1: staring at you
Standing at the corner of the room, I see my boss running on his treadmill wearing only his lose pants which perfectly hung around his lower back, restraining the every attempt of his sweat to go down. He was exposed, his lean muscular chest glows even more, flashing sparks all around.
Matching the rhythm of his pace, he occasionally squeezed the rod of the machine...
How perfect he is... how beautiful he creates everything around him. The air around him smells of the dark chocolate, the color , the odor was enough to melt me entirely.
"what would it feel, if he squeeze you like that?"
My subconscious mind questioned me, a question which I want to find a answer for !!!
I cursed my mind, "it's a sin to have such thoughts for a man who is not even your boss but owner of your as well as of your family", my subconscious mind reminded me
Just shut up you dirty bitch... I growled!!!!!! Rooling my eyes at me .
With each passing minute, the speed of his race increased, making me more restless and hot warm inside. It was he who was running but here my knees ached, I trembled. I was loosing strength from my legs. My brain was warning me.
He was all wet in his sweat, panting, breathless. The sweats were flowing from tip of his hair all to his exposed chest, some of it resting and declining to fall from his nipples. I found myself touching my breast, imagining of doing it to him. My throat was avid and dry.
SHITTT !!!! DAMN SHITTT !!!!!!!!
It was embarrassing, the whole instinct was embarrassing. I immediately removed my hands and clenched hug my diary close to my chest, as a savior of my act. I gazed up to look if he noticed me doing it, but NO !!!!!!!!!
Thank god ... He is still deep into his iPod.
I don't know how my face looked. But I hated those sweat of being there on him, so close, so touched. It could feel the warmness of his skin, charmed from the smoothness of his body. I inhaled deeply and lower my eyes but every time I failed and stole my glance up at him. I feel an odd exhilarating shiver run through me
I was increasingly embarrassed about the kind of cloth I was wearing. I lived in the apartment opposite to him, hence as I got a call from him about for tomorrow's project discussion, I ran fast in his apartment in my single slim strap lower thigh length baby pink midi, collecting my notepad and slipping my bathroom slippers within 5 minute.
"Oh No!!!!!, you have definitely wore the wrong cloth, girl", above all my mind was continuously making me uncomfortable.
It's about half an hour; I'm standing shakily, trying hard to suppress my nerves. If I knew he had so much time for him, I could at least have dressed decently.
AGAIN
An uncomfortable silence, I was so uncomfortable that I had all the time decided to look anywhere except him.
I glance up... and find myself locked in his bold grey gaze. I was captivated by my boss, "Raghav singhania", who was now on the floor, wiping the juice from corner of his mouth, panting but staring intensely at me.
He grey eyes for a while locked into mine but then...
He moved it around everywhere, slowing justifying and analyzing my curves. He was openly and intentionally checking me out. It was not he usually do, he is known for his arrogant and wild behavior, A MAN OF DECIPLINE . But standing there , he looked so different.
"kalpana..." he whispered, his voice husky and clouded
My boss took my name... "Oh no... my name", my name have never sounded so hot and sexy ever before. In the office, I never get the chance of sitting and talking to him. I remember, once during the meeting I accidently laughed at the joke of his other business partner, the hall was emptied in the next 15 minute, leaving me and him all alone. Next, he pressed me tightly to him, crushing my body deeply to him. Though I and he was fully dressed, but I sensed his very organ. I realized , how much I want to tear my body with his. That was the beginning when I started falling for my boss, "Raghav singhania". He warmed me to maintain distance from every single man else he would leave no stone unturned to destroy my family under our contract. His voice was soft and dangerous, a subtle warning, but I was on the edge, clearly fighting an urge into the lust burning my eyes. I never liked this man, ever since he brought me here 4 years ago when I was just 20, in terms of the contract between him and my family.
"Kalpana..." he said, this time in his demanding tone.
I looked up
"Come close", his gaze is unwavering and intense
What the hell is he doing? I think my mouth has popped open, and I can't locate my brain or my voice.
"Mr. Singhania," I whisper, licking my bottom lips, because that's all I can manage, still shocked of what I heard.
There's a ghost of smile on his lips and his eyes are alight with humor, as if he is enjoying his private joke.
My right hand unconsciously went to the strap of my dress. Taking a deep breath, I put on a professional look and moved ahead. I'm concentrating hard on not falling but the butterflies in my pussy was making me difficult to move, even the thigh length dress made me hard to think.
I glance up at him and regret it almost immediately. Damn, he's handsome.I looked at him and he hold my gaze steadily, impassive. My heartbeat quickens, and I flush again in front of him.
No... I will take all the important point, standing at one position, much away from him.
I gulped
"sir.." I was interrupted,
"This dress is pretty. And I know prettiest dress are worth to be taken off" his mouth quirks up, and he stares appraising at me.
Holy shitt !!! what does he just said? My god... My cheecks burned hot and then again a current passed, zapping through me like I've touched an exposed wire. I gasp involuntarily as I feel It all the way down to somewhere deep in my belly.
I don't know, what this man has done to me. I accept all his dirty talk lovingly. It has never happened in my life ever, I was never attracted to any man till now, in fact no one ever dare to talk to me this shitty, but here
I'm pleasantly enjoying him.
"Sir... I mean, I was just changing and... Then your call, I brought the diary... no I mean... my ... no .. Your notepad" I completed finally.
SILENCE...
OH NO!!!! My head pained , I was confused. The lack of words in my mouth and my grumpiness were enough to lead me to death.
I duck my head down to hide my recurring embarrassment and move towards him. I was standing just 10 inches away but infront of him.
He raised an eyebrow , amused yet again. He walked and stood at back of me
"Are you not wearing an underwear?" he smirks, almost whispering into my ears, dugging his nose in my earlobes.
"um" I feel the color in my cheeks rising again It must be all pink.
I can hardly breathe, hurriedly, I turned and placed my notepad into his hands, accidently pushing him back
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