*Authors Notes*
It's been a wee while since I published anything. So this is a new beginning for hopefully a long series, please feel free to leave any suggestions on where you would like the story direction to go in the comments section or send me feedback via the authors email link.
Sin xox
Meeting the Dom
Who is this man? he looks no different then any other man, perhaps a little more charming, a little more intelligent and quick witted then I'm used to dealing with. In this situation at least. This is my world, my word is gospel and those who don't bow to my will shortly find themselves out of it. Hard and fast conform to my regulations or find somebody else you think is capable... Yeah right I am queen of queens in my industry, who else could get the most hardened oil workers to used a emotional health diary? Nobody, me and me alone.
But for some reason he isn't bowing he has spent the last three hours picking apart every inch of my well laid plans for the next six months in front of the regional board of directors and all the while he has me tied in knots, I feel every shift he makes in his chair, every time his hand lifts to brush through his hair my eyes want to follow. Something about this man has me squirming in my chair, my breath catching at a whiff of his cologne, he even smells good. This man is a sin, surely he has to be. He hardly ever talks to me or even looks directly at me either, it makes me want to seek out his attention. I want to feel his eyes on me, I almost crave it.
I haven't even know this man a whole day and I would quite happily slide under the table and gag on his cock with the flick of his fingers. But I don't think his fingers will flick that way for me, even my cleavage being perfectly on display hasn't gained his attention.
My eyes trail over to him again admiring the imposing sight he makes wearing a suit that fits him well across his broad shoulders, tailored to that obviously well taken care of body. His strong tanned hands shifting through the papers, one after the other flipping them over as he speed reads them, his lips twisting in either frustration or puzzlement at one of my notes.
To late I realise I have been openly gapping at him when his face turns towards me, his lips quirk up in the smallest of smiles at catching me staring at him. My face heats in a burning blush as he leans in closer, still looking me directly in the eyes, I can see his lips moving but for the life of me I can't focus my thought enough to make sense of the words he speaks.
Shaking my head to clear my thoughts, I look back at him. "Sorry I was miles away, what was the question?" I half whisper my face still burning bright, probably matching my bright red blouse.
"No problems, I understand that this is probably very frustrating to you, but after that last mental health report we really need to make sure every policy possible is in place. Can you tell me why Site A has mental health checks scheduled in for July? Weren't they just finished last cycle?" Leaning closer he drapes his arm across the back of my chair, his fingers barely brushing against my neck making me tremble. His breath brushing the side of my neck as he tilts his head down to point at something on the paper he placed in front of me.
I thought my body was alive before but having him invade my personal space the way he is has every inch of me shouting to be touched, my nipples pebble, my pussy drips and my breath all but stops. Surely he can hear my heart racing with how close he is to me or is it the echo pounding in my head that makes it feel that way. I tilt my head to gape at him some more my lips opening and closing on their own accord. Panic must be clearly showing in my eyes, it's all I feel, not because I don't know the answer but because I can't make my voice or mouth work.
There is that smile again, his hand shifts back on the chair his thumb reaching out to drag across the back of my neck, slowly in a circle. Calming and working my system up even more. Leaning in closer till his mouth is but a inch from my ear "Take your time, relax. Deep breathes."
Oh, how weak he must think I am freaking out over one simple question, but it wasn't the question and the look in his eyes tells me he knows that. That spark of returned interest has me squirming under it and the trail of his thumb rubbing in slow circles still, never failing. I don't know how long I sat there and just stared into his eyes. The sound of someone clearing their throat at the end of the table has me jumping and looking around. Thankfully everyone is still reading over their own copies of the projection and talking amongst themselves, nobody has notice has closes he has gotten to me or the fact that I am sitting here like a school girl trembling at the first hot boy to smile at her.
I turn to him as his smile breaks free at the sheepish look on my face.
Finally I feel my composure slipping into place, still looking directly in his face I open my mouth and the words slide free. "Yes, they were completed last cycle but we are due replacements for the next cycle for 6 staff on annual leave, new workers mean a higher chance of incidents and disturbing the balance. This way we can make sure everyone is settling in." I smile proud of myself and preening a little at the look of approval.
"Good girl." He says it almost flippant but that calculating look is back in his eyes as I squirm all over again under his attention, my teeth nibbling at my lip as his eyes trail to my mouth.
