Tempted by My Billionaire Boss(9)

His words echoed in her head for the remainder of the day, and she found  it difficult to concentrate. Even worse was that he kept coming out of  his office and walking by her even though he never stopped to say  anything to her again.

She found some real estate listing and browsed through trying to find a  property she could practise her newly taught skills on. Luckily she  found one that wasn't too far away. Selena thought she might visit the  location first thing in the morning, but each time she saw another woman  enter his office, her heart raced. Her mind kept flitting back and  forth between their shared moments and focussing on her job. Several  times she caught herself staring off into space, reminiscing on the way  his arms felt around her and how he felt inside.

She got up one of those times and walked to the bathroom and splashed  some cold water on her face. "Get a grip Selena," she told herself as  she stared at her reflection in the mirror. "You can't continue like  this."

When she returned to her desk Mr. Bloomfield was just heading out and  she almost bumped into him at the door. He reached out and caught her,  and electricity shot up her arm at his touch. She shook him off and  without a word she went to her desk. It was better for her if she went  to the location today after all. But when she did, she realised the  manor was rather large and beautiful and once more she stared  fantasizing on what life would be like if she were always with Ethan.  She walked about the house, taking it in, studying its history and its  decor until she became very familiar with it. When she passed the  rectangular mirror at the foot of the stairs, she paused and stared  intently at her reflection. She bit her lips and soon after one hand  lifted and cupped her breast and the other slid under the hem of her  skirt. She closed her eyes as she moved the lace fabric with her thumb  and used her middle finger to stroke her sensitivity. Instantly she grew  wet and she dug into her breast as her finger moved faster and faster  until she could feel her juices saturating her underwear.

She wanted Ethan Bloomfield, and it didn't matter how many times she  denied it, she wanted to be back in his bed. She wanted to taste of the  pleasures he had shared with her before, but she fought with her  conscience. She didn't even remember where she was until she heard a  slight knock on the door and realised the first of her prospective  buyers had arrived. Luckily she could not be seen and she hastened to  remove her hand and tidy up before admitting them.

One way or another, this couldn't continue. She just wished she knew how  to make it stop; how to find a way that wouldn't lead her straight to  his arms.





Chapter 8


The next three weeks weren't any different for Selena; Ethan was  relentless in his pursuit of her. He took every chance he got to steal a  kiss, and he often called her into his office for ‘meetings' which were  getting far too common. Sometimes she tried to dodge him, but it was  harder to do when he sent someone for her.

"You can't keep doing this," she told him one of the times.

"Selena I know you want me. Look, I am having my boat serviced today and  I plan on going sailing on the weekend. Won't you come with me?"

"I'm not sure..."

Her words were cut off as he crushed his lips to hers, and this time, no  matter how much she fought internally, she couldn't resist him. Desire  was threatening to mad her and she knew if she didn't indulge, if even  one more time, she would cave under the pressure. She inhaled sharply as  the sweet sensations she had so long craved engulfed her, and as he  locked his arms around her and moulded her into his body, she felt the  ache rising in her. She wanted him, and there was no point in denying it  any longer. She had already opened Pandora's Box, and now that the  contents have escaped, she could not force them back in.

"Okay, okay," she said as she weaselled her way from under him. "Not here."

"So you will come sailing with me then?" he asked excitedly and she  couldn't help but smile. She felt like she hadn't smiled in a long time.         

     



 

"Yes," she finally agreed. "I will come with you on Saturday." Her  response excited another kiss out of him and by the time she made it  back to her desk she was bubbling over with joy. Needless to say, she  was still unable to focus on the tasks she had assigned herself, being  distracted now by the prospects of going sailing with him. Selena had  never been on a boat before and she looked forward to it in the same way  children looked for Santa Claus on Christmas Eve.

"What was she to do under the circumstances?" asked Krystal. "Do you  think you can really sleep with someone like Ethan Bloomfield and just  walk away? I've seen him and he has this magnetism that once you get  pulled in, it's hard to just walk away. He gets under your skin."

"But we all know where this might lead?" Melanie said. "If she goes out  with him again, then she gets further wrapped up in him. I think she  should take a leave of absence from work so that she can clear her head  and be away from him for a while."

"That might work, if he didn't already know where to find her," Krystal  continued. "He won't even grant her that leave; he is the boss remember?  And even if he did, he wouldn't just sit there waiting for her to  return one month later. Men like Ethan always get what they want."

"You make it sound as if she doesn't have any control over this," Melanie said.

"Okay, how about we try something; you go and sleep with him, and then let's see you walk away."

Selena sat there listening to them argue about her life like she wasn't  there. She had considered everything they were both discussing; taking  leave, walking away or just succumbing to her feelings; the latter had  seemed the easiest to deal with.

"Don't be silly Krystal," Melanie said. "I could never be caught with  the likes of him," she said and then shrank as Selena turned to look at  her. "Sorry," she told her. "I didn't mean it like that."

"It doesn't matter," Selena said as she uncurled her legs from under  her. "The deed is already done; there is no point in discussing this any  further. I have been at that office everyday for the last three years  and as much as I assume Megan and some of the other women have slept  with him, I have never seen him actually pursuing anyone. That's what's  confusing to me now."

"Well maybe he is really interested in you," Krystal told her. "After  all, you are young and beautiful. Why wouldn't he want you?"

Selena smiled at Krystal's words. "You are my friend; you are supposed to say that."

"I just don't trust him," Melanie said.

"That's alright Mel; it isn't for you to trust him. And I am not saying  Selena should trust him either. I'm just saying ride the wave and see  where it goes. Men don't have to be billionaires to disappoint you. At  least she would be living in the lap of luxury rather than wallowing in  the gutter for that heartbreak."

"Do you really think...?" Selena began.

"No, I don't think he will break your heart," Krystal said as she read what Selena was going to ask. "Just have fun."

For all the years Selena had known Krystal, she had never viewed her in  the counselling capacity. But everything she said now made sense. Selena  had stressed over whether or not she should be with Ethan or not for a  month, and it had all culminated in her agreeing to be with him still.  There were no short cuts when it came to emotions and she now took  Krystal's advice in taking it as it is. She didn't have to get her hopes  up about where it could lead, or think about whether Ethan was wining  and dining anyone else. She only had to enjoy what she had now with him  for as long as it lasted.

Saturday morning brought with it a basket of nerves for breakfast;  Selena could barely drink her coffee as she checked her bag for the  millionth time.

"Just relax," Krystal told her.

"That's kind of hard to do," Selena admitted.

Just then she heard the familiar honk of his Volvo and she squeezed  Krystal's hands before she left. Melanie had to work, and it was just as  well, for she didn't need her negativity now. Selena was wearing a  white halter summer dress that flared at her knees and sandals. She  wasn't sure what she should take on their little excursion s she brought  items she would normally use on overnight trips. Who knows, maybe she  wouldn't be back until Sunday.

"You are looking lovely," he told her as she sat down. He leaned over  and gave her a slight kiss on her cheek. Selena only smiled and remained  tight lipped; a reaction she had developed whenever she was close to  him. She rested her bag at her feet and clasped her hands in her lap as  she looked outside.         

     



 

"Don't be nervous; I'm not going to kill you," he said as he flashed her a grin.