Ground Rules
He was seated on the couch when she got back, thankful she'd been smart enough to know how to get back. He had a bottle of champagne and two glasses on the fancy table kept in the middle of the room.
His lazy dark eyes settled on her when he heard footsteps and she felt her body grow hot, again.
She told herself to get a grip, they may not be boss and employee right now at least to him but she knows him and whatever she did she wouldn't be able to get his face out of her mind. The same face that had looked at her bored hours earlier and told her to get back to work.
"You took a while." He stated and not knowing how to reply to that, she "Is everything fine?" She nods again, afraid he would recognize her voice.
Sure she has been talking but then she'd been half drunk and not in her right senses but now she was in her right senses and very aware of everything that was happening, every small thing she did felt like it would expose who was under the mask.
She still couldn't believe she was doing this.
"Want a glass?" She was surprised he was taking his time. He certainly never pegged her as the patient type, at least he was like that in the office.
Elena nod , not because the idea of lounging and drinking with her boss is something she found fun but she was a bundle of nerves and she hoped a drink would help her calm down, even if just for a bit.
He poured it and handed her the glass, his fingers touched her for a second in the process and it took everything in her not to jump back, she told herself it wasn't because of the sparks, or the fact that that single touch had her female parts quivering.
Everything about what was happening strange and she has been in many strange situations in her life but that seems to top it.
Calm down you horny idiot. She commanded her body. That's what she gets for staying celibate for so long .
She took the glass to her lips slowly, almost like she wasn't sure she wanted to when the liquid washed down her throat, she decided she liked it and took another sip, refraining from downing the whole cup.
She wasn't much of a drinker and she was a lightweight but she felt she needed one to get through the night.
"Okay so," She cleared her throat and lowered it a bit so he wouldn't catch her voice, "I have one rule, the mask stays on." He looked thoughtful for a moment.
"And why is that if I may ask?"
"It's the rules." Her rules but he doesn't need to know that.
He nods and she almost smiled triumphantly when he spoke again, "But I think I'm liable to break the rules, a million for a night and nothing about rules were said."
Her heart sank at that, she wouldn't be able to pay him even quarter of that amount for the rest of her life, working ten jobs.
"I understand where you're coming from sir but-" her voice was a bit shaky and he cut her off.
"The mask stays on, I understand." He studies her for a moment forcing her heart into her mouth, she held the glass tighter to hide her trembling fingers.
"Do you have any more," He met her eyes before he added, "Rules. shook her head no then nodded" She noted almost immediately.
"The lights chuck off too please."
He is chuckled lowly and she had to squeeze her tight together. How the hell his laugh that sexy? She is has never heard him laugh.
Did he pay God extra to be blessed like that?
"Not happening sweetheart," He held her gaze this time, "you can keep your mask on but I want to see your eyes dilate and roll to the back of your head when you cum, and your lips, I want to see the shape they make when you scream my name."
If her panties weren't already soaked, that would've certainly done it.
Her mouth formed an 'O' and a small sound left her lips but that was it.
He looked at the empty glass in her hand, his eyes traveled over the length of her arms, to her chest before finally settling on her face, she felt it on her skin, as though he was caressing every part of her physically and not just with his eyes.
It was true he had charm, the multiple ladies , she's seen married and unmarried that throw themselves at him was enough proof of that but being at the receiving end of it, she realized why they would agree to be his plaything, even if for a few hours.
She's heard it more than once, women saying they would be honored to have their hearts broken by him, and he did break those hearts and he didn't even date either of them or slept with them, the latter she couldn't be so sure and not on their part most definitely, who could resist him?
"Come here," She almost missed the soft command but her body already heeded to him and she found herself standing up and soon she was standing in front of him, in nothing but the flimsy dress and her mask, at least she had her mask on. She assured herself.
"Take the dress off," That same low deep voice that had her leg quivering, she made a move to unzip it when she heard another command , "slowly." She nominated, well she hoped she did.
Her hands went to the back but the support refused to come undone, Elena refused to believe it was because of her shaky fingers.
She couldn't believe she was going to strip for her boss, her asshole boss she has thought of murdering on so many occasions.
Going back to work was going to be a chore.
