I was a little on edge with the businessmen lately. Every potential client that came through the company's doors were prepared. They were guarded but their eyes could tell. They obviously found out about Ramirez and Harris, so they upped their game, using another tactic to get more clients.

I hadn't told Mr. Pierce about what was going down or he would freak out and make rash decisions that would jeopardize months of work.

"Take a seat, Mr. Johnson," Mr. Pierce allowed and we followed suit.

I observed Mr. Johnson meticulously, scrutinizing his entire mannerism. I double and triple read his documents for anything that seemed out of odds. I wasn't taking any chances.

"What do you think, Ms. Bloom?" Mr. Pierce queried. I didn't have an answer for him, seeing that I was still suspicious. He seemed honest nevertheless I didn't want to make a mistake.

"I'll agree with anything you decide, Sir. I'm sure you'll make the right decision," I concurred, my eyes scanning over the papers one more time still not finding anything.

"I would still like to hear your input," he insisted. I took a deep breath, hoping that I'm making the right decision.

I gave my insight, also backing up what he said before. He seemed satisfied, nodding his head in thought.

"How long have you been working here, Ms. Bloom?" I was suspicious of his question but answered anyway.

"Almost a month, Sir."

"How much are you willing to sell her for? I think she will be of much use to my company as she is with yours." I glanced at Mr. Pierce knowing where this was going. His glare hardened into Mr. Johnson's skull while his jaw clenched in anger.

"She's not for sale," he growled lowly through gritted teeth. By the look on his face, I could tell he was going to withdraw his agreement with Mr. Johnson but I couldn't allow that.

"If you are still in agreement to work together, Mr. Pierce will sign and we can start immediately." I handed the pen to Mr. Pierce to which he gripped so hard it might snap in two.

"Do not screw this up because of his comment. This is good for the company," I whispered in his ear. I didn't miss the shiver that ran through his body and the goosebumps that rose along his neck. He stole a glance my way then back at the documents. After a short minute, he gave in and signed.

They stood up, Mr. Johnson not daring to say a word towards me or look my way. They didn't even shake hands to finalize it. They just nodded and left. Mr. Pierce still stood there staring into space with his fists clenched and a pensive look on his face.

I stood in front of him and smoothed out the jacket that fit him handsomely on his body and fixed his tie. I looked up to meet his eyes that kept trained on mine the entire time. I saw lust, frustration and slight concern swirling in his eyes.

"Forget about it. We got a good deal today. You did good." I expected him to smile or smirk but nothing. He just stared.

"What's going on with you?" He tilted his head to the side a little as if to analyze me.

"What do you mean? I'm okay." The perks of being me, is that I'm a good liar. Mr. Pierce shakes his head and takes a step forward, causing me to step back.

"Tell me the truth, darling." He searched my eyes for an answer I won't verbally tell him. I don't know how he knew I was lying but he did and I don't know if that's a good thing.

"You've been, I guess you can say, nervous every time there is a meeting." He fell silent leaving space for the unasked question.

I shrugged, "I guess I'm just scared that I'll mess things up. Especially today when you asked for my input. I didn't know if agreeing would be the right choice but I was hoping it was."

I could see that he bought my half-lie and I almost sighed aloud in relief. He brought his hand up to stroke the hair from my face.

"You are the most confident woman I know. You don't need to second guess yourself, sweetheart," he assured me. His eyes were focused on my lips and he licked his lips. I was almost breathless by the simple action.

"Astrid." His voice came out husky and rough. "Why don't we stop circling each other and give into what we both want." I shift, trying to soothe my throbbing pussy.

He was right. It was unprofessional at the most but we needed some release to get rid of the tension between us then everything can go back to the way it was.

"Sir," I tried to refuse his advances but I couldn't bring myself to. I needed his touch. I needed him.

"Astrid." The way he said my name had me clenching my legs. His head lowered to my neck. His breath hitting my neck made me shiver. He gently placed his lips against my skin, trailing kisses along it. He started to suck on it and I bit my lip hard to suppress the moan that was threatening to come out.

My legs could no longer support my body so I sat on the desk. His mouth continued its assault on my neck while his hand parted my legs open. He pushed my underwear to the side and started rubbing it, letting me moan softly accidentally. He slips two fingers in, my back arching forward for more.

He starts to kiss along my jaw to the corner of my mouth while quickening the pace of his fingers. One hand around his neck, the other gripping the edge of the table.

"Mr. Pierce," I moan aloud, he groans and plants a kiss on my lips swallowing my moans. My eyes rolled to the back of my head and my head lifted up to the ceiling. I was a mess; my hands roamed all over. Gripping his hand, his neck then his hair.

"Open your eyes, darling." My eyes shot open and I gasped at the fire blazing in his eyes as he watched me. It was becoming too much for me as I felt myself clench around his fingers and his pace became faster.

Shamelessly, I raised my hips riding his hand, chasing my release as he whispered dirty words in my ear. I came on his hand, catching my breath at the same time. I came on his hand, catching my breath at the same time.

He removed his hand, bringing it to his mouth and licking his fingers clean. I became wetter than I still am, letting out a shaky breath. His eyes moved to my neck and he smirked, possibly proud of his work.

"Step one," he said and left the board room, leaving me still shaking and with a clouded mind.

I should've known he wasn't finished with me. But God, was he good with his hands. I'm probably going to regret this later but I want more.

4/3/21

Au revoir.....

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