Mary bursted into Samantha’s office, her eyes wide and bright with excitement.
“Queen, Queen! Have you heard the latest?” She asked.
Samantha rolled her eyes lazily from behind her huge table.
“I have heard nothing, Mary,” she said in a bored tone, her gaze never leaving her paperwork. Everyone knew that Mary was an hypocritical gossip hound who pretended to be your friend only to gather tidbits of news to spread across the office.
“The Foxlining group is sending one of their executives over today to meet with our chairman and other executives like yourself,” Mary continued, undeterred by Samantha’s lack of enthusiasm. “I can’t believe you don’t know this!”
“I am aware of that,” Samantha replied coolly. “And I am not an executive please. Is there anything else?”
“Sorry, but you are looking and acting like one these days anyways.” She pressed further, challenging Samantha to speak further.
Samantha threw her a disdainful look
“Why are you here, Mary?” stretching every word.
“Oh my God! You mean you haven’t seen this executive man?, he’s smoking hot!” Mary gushed, her face lighting up with excitement.
Feeling mocked and offended, Samantha pointed to the door and said firmly, “Now you need to leave my office.”
The moment Mark stepped through the doorway, Samantha felt her heart flutter. She felt an electrifying jolt zinging through her veins at the sight of his strong and attractive frame
He stood tall and imposing, with a presence that demanded attention. His face was hardened with a cool indifference and his broad shoulders were stiffly squared, suggesting he was in complete control. But she could sense something simmering beneath his stoic façade, an intensity that made her ache to touch him and feel the heat of his body.
Samantha tried hard to seduce him, but Mark refused to be manipulated by Samantha’s seduction, pretending she is not seen by him with a cold apathy. Yet, there was something beneath his icy exterior that hinted of a fierce and potent wildness, stirring her longing and desire more.
Unable to resist the allure of his magnetic gravity, Samantha threw caution to the wind.
She gathered her courage, and moved closer to him inside her office, locking eyes with him. She could see the fire smoldering in his gaze, and it both scared and excited her.
Without warning, she grabbed his waist and pulled him towards her, pressing her lips against his with a boldness that surprised even herself.
Mark responded instantly. The resistance seemed to melt away. He growled and wrapped his hands around her waist, pulling her closer and hardening against his body, raining passionate kisses all over her face. Her tongue darted out to lick Mark’s lips and he drew her in to a fierce kiss. As their bodies came together, Samantha’s hands roamed his hard-muscled back like a sculptor rendered to the art of the human form. As they moved together, each caress sent waves of pleasure racing up and down.
The heat of the moment carried them away as sparks flew between them. His strong arms held Samantha close as he explored her body with an intensity that sent shivers through her – proving it was well worth throwing caution to the wind after all. Before long they were entwined with each other, giving into their passion without restraint or hesitation.
In that office they shared an intense moment of desire, one which Samantha would never forget for the rest of life . All because Mark had initially came icy and imposing before her eyes – a reminder that fiery passions can be ignited even when things seem cold at first glance.
In an instant, he was on her and they were locked together in a battle of the wills that threatened to consume them both. The very ground on which they stood trembled as they wrapped one another in an ever-tightening hold. Their battle was ferocious and all consuming, as each sought to dominate the other in every way possible.
As they moved together in an enthralling dance of passion, they could feel the stakes rising higher and higher between them as two strong, powerful, independent people battled for supremacy- professionally, personally, and now intimately…
Colors and shapes swirled around them as they writhed together, a kaleidoscope of movement and lust. The red of her blouse and the blue of his shirt came together in a sensuous union of color.
They were pressed together with Samantha’s legs wrapped around Mark’s waist, her arms locked at the small of his back. Their eyes locked into one another as their breaths intermingled, his white hot, hers sweet smelling.
Mark’s muscles flexed beneath Samantha’s hands as he pressed her closer to him, taking charge with an intoxicating power and strength. His lips devouring hers ferociously, his fingers exploring her body in ways that made her gasp and moan with pleasure. His tongue aroused sensations she didn’t know were possible and Samantha felt like she was melting totally into him, losing all sense of control in the throes of passion.
Their love essence intermingled, their moans, their groans, the slap, slap, slap of flesh slapping against flesh.
Suddenly, Samantha became aware of a presence in the room. She quickly moved away from Mark, and upon turning saw her intern standing there, looking upon them with an expression of shock. He stood frozen just outside the office door. There was no denying the compromising position they had been found in.
“This shouldn’t be happening! How could I have been careless with the door” Samantha thought to herself, her mind racing with anxiety.
She threw him a steely glare, and the intern quickly apologized before scurrying away. Mark stepped back with a throaty clearing of his throat and spoke up in an authoritative tone:
“We shouldn’t really do this here. But this is not something we can sweep under the rug either.” He paused for a moment, looking in the direction the intern had gone before continuing, “I hope you take care of that.”
Samantha nodded.
“I hope we finish what we started”. the thought ringing in her mind that she was unaware her lips had spilled it out.
Mark smiled, a gleam twinkling in his eye as he responded, “I’m sure that can be arranged.”