My Best Friend’s Father Wants me novel Chapter 15

Enora:

I stood in my bedroom naked. Water dripped from my body and I stood there with my eyes lowered and my face a bright rosey pink.

“Raise your head.”

I lifted my head and met his dashing brown eyes. My body was alive, begging me to be touched but he ignored it and dried my hair with the towel. That’s all he did to me. Our shower was charged. I was begging him to touch me but he ignored me. His hands would grave my nipples, his fingers would caress my face, but that was all. His eyes were impassive and his voice was gruff and lacked the silky huskiness that accompanied his desire. I could tell that he was mad and I had never felt more like a little girl like I felt now.

He finished with my hair and was about to move to the rest of my body but I stopped him. I couldn’t take this torture anymore.

He looked at me, his eyes widening slightly. I flushed even harder and made a gentle grab for the towel. I think I can do the rest of it by myself.

I trembled. I could only imagine what he was thinking. None of this would have happened if I had kept my big, clumsy mouth shut.

Surprisingly, he let go of the towel and I draped it around my body. It was a small comfort, but I felt a little bit hidden from those piercing eyes of his.

“Get dressed. I will be having dinner in a few minutes and I would like you to join me.”

I wanted to reject but he left my room, naked, before I could say anything else. As the door slammed shut, I felt air rush into my lungs. I could finally breathe.

I flopped on the bed and began to regret everything that I had said. Here I was thinking I was going to have a normal day but no… I had to be on my knees with his…

I stopped myself and the scene of what happened in the meeting room replayed in my head. A shiver ran down my spine. It was my first time, but I loved the feel of him in my mouth, the taste of his juices, and hearing him groan as I pleasured him.

While I was in the shower with him, it was all I could think about. I wanted him buried deep inside of me but I couldn’t have it even though he was right next to me. Now I knew what kids felt when they were in a candy store and their parents still denied them candy.

Arrggghh!

Every part of me was squirming. If I am in a room for even longer than a minute with Mr. Wright, I was going to explode.

I groaned as I pulled on some clothes that I felt were appropriate for a casual dinner with him. I tried but I couldn’t find anything. Nothing prepared me for casual in-house dinners with my sexy boss. Fuck!

It was a tough decision, but I settled for a pair of shorts and a big shirt. I was going to go to bed after the meal, so it would be a bad idea to get too dressy.

I looked at myself in the mirror. My hair fell in looser curls and the sleeves nearly eclipsed my hands. I sighed. I looked even more childlike. I made a mental note to include private dinners with hot bosses as part of the dress schedule.

I left my room and headed to the dinner table. He wasn’t here yet. I took a deep breath and sat at the table. There was a knock at the door, and I realized that it might be room service. I looked myself over and sighed. There was nothing I could do.

I answered the door and a maid stood outside with a food trolley.

“Mr Wright?”

I flushed a bright pink.

“He… He is inside. I am his assisstant.”

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