The CEOs Possession

A lot of things were happening all at once, maybe too much to pay attention to. Perhaps that was the reason Veil failed to pay attention to the voice of reason, which screamed at her to push Anders away and get the hell out of his office.

But she couldn’t.

The moment his lips touched hers, she felt everything disappear. They were no longer in the office at Kingston Group, but at the same time, she couldn’t decipher where they were.

Perhaps Anders and Veil were lost in between time and space, where nothing else mattered other than the hot, smoldering kiss that was going on.

At first, Veil felt her body tense up at Anders’ intrusion, but that didn’t discourage him. His lips lingered on hers, teasing and pleading with her to open up. The moment she did, Anders’ mouth closed over hers, and she gasped from the feeling of his lips on hers.

Veil tasted of vanilla ice cream and a tinge of strawberry, probably from her gloss. Anders drank in the odd yet alluring combination, tugging at her bottom lip until a sweet shudder ran through her body.

He had dreamed of this moment a million times and now that it was happening, he wanted to have them all at once. She made him go nuts, with how soft her lips felt on his, and her gasps that made him want to take her clothes off slowly- piece by piece.

Against the voices screaming in her head to stop this madness at once, Veil kissed him back. She could hear the low rumbling at the back of his throat, and it drew her further in, like molt to a lamp. Veil melted against his hard body as he pulled her flush against his skin and ran his hand through her shiny hair.

Anders was right all the time that he had imagined what her hair would feel like when he finally got to touch it that way. It was silky, and the silent whispers of strand against strand found its way to Anders’ whole body. Burying his hand into that silky mass, he felt her give in in his arms.

Veil wrapped her hands around his neck, pulling Anders into a deeper and intense kiss. It was madness, but neither of them wanted to stop. There was no space between them, yet it seemed like it wasn’t enough.

Anders used the hand he buried in Veil’s hair to pull her impossibly closer, and he tugged at the messy bun, allowing her hair to cascade down her back. Veil sighed from the feel of his hands in her hair, and Anders fought the urge to tell her that he loved that sound coming out of her.

Snaking one arm around her waist, Anders toyed with the small exposed skin between her pants and her blouse; his fingers splayed on it just enough to get Veil moaning and wanting more. She threw her head back in utter ecstasy as Anders’s lips left her mouth, trailing hot wet kisses on her neck.

Stopping on the hollow of her throat, Anders nibbled on the skin there, causing a gasp to escape from Veil’s lips. She thrashed underneath his grasp, pushing herself to him, her nipples hard underneath her blouse.

She felt alive in those seconds, yet so out of breath. Her heart was beating so hard and fast that she thought Anders could hear it.

Continuing his journey further, Anders lit up a fire on Veil’s skin, halting again on the swell of her breasts just before it deepened and got lost underneath her blouse. He knew it was one of her sensitive spots as her moans bounced through the walls of his office.

It was a good thing it was soundproof.

There was a cute little bow at the top of her blouse, and Anders played with it, his teeth pulling it loose. She felt the breeze in the office caress her open skin, slightly tugging the lace of her bra.

Anders saw it peaking out of her blouse, a black lacy bra that didn’t deserve to remain hidden away from his eyes. He wondered if she was wearing matching panties and instantly, his co** pulsed at the idea of seeing it, hardening in his pants.

“Fuck!” Veil muttered, snapping out of it almost as suddenly as it started. She jumped out of Anders’ embrace at once, putting enough space between them. Both their breathing were raged and fast, making it difficult to say anything for a while.

Veil looked up at Anders, recognizing the look in his eyes. He wasn’t kidding when he declared to make her his in every way possible. The hunger and need she saw in his eyes made her swallow and take another step backward.

It had gotten farther than she should have allowed.

“Mr. Roderiguez…”

“Veil…” Anders’ eyes fell on her lips again. Now that he knew how they tasted, he would forever dream about their luscious feeling.

“I’m not that… kind of woman,” she said, struggling to find the right words to say, and ignoring the ache in her nipples. “I told you that day at…”

“What kind of woman?”

“The one that would open her legs wide for you whenever you want.”

Anders scoffed, then closed his eyes for a second. “That wasn’t what you saw. Vera was…she didn’t even…”

“I respect the decisions you make in your personal life, Sir because as your secretary, I’m meant to stay as far away from it as possible. But I will not be warming your bed.”

“Yet.” Although Veil tried to hide it, Anders knew she was affected when she walked in on his face in between Vera’s thighs. He doubted he would ever be able to explain what had really happened.

“I would be in my office sir,” Veil muttered, turning to leave.

“You can go home,” Anders called after her.

“Sir?”

“And wear your hair down tomorrow. I don’t like struggling with buns.”