Something had to be done. He didn’t want her to leave, not now, not ever.
I don’t want her to go.
I like looking at her.
Crap. Rubbing his eyes, he focused on the task at hand. He finished his sandwich, and tried not to watch the clock. It was next to impossible to though. He kept waiting for Nora to come in, and he didn’t know what he was going to do or say.
Finally, a little after one, she entered the office and fired up her computer. Gritting his teeth, he wondered what he would say or do.
She didn’t enter his office, and Rex wasn’t interested in talking to her right then. Time passed, and she went back to her desk, and then wandered around toward the research section.
Several colleagues passed, and he waited, wondering when she would finally enter his office. She did nothing, and he chanced a glance at her desk, to find a small lamp that she was reading from. Only when Frank left did she seem to realize the time.
Rex stayed at his desk, waiting. He couldn’t hear what Frank was saying, and he wasn’t interested. Finally, they were all alone on the floor, and seconds later, Nora came in.
“Hey, I didn’t realize the time. I’m going to head out,” she said.
“Why didn’t you tell me you had an interview today?” He closed the file on the Richmond case, and looked up at her. Her hair was down, cascading all around, tempting him. The moment she had entered the office that morning, he had noticed her hair. Never had she worn it down. Looking at her now, he saw that she was dressed to impress. The skirt she wore molded to every single curve that she possessed, the white blouse highlighting her full tits and slender neck.
“You know. Frank told you.”
He got up from behind his desk. “Yeah, but I want to know why you told Frank, and you didn’t tell me.”
She licked her lips. “You wouldn’t even answer my question, and you would have probably made it next to impossible for me to go to an interview.”
“You want to leave?”
There was a pause, a slight hesitation.
“Yes.”
“You’re lying.” He stepped closer to her.
“I don’t want to work for you anymore, and I don’t want to work in this office.”
“What have I done that is so damn terrible?”
“What have you done? You don’t even see what an asshole you are?”
“Oh, so now I’m the asshole because I expect a level of respect—”
“Respect! You treat me like a damn dog, and you have no respect for anyone but yourself. You’re the worst person I have ever worked for.”
Raising his voice, he closed that final distance. “You know what, fine, go elsewhere. I’m sorry I wasn’t the kind of boss to kiss your fucking ass.”
“I don’t need you to kiss my ass! You could have just been nice to me without all that crap. You’re mean. You’re a bully, and I want out.” She was yelling just like him.
“Is that what you want? You want me to tell you how wonderful you are, how nice you are.”
“No, I don’t want you to tell me anything because you know what, I’m not sticking around. You’re a horrible human being, and I’m glad that I know what it’s like to work for a scumbag. I’ve finally seen one.”
It was just too much. Rex didn’t know what happened next. One moment they were yelling, and the next moment he had her pressed up against his bookcase. Her hands locked above her head as he slammed his lips down on hers. She was so soft, so curvy, and he pressed his body against hers, needing her softness.
Claiming her lips, he plunged his tongue into her mouth, and she whimpered. She didn’t push him away, nor did she fight him. Her fingers locked around his, and held him close. The kiss was unlike anything he had ever felt before in his life. She didn’t attack him, or try to make it sloppy. She took his tongue, meeting him, and sliding against him.
His heart was pumping rapidly, and his cock grew hard, harder than it ever had before.
Finally, he pulled away, and they were both panting.
She licked her lips, and stared into his eyes. From the look in her eyes, she was as shocked as he was about what had happened. His lips fucking tingled from the touch of hers, and he wanted to taste her again.