The Billionaire's Personal Secretary

She knew that something wasn’t right. She knitted a brow and looked at him closely. “What is it?” she asked, sure that she didn’t want to know.

“Listen, I know we’ve had an amazing time… I’ve never had a better time, and that’s the truth, but we’re back in the city now, and that changes everything. I know it was all tropics and booze and… god… so much… heat between us… but we’re back now, and things have to try to get back to normal again. We have to try to make things what they were. I don’t want to hurt you. I wasn’t using you, I hope you know that. We just kind of fell in with each other… both of us wanting what we shared, but we’re back in the real world now. I have to be your employer, and you have to be my private secretary, and we need to let go of everything that happened on the island. God, I hope that doesn’t hurt you. I wouldn’t hurt you for the wide world. Will you be alright? Will we be okay?” he pleaded with her, his eyes shining with truth and sorrow.

“Yes, of course. I totally get it. I understand,” she replied. “Don’t you worry about me. I’ll be fine,” she lied with a forced smile.

Chapter5

She knew that he was right. She knew that it had to end. They couldn’t carry on in New York the way that they had on the island. They had been in some kind of dream, some real life fantasy where all the things they could wish for would be true. They had to come back to the real world sometime.

He was still her boss. They still had to work together in the same office. They still had to act like nothing had changed between them. She understood. It didn’t make it any easier, but she understood it.

Eva dressed as sexy as she dared the next day, and she admitted to herself that it was in some small way a little bit of revenge, looking as good as she could for a man who was going to keep his hands off of her. She knew that it was a taunt in some ways, but it was really the only way that she could get back at him without actually hurting him. She didn’t want to hurt him, but she told herself that she could make it sting a little bit. Her black sweater dress was a little high on the hemline and had a low scoop neck that showed off the upper swells of her breasts just enough to tease. The rest of it fitted her like a glove. She pulled on thigh high stockings and black satin panties and topped it all off with black high heels. She knew that she looked incredible, but it was still satisfying to her to see Derrick’s reaction when she arrived.

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He stopped short when he saw her walk in that morning. She was riveting, looking as good as she did, and he felt the familiar need for her stir in his groin. He kept himself in his office all morning, trying to distract himself with whatever he could. He left for lunch, and when he came back, he hardly looked at her, disappearing into his office again.

She was frustrated with him a little, disliking his distance from her. Even in their normal pre-island affair state, he had been open and friendly with her at the office. She knew that it was going to be tricky redefining their roles at work again, but she wasn’t about to put up with him being so far from her.

Eva went into his office later that afternoon and found him sitting on the leather couch near the window. He had an amazing view of the city below him. He looked up from the paperwork that was laid out before him. She saw his eyes move over her, and his cheeks turned pink as he made himself look away.

She felt a small sense of satisfaction in seeing him respond that way to her. She decided to take it a little further, and she went up to him and leaned over directly in front of him, setting his file on the table before him.

“Here, you’ll need to look this one over,” she said in a velvet voice. He nodded and turned toward her, only to be faced with a clear shot at her chest as she smiled at him and slowly stood back up. He rose from the sofa and turned his back to her, planting his hands on his hips, closing his eyes, and drawing in a deep breath.

He let it out slowly and turned to face her. “Eva… we’re going to have to try to make this work. I can’t…” he began, forgetting exactly what all of the reasons were for making things the way that they had been. He reached his hand to her face, gently touching the tips of his fingers to her cheek. “I can’t let things change here. It would be selfish of me.”

She wanted him more standing there in the office with him than she had ever wanted him on the island. Taking a step toward him, she gazed up into his eyes. “I don’t mind if you’re selfish, Derrick, because I want you too.”

He groaned softly from his chest and leaned forward, his eyes locked on hers until their lips met, soft and sweet, and he closed his eyes and kissed her tenderly. One long slow kiss, and he lifted his mouth from hers and looked at her again.

“One last kiss. That was it. That’s all we’re going to have. Now we have to get back to work… we have to get back to normal. We have to-” she raised her hand and placed one dark finger over his red lips.

“Is that all you want? Just one last kiss? Because I want one last kiss, too,” she whispered, leaning up and kissing him in return, slowly and tenderly, sucking softly at the end of his tongue as a moan sounded from him and she felt his hands close around her body.

Their kiss deepened, and they each grew hungry. His hands closed around her hips, and he pulled her body against him. She felt his hardened need for her, and she kissed him even more passionately, slipping her fingers into his hair as she tugged on it.

“Oh god… Eva… I can’t…” he mumbled as he kissed her and moved his fingers and hands over her body, feeling every part of it that he was longing for.

“Oh yes, you can… if you want to… if you want me,” she murmured back to him, kissing him deeper as one hand moved to his groin and she began to touch him and stroke him with her fingers over his pants.

“God, I want you so much…” he moaned softly as he slid his fingers up beneath her dress. She smiled as he discovered her thigh high stockings and she heard a sigh of resignation from him. He touched her body and pulled her panties from her. Her fingers flew over the closure and belt on his pants as he squeezed her curves and her hips.

She sank down with him onto his couch, and he pulled her onto his lap, pushing her dress up her thighs just enough that he could feel her skin in his hands. She slid her body down over his erection, swallowing it whole with her core, and they lost their breath as they began to move together, slowly and gently, savoring every moment of it.

“This is the last time…” he gasped as he pulled the top of her sweater dress down and lifted her breasts to his mouth. “This has to be the last time.”

She swayed her hips, rocking them slowly and deeply over him. “It is, baby; it’s the last time. I just had to have you once more…” she whispered as he closed his mouth and teeth over her hard dark nipple, teasing it with the tip of his tongue.

“Make it last as long as we can…” he barely managed to whisper with her flesh in his mouth. He squeezed her firmly and pulled her down further on him until he was all the way inside her, and then he closed his hands around her cheeks and kissed her as they moved together, painstakingly slowly, enjoying every single thrust and breathless gasp until their passion overtook them and they finally came together, kissing and holding each other tightly, promising one another that it was the last time.

When she was dressed again, he took her in his arms and held her, kissing her once more, a long and slow sweet kiss, before he let her go. “Okay… that was it. One last time. Now it’s all business,” he said half-heartedly.

“All business,” she agreed, more serious than she had been. She knew they couldn’t keep it up. “That was the last time.”

“Okay,” he agreed. He turned and went back to his desk, and she made herself walk out of his office.

She went home that evening and tried to get her mind on anything else. She called her best friend Jamie to talk with her about everything that had happened. No one else could ever know, but her best friend would be just the right place for her to share all of her joy and misery.