My Dad's Rival

I know that with the way she’s going she’ll be rich someday too and that she doesn’t need me to hand everything to her on a silver platter, but it’s more about the gesture. She’s mine, and since she belongs to me, I want to make sure she’s properly taken care of.

But maybe I’m getting ahead of myself.

If she knew how far ahead I’m thinking, she’d probably run a mile. I need to remain in this moment, right here, right now.

As we’re led to our table and seated, I steal glances at the beautiful woman I’m with. She scans the menu with a smile on her face and I can’t stop thinking about how good it would feel to have her in my arms. I have to force myself to stare at the menu, to slow my roll.

My patience will pay off, I know it. I just have to get through tonight and then take my shot with her.

I don’t know what I order when the waiter comes, but as the menus are taken from us, it dawns on me that I finally have her alone and all to myself. Lucy twirls her hair around her finger, clearly a nervous tick. I like that. Clearly, she’s feeling something but is it attraction or something else.

I clear my throat and say, “So…I want to know all about you,” focusing my eyes on her.

She blushes under my gaze.

“There’s not much to say about me.”

“Oh, I highly doubt that.” I could tell from the moment I met her that she was the most interesting woman I’d ever met, or would ever meet. But she’s clearly modest, so I’ll have to do some digging myself. “Where did you say you studied?”

“University of Pennsylvania. I just finished. I planned to take a short break before diving into work, but when I saw an opportunity to be an intern at your company and…well, I knew I had to take it,” she says, but she’s avoiding my eyes. Suddenly, it doesn’t seem like she’s shy, but perhaps there’s something she’s not saying out loud. But that’s okay. We’re only just getting to know one another. There’s plenty of time for me to dig underneath the surface.

“Well, I’m glad you chose my company. I can tell already that I’ve hit gold with you. You’re incredible, Lucy. Has anyone ever told you that?”

She’s really blushing now. I bet she’s not used to being disarmed by people this way. I get the feeling she’s usually the one in charge. But if there’s going to be a power struggle between the two of us, I know I’m going to win.

“My dad, maybe…but it’s not something I hear often, I admit,” Lucy says, still avoiding my gaze but I keep a careful watch on her.

“I saw your qualification, I think you’re going to go far in life. And I hope that I’m going to be around to see how you progress,” I tell her.

She finally glances up, her eyes locking on to mine.

“Really?”

“Absolutely,” I say with conviction. “I would be lucky to have someone like you working…beneath me. Hell, you have the potential to really be someone. Rise through the ranks, maybe become a partner. You could work very closely with me someday…very closely indeed. Is that something you’d be interested in?”

“Yes,” she says breathlessly, not looking away now.

I guess she has no reason to be shy anymore when we’re both laying out our cards on the table. Because I think we both know that we’re not talking about business at all. We’re testing the waters, dipping our toes in to see if the other is interested too. I can see it in her eyes, now, the blaze of lust. If I was unsure before, I’m certainly not anymore. She wants me the same way I want her…and now, there’s no stopping this train.

The wheels are in motion, and by the end of the night, she’s going to be in my arms, our bodies writhing together as one.

All this dancing around the subject is driving me crazy. I can feel the intensity rising between us, electricity buzzing in the air.

She doesn’t look away, no longer afraid to make her intentions clear.

“Maybe you’ll reach the top sooner than you think,” I tell her. “I think there’s a place next to me waiting just for you. We could do everything together. If that’s something you’d want?”

“I think that’s something that every woman would want,” Lucy whispers, subconsciously leaning across the table like she waiting for something. And I know what she wants.

She wants me to kiss her.

And I oblige.

I lean the rest of the way and my lips lock on hers, fireworks explode inside of me. I’ve never felt this way before. My cock is throbbing as my tongue touches hers for the first time, our breath mingling. Our knees nudge beneath the table and I’m fully aware that we’re making out in a very exclusive restaurant, but I don’t care. Hell, all I can think about is diving across the table, ripping her clothes off, and taking her.