Page 16 of His Secret Virgin
Chapter 7
Christopher
Touching her made things stir in me that hadn’t rustled in years. My hand lingered, fingers barely touching her chin, as sparks radiated throughout my body.
“Good, Emma. I think we’ll work well together.” The urge to draw her lips to mine had me pulling my hand away as if burned.
I’d never been so tempted in my life. Her golden-brown hair, pulled back into a sophomoric ponytail and tied with a blue satin ribbon, looked ridiculous on a girl her age. I yearned to pull it out to let her hair fall down her back. I imagined she’d have beautiful loose waves when it was unrestrained.
Her dark green eyes looked like translucent pools on a forest floor. I could drown a happy man in those pools.
What am I thinking?
Not only was she my friend’s beloved daughter, but a girl younger than my own daughters. What a crime that this girl was the first to make my dick hard since my ex-wife had over twenty years ago.
“I think we’ll work well together, too, Mr. Taylor.” She licked her pink lips as her eyes cut to the floor.
She needed to gain some self esteem, and I knew I could instill that in her. I needed to think of her as a young person, and not a grown woman who attracted me more than I knew was possible.
“First things first then.” I went back to take a seat behind my desk so as to hide my arousal and to make myself feel more like her employer and less like some old dude with a hard-on. “Mrs. Kramer will talk to you about appropriate office attire, and I want you to make sure you listen. You’ll be issued a company credit card for all the expenses that pertain to your job here. And that means getting clothes, shoes, makeup, etcetera, to make yourself look the part of an administrator’s assistant. That’s your job title, by the way.”
Her pretty face lit up like a bottle rocket. “I get a credit card and a company car all on my first day?”
“You do.” I loved the way she’d perked up so quickly. And then my damn eyes went to her breasts that had perked up with the rest of her as she sat up straight.
Damn my eyes!
Why do her tits have to be so damn perfect?
Why is her ass so round and pert?
Does her waist have to be just the right size for my hands to wrap around, moving her up and down as she…
Stop it!
The fabric stretching across my engorging male member became uncomfortable to say the least. It took all I had to write down what I wanted Mrs. Kramer to do for Emma. But I got it done.
“This is like a dream come true.” She laughed lightly, and the sound made my heart thump hard in my chest. “Although I must say I never dreamt about an opportunity quite like this one. I guess I just never dared to dream this big. And Dad told me that you’re letting us live in your home—and what a beautiful home it is!” Her eyes sparkled, holding my attention as she gushed. “It’s like a mansion to us. We’ve never stayed in anything so… um…grand?”
If she liked that place, she’d love my lake house. “I’ll be sure to have you all over for dinner sometime soon, and you can see my lake house.”
“That would be so cool!” The way her face radiated with excitement turned me on even further.
So not right!
“Yes, so cool,” I mumbled. I wanted to close my eyes for a moment to distract myself, but I knew that would come across as weird and probably even creepy. I took a deep breath instead and thought about baseball statistics. “Anyway, let’s get you all set up. You’ll have the office next to my assistant’s.”
Her eyes went wide as she looked thoroughly surprised. “No way! My own office too?” She looked out the window. “Is it up here on the top floor?”
“It is.” I couldn’t help but smile at how excited she was. Never in all my years had I hired someone who got such a kick out of the little things. “You’ll have your own desk and computer and even a private bathroom.”
“No way,” she whispered. “I can’t believe you’re doing all this for me. How can I thank you properly?”
Well, you could come on over here and bend over my desk for me.
I shook off that thought. “Just do a good job, and that will suffice, Emma.”
With a sigh, she said, “I’ll give it my best shot. You’ll get one hundred percent from me, sir. I promise you that.”
