Illicit Affair- Chapter 2-New Boundaries - Sex Stories

Illicit Affair- Chapter 2-New Boundaries

... the ladies room. Someone must have switched the files with her. But who would have done such a thing? Rachel Rose was the sweetest employee next to Rhonda Peters. Who could have been so malicious as to stoop to such a level and jeopardize her job? “Look,” Gabriel began, “I’m not trying to be an asshole here, but you have to understand why this would piss me off. This case is extremely important, Rachel. I can’t fuck it up. If you can’t take this seriously then perhaps you should consider another career.” His words stung her like a thousand killer bees. Becoming a lawyer was all she’d ever wanted ever since she was thirteen. Someone else had deliberately tried to sabotage her position, and now Rachel was paying the price and receiving Gabriel’s wrath. “I apologize,” she said. “I’m not sure what happened. I left my office for a moment and when I came back I—” “I don’t want excuses,” he interjected. Gabriel could not hide the hunger in his eyes as his gaze wandered toward Rachel’s sheer white blouse. One of the buttons had accidentally come undone, and he was able to see the black lace bra that was salaciously teasing him. So supple… so lickable. He imperceptibly adjusted himself down below and focused his attention back on her crestfallen face. “Are you firing me?” Her voice trembled. He realized right then that he was perhaps being a little too harsh. In truth, he could have handled it much better because the problem was easily solvable, and Gabriel was a problem solver. ...

... Having legal issues? Do you want to sue the pants off of someone? Go to Gabriel King. He was New York’s finest. “Please just let me show you the document on my computer.” She desperately tried to save her job. “That won’t be necessary.” “Gabriel, please…” “I’m not firing you, Rachel, relax.” Oh, thank you, God. Thank you. She slowly breathed out, waiting for her parasympathetic nervous system to regulate her heartbeat. It was difficult to be in his office now after what happened last Friday. Every time she looked at Gabriel, all she could think about was his burning lips against hers, his hands tracing every curve of her body, the taste of his lust dipping off his tongue… “Just draft me a proper contract before you leave,” he requested. “Yes, I’ll get on that right now.” Rachel stood up, avoiding his eyes. The smell of her perfume had permeated Gabriel’s office, even when she left, the sweet scent of roses lingered. He sat at his desk, closing his eyes for a moment, remembering the way she had moaned for him when he’d touched her sodden panties. Something twitched inside his boxer briefs. Fuck me, he cursed in his head, I need to get laid. ~oOo~ Rachel had printed up the right contract, just like she said she would. She’d been relieved to see that Gabriel was not in his office when she’d gone to drop it off. But her anxiety skyrocketed through the roof when she walked toward the elevators and found him standing there, waiting. This must be my karma for kissing him, she thought, as ...