Fatal Attraction Vol. 2 Read Online Free Page B
Author: P.A. Jones
wall?" she looked at the elevator corridor.
"Damn, you are smart and I don't like smart people." I hated that she tricked my secretary. I should hire someone smarter than Jenna. "Now get out. I don't have time for your shit." I snapped again.
"No, please don't do this to me." She started sobbing.
"Now you are getting on my nerves."
"Mark, please. You have to listen to me." Her voice rose steeply.
"Oh fuck, stop this drama, please. Contact the cops, I'm not on public duty here." Why the hell was she here, and who was she? Her scarf was still covering her face and I couldn't guess where I had seen those eyes.
"Please, Mark, I came here with high hopes," her hands darted to her scarf, which she dropped down from her face. I had seen that face in today's newspaper. She was being charged with an insider trading case, and she was trending on Twitter all morning. Five billion dollar insider trading, that is huge number.
"You’re Genna, aren't you? The lady who traded five billion dollars? Wow, you have real guts to come here. I know cops are searching for you everywhere. I should just turn you in." She was smart, brave and naive. She had walked into a lawyer's office when she was wanted for such a high profile case.
"Mark, I'm not guilty. Please, listen to me. I need your help." She started sobbing again.
"Take it as a favor, Genna, I'm not calling the cops right away. Go and find some other lawyer who you can trust with your shit. I don't have time for this."
"But Mark, we should at least hear her side of the story." Zoe walked in. "I think she needs our help."
Not her again. Where is my fucking secretary Tina, how could she just let anyone walk in?
"Zoe, not now," My voice raised for a moment.
She looked at the woman for and walked in front of me. "Mark, please. At least let's listen to her story and then make the decision. She was crying on the bus as well." Her eyes narrowed.
I bit my lip. Now Zoe was getting on my nerves. I was already angry at her, my secretary and that woman. And Zoe was still pushing me. "Zoe, I don't care what you think about her, but I can't help her." The usual me spoke. "If I'm not clear, you can record that and listen to it over and over a hundred times."
"Mark, just this once." Zoe pleaded again.
I couldn't control myself any more. I grabbed her arms and pinned her against the nearby wall. "When I said I don't want to help her, I meant it. I don't care what fucking soft spot you have for her." My face was an inch away from hers and her red, bold lips were calling me. I remember the way her lips were pressed on mine a couple nights back, the way they had wrapped around my cock. Her scent was drawing me in. Without any thought, I crashed my lips onto hers.
Chapter 7
Mark
She tasted like a fresh strawberry out of the garden, maybe it was her morning freshness. Damn, she tasted better every time I sucked on those red, bold lips. My gut was aching for more. I sucked them harder, taking her lower lip in between my teeth and biting it lightly. The more I tasted those lips, the more craving I had for them.
My cock jumped against my trousers. Damn, I had fucked her in between, I had bitten those lips, I had tasted those lips until they were red with blood, but not like this. Not like Mark would do. When I sucked those lips as Mr. M, I was different; I was a stranger to her. Hell, she was a stranger to me as well. But kissing her in the office in front of a woman, this was different and a little adventurous.
She can go to HR and file a sexual harassment complaint against me.
Fuck HR, I don't care what she does. I just want to fuck her in this damn office.
Her scent was making me crazy. My hands moved onto her lower back, slowly moving towards her ass.
Walk away Zoe or I will fuck you right here, in front of this woman.
"Mark." She pushed me away. But before that I saw a hint of lust in those beautiful blue eyes. I guess she liked it somewhere inside her. I knew that look; she
"Damn, you are smart and I don't like smart people." I hated that she tricked my secretary. I should hire someone smarter than Jenna. "Now get out. I don't have time for your shit." I snapped again.
"No, please don't do this to me." She started sobbing.
"Now you are getting on my nerves."
"Mark, please. You have to listen to me." Her voice rose steeply.
"Oh fuck, stop this drama, please. Contact the cops, I'm not on public duty here." Why the hell was she here, and who was she? Her scarf was still covering her face and I couldn't guess where I had seen those eyes.
"Please, Mark, I came here with high hopes," her hands darted to her scarf, which she dropped down from her face. I had seen that face in today's newspaper. She was being charged with an insider trading case, and she was trending on Twitter all morning. Five billion dollar insider trading, that is huge number.
"You’re Genna, aren't you? The lady who traded five billion dollars? Wow, you have real guts to come here. I know cops are searching for you everywhere. I should just turn you in." She was smart, brave and naive. She had walked into a lawyer's office when she was wanted for such a high profile case.
"Mark, I'm not guilty. Please, listen to me. I need your help." She started sobbing again.
"Take it as a favor, Genna, I'm not calling the cops right away. Go and find some other lawyer who you can trust with your shit. I don't have time for this."
"But Mark, we should at least hear her side of the story." Zoe walked in. "I think she needs our help."
Not her again. Where is my fucking secretary Tina, how could she just let anyone walk in?
"Zoe, not now," My voice raised for a moment.
She looked at the woman for and walked in front of me. "Mark, please. At least let's listen to her story and then make the decision. She was crying on the bus as well." Her eyes narrowed.
I bit my lip. Now Zoe was getting on my nerves. I was already angry at her, my secretary and that woman. And Zoe was still pushing me. "Zoe, I don't care what you think about her, but I can't help her." The usual me spoke. "If I'm not clear, you can record that and listen to it over and over a hundred times."
"Mark, just this once." Zoe pleaded again.
I couldn't control myself any more. I grabbed her arms and pinned her against the nearby wall. "When I said I don't want to help her, I meant it. I don't care what fucking soft spot you have for her." My face was an inch away from hers and her red, bold lips were calling me. I remember the way her lips were pressed on mine a couple nights back, the way they had wrapped around my cock. Her scent was drawing me in. Without any thought, I crashed my lips onto hers.
Chapter 7
Mark
She tasted like a fresh strawberry out of the garden, maybe it was her morning freshness. Damn, she tasted better every time I sucked on those red, bold lips. My gut was aching for more. I sucked them harder, taking her lower lip in between my teeth and biting it lightly. The more I tasted those lips, the more craving I had for them.
My cock jumped against my trousers. Damn, I had fucked her in between, I had bitten those lips, I had tasted those lips until they were red with blood, but not like this. Not like Mark would do. When I sucked those lips as Mr. M, I was different; I was a stranger to her. Hell, she was a stranger to me as well. But kissing her in the office in front of a woman, this was different and a little adventurous.
She can go to HR and file a sexual harassment complaint against me.
Fuck HR, I don't care what she does. I just want to fuck her in this damn office.
Her scent was making me crazy. My hands moved onto her lower back, slowly moving towards her ass.
Walk away Zoe or I will fuck you right here, in front of this woman.
"Mark." She pushed me away. But before that I saw a hint of lust in those beautiful blue eyes. I guess she liked it somewhere inside her. I knew that look; she
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