Untamed : An Erotic Romance Story Read Online Free
Author: Lucy Scott
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"So we will be splitting you into two teams of five, I'll take one group and Deana the other..."
Which meant that my odds were one out of two of being on his team and I started sending "pick me" vibes by catching his eyes and his finger pointed to me and I thought how much I wanted to start building a team, even if he did wear a hat indoors, which I knew my dad would hate, and the more I thought about my dad hating him, the more I wanted to know who this man was and, fuck, I could see he was talking and I wasn't paying attention..
"Molly, once again the number one rule is?"
"Me, um, er, sorry, I don't remember." Because I was too busy wondering if we would fuck.
"Which is why I am giving each of you a printed copy of the rules." He smiled as he put the sheet in my hand and I could see from his hands that he was maybe 45 or 50, doing the math to put so many years between him and me, which normally would have turned me off, but I looked down at his motorcycle boots and actually shivered a bit, my god, I was already aching for him.
"Rule number one, always say yes and ." He remained in front of me as he repeated rule number one. He looked directly into my eyes, took my hands as if we were doing a scene, and spoke. "I'm taking you home with me tonight, Molly, there's no way around it."
"Yes and, and, uh, um, we'll build another team," I spit it out like a real dork.
"A team that will save the world from Zombie annihilation." He added it so adroitly and fluidly, all the while holding my hands, looking into my eyes with those actor eyes of his and everyone laughed, even EJE II, who piped in, "Way to go, Moll," which normally would have bothered the shit out of me, but not with Mick holding my hands, maybe he had some secret lycanthropic power, I wasn't sure, my head was swimming.
"Molly performed beautifully because she followed through with rule number two, agree and add new information. Her information: we will build another team , allowing me to add on to her information, resulting in the rest of you finding it amusing. And this is how your office can become a better working environment, everyone coming to a consensus and then creating new information, which, in the information age, is pretty valuable stuff."
"Brilliant," said EJE II, "absolutely brilliant."
Mick continued through the top ten rules, don't block ideas, avoid asking questions, stay in the moment, and I tried to picture how sex could be the culmination of following all of his rules, and I began paying special attention to see if he and Deana were a couple or just co-workers, which was hard because they did a lot of acting and touching to demonstrate a rule or technique and by the end of the day I was thoroughly infused with the creative possibilities and thought that it might even apply to writing something more than trade magazines and weblogs and I was hoping I could think of some way to connect with Mick again without embarrassing myself, when I got the idea to manipulate EJE II into promoting another team building session with one of our clients.
"I'll think about it, Moll," was his pithy response and I was back to hating him again for his monosyllabic cruelty. Mick and Deana were gone and I had a Saturday night of stroking Caleb's cock to look forward to and all of a sudden it didn't seem so cute anymore and to top it off, when I tried starting the Silver Diva, the engine refused to turn, and I was thinking about how fucked everything was when someone rapped on my window.
"Having trouble?" It was Mick, standing there in his black leather jacket, Deana, looking a bit rushed, to his side.
"That's a question, breaking rule number four," I said, beginning the game I so wanted to play, improvisational sex with Mick.
"Well, we should give you a gold star, but that won't get you home."
"It's the fuel-injector, acting weird, and now Caleb is going to be
"So we will be splitting you into two teams of five, I'll take one group and Deana the other..."
Which meant that my odds were one out of two of being on his team and I started sending "pick me" vibes by catching his eyes and his finger pointed to me and I thought how much I wanted to start building a team, even if he did wear a hat indoors, which I knew my dad would hate, and the more I thought about my dad hating him, the more I wanted to know who this man was and, fuck, I could see he was talking and I wasn't paying attention..
"Molly, once again the number one rule is?"
"Me, um, er, sorry, I don't remember." Because I was too busy wondering if we would fuck.
"Which is why I am giving each of you a printed copy of the rules." He smiled as he put the sheet in my hand and I could see from his hands that he was maybe 45 or 50, doing the math to put so many years between him and me, which normally would have turned me off, but I looked down at his motorcycle boots and actually shivered a bit, my god, I was already aching for him.
"Rule number one, always say yes and ." He remained in front of me as he repeated rule number one. He looked directly into my eyes, took my hands as if we were doing a scene, and spoke. "I'm taking you home with me tonight, Molly, there's no way around it."
"Yes and, and, uh, um, we'll build another team," I spit it out like a real dork.
"A team that will save the world from Zombie annihilation." He added it so adroitly and fluidly, all the while holding my hands, looking into my eyes with those actor eyes of his and everyone laughed, even EJE II, who piped in, "Way to go, Moll," which normally would have bothered the shit out of me, but not with Mick holding my hands, maybe he had some secret lycanthropic power, I wasn't sure, my head was swimming.
"Molly performed beautifully because she followed through with rule number two, agree and add new information. Her information: we will build another team , allowing me to add on to her information, resulting in the rest of you finding it amusing. And this is how your office can become a better working environment, everyone coming to a consensus and then creating new information, which, in the information age, is pretty valuable stuff."
"Brilliant," said EJE II, "absolutely brilliant."
Mick continued through the top ten rules, don't block ideas, avoid asking questions, stay in the moment, and I tried to picture how sex could be the culmination of following all of his rules, and I began paying special attention to see if he and Deana were a couple or just co-workers, which was hard because they did a lot of acting and touching to demonstrate a rule or technique and by the end of the day I was thoroughly infused with the creative possibilities and thought that it might even apply to writing something more than trade magazines and weblogs and I was hoping I could think of some way to connect with Mick again without embarrassing myself, when I got the idea to manipulate EJE II into promoting another team building session with one of our clients.
"I'll think about it, Moll," was his pithy response and I was back to hating him again for his monosyllabic cruelty. Mick and Deana were gone and I had a Saturday night of stroking Caleb's cock to look forward to and all of a sudden it didn't seem so cute anymore and to top it off, when I tried starting the Silver Diva, the engine refused to turn, and I was thinking about how fucked everything was when someone rapped on my window.
"Having trouble?" It was Mick, standing there in his black leather jacket, Deana, looking a bit rushed, to his side.
"That's a question, breaking rule number four," I said, beginning the game I so wanted to play, improvisational sex with Mick.
"Well, we should give you a gold star, but that won't get you home."
"It's the fuel-injector, acting weird, and now Caleb is going to be
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