speaking in that seductive baritone voice just before turning her around so that she was facing away from him. “I’m not sure as to how long I would be able to maintain my composure at the dinner table, so perhaps it is best we stay in?”
Julia was quite sure she’d just creamed her panties as his cock pressed hard against her ass. In response she pressed herself against his steel as fingers entwined themselves in her thick hair.
He kissed her cheek and nibbled her earlobes while playing with the bouncy curls of her hair. “I’ll leave the decision up to you. We’ll do whatever it is you want,” he admitted. “Your happiness is mine.”
Julia closed her eyes, relishing in Angus’ s passionate kisses. She moaned as he ravished her mouth, invading hers with his tongue. She sighed heavily as a strong vibration developed in his chest and his tongue developed a different texture to it. Then he growled. Quickly she opened her eyes and was greeted by a sight that almost stopped her heart. Although she screamed, no sound came out of her mouth. The creature grinned an evil grin as she tried releasing herself from its grasp.
“What’s the matter, Julia,” the beast asked in a raspy voice. “You taste good, so good. As a matter of fact, you taste good enough to eat!”
* * * *
Her heart racing, Julia jerked upright, thankful to be awake from the fantasy-turned-nightmare. Her twenty-minute break was over now, and it was time to get back to work.
It was unusual for her to power-nap during her breaks; however, for some insane reason, she was sleepier than usual. Apparently, playing the role of superwoman was finally taking its toll on her, as were her dreams of her boss.
She stretched and popped a breath mint in her mouth as she made her way from the small guest office and back to her cubicle. It had been far too long since Julia had experienced romance in her life, and for some inexplicable reason, she believed she could savor a romantic interlude with McNamara. Or could she? Apparently her dreams told her she could.
She shuddered at the memory of the horrible-looking scaly thingy she’d been kissing in her dream. Thank God she’d awakened, and she hadn’t even set her alarm clock on the phone. Her dreams seemed so real these days.
Every so often she allowed herself to think what it would be like to be Angus’ s lover. True, he was her boss, but for some reason she felt a strong connection between them. He was a magnet that continued to pull her close to him.
He could also be a tyrant, hence the hideous, evil beasts he morphed into whenever she dreamed of him. Just last night, she was forced to change her plans so she could work on a proposal for one of his most valued clients. She’d wanted to go out with a few of her girlfriends, but, nope, she was at Angus’ s disposal. At least, that’s how he made her feel. It was no mystery to her that the man sought to dominate her in every way.
In her dreams, he was a pussycat, placing her upon a pedestal, and saying romantic things that made her swoon—at least before he changed. In her dreams, he worshipped the very ground on which she walked and was romantic, like a fantasy man straight from the movies. Ha! In reality, McNamara was far from any fantasy man. She shivered again as she recalled the face and tried shrugging it off.
Julia Jones was no pushover. Everyone had boundaries. Although she found Angus irresistible, she was determined to always remain in control. Even though he ruffled her feathers, she never would give him the satisfaction of going off on him or letting him know just how much he got under her skin.
She had a knack for speaking her mind in a classy way, usually leaving Angus simmering. She could see it in his eyes, and she loved it. She loved butting heads with the man, maybe even more so than her job itself. She made a career of getting beneath Angus McNamara’s skin, but in a way that she couldn’t be labeled unprofessional and
Julia was quite sure she’d just creamed her panties as his cock pressed hard against her ass. In response she pressed herself against his steel as fingers entwined themselves in her thick hair.
He kissed her cheek and nibbled her earlobes while playing with the bouncy curls of her hair. “I’ll leave the decision up to you. We’ll do whatever it is you want,” he admitted. “Your happiness is mine.”
Julia closed her eyes, relishing in Angus’ s passionate kisses. She moaned as he ravished her mouth, invading hers with his tongue. She sighed heavily as a strong vibration developed in his chest and his tongue developed a different texture to it. Then he growled. Quickly she opened her eyes and was greeted by a sight that almost stopped her heart. Although she screamed, no sound came out of her mouth. The creature grinned an evil grin as she tried releasing herself from its grasp.
“What’s the matter, Julia,” the beast asked in a raspy voice. “You taste good, so good. As a matter of fact, you taste good enough to eat!”
* * * *
Her heart racing, Julia jerked upright, thankful to be awake from the fantasy-turned-nightmare. Her twenty-minute break was over now, and it was time to get back to work.
It was unusual for her to power-nap during her breaks; however, for some insane reason, she was sleepier than usual. Apparently, playing the role of superwoman was finally taking its toll on her, as were her dreams of her boss.
She stretched and popped a breath mint in her mouth as she made her way from the small guest office and back to her cubicle. It had been far too long since Julia had experienced romance in her life, and for some inexplicable reason, she believed she could savor a romantic interlude with McNamara. Or could she? Apparently her dreams told her she could.
She shuddered at the memory of the horrible-looking scaly thingy she’d been kissing in her dream. Thank God she’d awakened, and she hadn’t even set her alarm clock on the phone. Her dreams seemed so real these days.
Every so often she allowed herself to think what it would be like to be Angus’ s lover. True, he was her boss, but for some reason she felt a strong connection between them. He was a magnet that continued to pull her close to him.
He could also be a tyrant, hence the hideous, evil beasts he morphed into whenever she dreamed of him. Just last night, she was forced to change her plans so she could work on a proposal for one of his most valued clients. She’d wanted to go out with a few of her girlfriends, but, nope, she was at Angus’ s disposal. At least, that’s how he made her feel. It was no mystery to her that the man sought to dominate her in every way.
In her dreams, he was a pussycat, placing her upon a pedestal, and saying romantic things that made her swoon—at least before he changed. In her dreams, he worshipped the very ground on which she walked and was romantic, like a fantasy man straight from the movies. Ha! In reality, McNamara was far from any fantasy man. She shivered again as she recalled the face and tried shrugging it off.
Julia Jones was no pushover. Everyone had boundaries. Although she found Angus irresistible, she was determined to always remain in control. Even though he ruffled her feathers, she never would give him the satisfaction of going off on him or letting him know just how much he got under her skin.
She had a knack for speaking her mind in a classy way, usually leaving Angus simmering. She could see it in his eyes, and she loved it. She loved butting heads with the man, maybe even more so than her job itself. She made a career of getting beneath Angus McNamara’s skin, but in a way that she couldn’t be labeled unprofessional and
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