Free Hounded by Lust by D. A. Chambers Page B

up and my cat had really bad stomach problems.” My cat? Why the hell was wrong with me?
    “Interesting. Your name?”
    Straight to the point. He was that type of man.
    “My name? It’s Nicole.”
    “Beautiful name.” Even with compliments, he still sounded like he was scolding me.
    “Thank you, it means people of victory in Greek.” As if he really wanted to know that. What was wrong with me today.
    “Interesting again. So why should I hire you, Nicole?” His voice was starting to soften just the slightest bit. This time he didn’t say my name as though he was going to beat me with a belt.
    “Well, I have three years of previous receptionist experience and I have a strong passion for the entertainment business. I swear I can man the front of this ship like no other.”
    “And will you be late to said ship?”
    Jesus, was he ever going to drop the late thing?
    “No, sir. This was a one-time thing. I’ll fix my cat.”
    “I hate cats.” He said curtly and matter-of-factly, as though expecting me to jump in and agree, saying that I only had a cat because of a lost bet. Instead I just stayed quiet. As soon as he noticed I wasn’t going to respond, he grabbed a light blue folder that was resting on his desk and pulled out a few pieces of paper.
    “This is your resume.” His eyes scanned the paper as though he were looking over a trashy ad in a magazine.
    “Ah, yes, sir. That is certainly my resume.”
    “I hate reading these.”
    “Oh. Ok.” I said, caught off guard. I had absolutely no idea where this interview was going. It was certainly unlike any other interview I had ever been too. For one, I wanted this job like no other. Second, I felt as though I was already too a bad start. And lastly, Slade’s cologne was starting to reach my seat, sending a flush to my cheeks. I was never turned on by a man’s smell before, but there was a first time for everything.
    “Here. Let’s get rid of this, shall we?” And with that, Slade ripped my resume in half. My whole life’s work on just two pieces of paper. Cut straight down the middle. When he set the papers down, he looked over at me with his intense, amber eyes and stood up from his chair. It was the first time I saw his whole body in it’s entirety and it was incredible. The way his biceps bulged ever so slightly from the priceless, and perfectly tailor suit sent a rush of heat throughout my body. His butt was framed perfectly by his pants, and I couldn’t help but notice his member, which made quite an apparent bulge at the front of his trousers. Suddenly, the heat that spread throughout my body focused right in between my legs. I could feel myself getting more and more excited as each moment passed.
    “I like to make sure everyone that works here is an example of quality. I only surround myself with passionate, driven individuals. Do you find yourself to be… passionate, Ms. Kimberly?” The way he said passionate was like a shock to my system. I could feel something underneath his words, some sort of desire that wasn’t there when I had first walked in. “What is your last name?”
    I guess he really didn’t like reading resumes. “Ms. Brookes.” I said, a little bothered that he didn’t know my full name, but not bothered enough to overcome the arousal that was dispersing throughout me. I shifted in my seat, suddenly aware of the moisture growing in between my thighs. I couldn’t help but steal quick glances towards his crotch. I could have sworn his bulge was growing.
    He was slowly walking back and forth now, from one end of the window to the other.
    “Are you willing to work hard? Past what you are asked for? Are you willing to go above and beyond in order to make sure everything runs properly? And if I need you for any… personal matters, will you be able to attend to them?”
    I was a little taken aback by his question. I had been under the impression that it was just a receptionist job, but he was making it sound as though I would