Thread: Scouting Talent (incendonocturne and Jack Stalker)

-her lips fell open to speak, to tell him she wasnt like most everyone else and he knew it, or he should. Although he did touch on security and that was something she did crave. She always had. Much of her security had been ripped out from under her in her youth and she was struggling to find it again. Her head tilted, eyes boring into him as he continued, a dawning seemed to cloud her eyes, her brow furrowing softly. She took a long sip of her champagne as she listened, as he downplayed what her role had really been like in the grand scheme of school life. She considered a moment, correcting him but she faltered when he called her a bitch. Her eyes blinked once, twice and she finally did speak.- I was never a bitch to you and you know it. -there was an edge to her tone, and her eyes narrowed softly on him. Her chest rising and falling a little faster. He was shaking her calm suddenly. Was he warning her? Threatening her with disciplinary action if she went further with that statement or if she didnt follow through with his demands? She shifted in her seat again, trying to straighten, pressing her back softly against the seat as her ass shifted backwards a bit. She was feeling his gaze and she seemed indeed to understand whole heartedly where this path was leading. Hed see those thoughts as he perceived them but deeper thoughts ran muddy through her head as well. Part of her wanted to fight against it. To keep her morals intact. She also wanted something better. Something more....secure in her life. And he was offering it to her. Nothing came without a price though. She knew that. His price was increasingly becoming clear. Her head lowered as she let the moralwant battle raged on in her head. Her heart humming in her chest. She couldnt miss the strain against his thigh. Her eyes closing as she drew in a breath, nostrils flaring softly. She swallowed a lump in her throat and chased it with a drink before she met his gaze again. He would feel a touch of resistance as his hand slipped between her thighs again, her legs tightened ever so slightly, the muscles jumping as they weakly fought against his prying fingers.- Im well aware of a personal assistants duties....and they dont usually include fucking the boss. -she said with a soft conviction, her free hand dropped, grasping at the hollow dip of his elbow, softly pushing against him. The reaction of her body was betraying her as a warmth spread beneath his fingers. A shiver falling against her side as his thumb brushed the material against her nipple, causing it to stand at attention as the strip of her dress fell away from it, exposed to the cool air of the limo and him. Allow your own needs and wants to surface, to compliment those of your boss. His words clung to her ears as any protestations she gave in return became weaker but they were, for the moment still there. Her lips pursed, tongue sliding against them after. Along with his whispered words, her heart pattered in her ear and she shuddered. If she wanted bigger and better things, all she had to do was give into him. Her morals still nagged at her though, shed never saw her life going this way. Shed have never considered sleeping her way to the top but hed put doubt inside her head, he wasnt entirely wrong about a lot of things. She was just on the verge of breaking beneath his offer, his touch.-