Temah Amoah's POV.

It's the day after our first date and I'm buzzing!

I have a big smile on my face, even as I sit at my desk.

The phone next to me rings and my heart starts to thump in my chest.

Douglas.

I take a deep breath and then pick up the phone.

"Mr Coleman" I say softly.

"Temah" He says, lowly.

"I need you in my office now, please" he says.

I bite my lip.

"Right now?" I tease with a giggle.

"Temah, please..." He groans.

"I'll be right there" I tell him, before hanging up.

Before I realise, I'm knocking twice on his door.

"Come in." He says.

I walk into his room and he looks up.

"Temah" He says standing up.

I smile a little.

"Sir" I say.

He stands up, and stares me down, lust evident in his eyes.

"You need to stop calling me that" He says, slowly stalking towards me.

"What... Sir?" I ask, innocently.

I know exactly what I'm doing.

"Temah" he warns.

I look directly into his eyes.

"Yes, sir?" I ask.

He grabs my hips and pushes me back into the door roughly, making me gasp.

Without saying anything more, his lips find mine, as he kisses me deeply.

I sigh softly and glide my hands over his abdomen and dig my nails into his back, making him growl.

He pulls away, looking down at me, before smirking.

"I see, you tried to hide my little present for you" He says, lifting his fingers to pull down my collar, his calloused fingers slightly brushing my throat, to reveal the love bite he gave me.

He leans down and plants a soft kiss on it.

"Soon, you won't be able to hide it" he tells me.

"Everyone will know that you're mine" He says into my ear.

I chuckle.

"We have a meeting in five minutes" I say, changing the subject and he nods, eyes holding a little disappointment, before he hides it.

"You're right. Let's go" he tells me, standing upright.

I straighten out my outfit and fix his collar for him.

He studies me for a minute and then takes my hand, pressing his lips to my knuckles in a kind gesture.

I feel heat rise to my cheeks as he lets go.

We walk out of the building and we meet up in a small cafe, with a couple of men, I recognise, from the last board meeting that we went to.

We greet each other and sit down to get started.

I continue taking notes and halfway through, I feel I feel his hand on my thigh.

I look at him with wide eyes to warn him that this is not the time.

I put my hand over his and he subtly mouths "payback" under his breath.

"What do you think, Miss Amoah?" One of them asks.

"I- -" I start, but I bite my lip and stop as he slips his fingers through my panties, teasing me gently.

"Mhm, I think it's a great idea" I say, trying to contain control my tone of voice.

"Why's that?" Douglas asks and I almost glare at him as he looks into my eyes and slips his fingers inside of me slowly.

I turn to the men.

"I just think... It could be a great addition to the story" I say, trying to conceal my moans with short coughs.

Douglas chuckles softly as I shift about in my seat, at war with whether I feel pleasure or fear of getting caught.

I try pressing my legs together, but he uses his other hand to yank my thigh over his, giving him even wider access!

I feel myself quickly going over the edge and I bite my lip to stop myself from crying out.

I feel tears prick at the corners of my eyes, but I stubbornly refuse to let them fall.

Douglas lets go of my shaky leg and pulls out his hand from my underwear, and continuing with the meeting as if nothing has happened.

While the men are completely occupied, with the sheets of paperwork, I shakily give them, Douglas holds up his fingers to his lips and licks them clean, making my heart jump and my lips part slightly as he smirks at me.

He wipes the rest of his hand, with the tissue on the table and sits back in his chair, contemptibly.

I glare at him and he responds with a wink.

I roll my eyes and turn away from him, ignoring him as best as I can for the rest of the meeting.

Once the meeting is over, I streamline out of the café as in my feet are on fire.

He quickly catches up with me and grabs my arm.

"Where are you off to in a hurry?" He asks, loftily.

I roll my eyes and mean mug him.

"We could have gotten caught!" I exclaim.

"But... we didn't" he says, with a stupid, heart melting smirk.

I drag my eyes away from his lips.

Ignore the libido, Temah!

"We could have!" I yell frustration taking over.

"Hey, look!" He says, pulling me impossibly closer to him.

"Yell at me one more time and I promise you, I'll give you a reason to scream" he says, his voice dangerously low.

I open my mouth, ready to yell again, but then I remember what he did in the café, just moments before, and I snap my mouth shut, knowing that he is definitely not bluffing.

"Hm, that's what I thought" he says, pulling away.

I stand there, dumbfounded as I watch him continue walking.

He stops and then turns around, his eyes shining with mischief.

"And Temah."

"Hm?" I respond, still dazed.

"Take the rest of the day off..."

His eyes travel down the length of my body.

"I think that meeting drained you quite enough." He says.

"But what about my work?" I ask.

He shrugs.

"I'll come around tonight and drop it off" He tells me.

I nod.

"Okay... Sir"

He spins around and before he can do anything, I sprint in the direction of my car and see him standing there, with the faintest trace of a smirk on his face.

I'm in trouble, but...

Who cares?

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