Her CEO - Flora Ferrari Page 0,2

CCTV feed from the building.

I feel a shuddering sigh of relief as I see her walk into the building, able to zoom in when she pauses to look up at me again, this time at my portrait hanging in the foyer.

“Mr. Chambers… Is everything-” Sloane starts to say, but my finger is up, silencing him as my brow furrows.

“That’ll be all Sloane,” I tell him, dismissing him from his own office, leaving him standing awkwardly by the door.

I feel my tongue running over my own lips, imagining them on her. My thickening arousal catches on pure silk, putting it through its paces as it fights to contain a hardness I haven’t known for years, maybe ever.

Another low growl registers as I feel my heart flicking, then pounding in my chest, filling my ears with a jungle beat that seems to match each heaving of her ample chest as she stares up at my picture.

There’s sixteen cameras in the foyer, but I’m only focused on the ones with her in their sights.

I can see her from behind as well as the sides and front. I let out a low moan, wanting her like nothing on earth and right fucking now.

“Sloane?” I hear myself rasping, feeling my mouth dry now, my hands trembling as I touch one to the screen, “Why are you still here?”

“Uh… It’s my office, Sir,” Sloane murmurs respectfully, and I crease a smile, shifting my hard dick north and flat against my zipper as I fight the urge not to moan out loud again.

“Of course it is.” I observe, not taking my eyes off her for a second, feeling a jolt of panic as she starts to move away, then back again, then finally towards the elevators.

“Your next employee has just walked in the building, Sloane. She’ll be working directly under me. Do you understand?”

His face is a puzzle, but it’s nothing for Eric Chambers to act a little weird from time to time.

“Of course,” Sloane agrees, “Who…?”

He’s trying to get some facts, but I’m scrambling to track her through the dozens of CCTV squares on the screen. My pounding heart nearly stops when she gets out of the elevator, onto the very floor I’m watching her from.

Of course she’s here. She’s coming straight to me.

Good girl.

“She’s right outside, Sloane. At reception on this floor. I want her in my office in ten minutes, understand?”

That should give me enough time to release some of this insane pressure in my cock. My god, but she’s beautiful.

She’s perfect.

“Sir,” Sloane stammers, pausing as he makes his way out the door, realizing it’ll take him a full minute to reach reception.

It’s a big department.

With one second of my looking at him, he’s bolting across the office space to get to reception.

I’m not far behind him, but I never run. I never have to.

Every single person in the office stands up as I walk by, making one of my rare but not unheard of appearances.

Men look down and women blush. The guilty avoid my gaze and the aspiring try to hold it as I saunter past. Thankfully my jacket covers my raging hard on but feeling the way I do right now, I couldn’t care if the whole world saw it.

It’s what she’s doing to me already.

Ordinarily, I’d take some time to see how things really are on the floor, but I’ve got more important things to deal with right now.

The only thing that truly matters.

Reaching reception, I find Sloane, sweating and wringing his hands, and what looks like a child’s doll staring at me, wide eyed before she tries to straighten her shock of hair, batting her eyelids as if she has something I’m interested in.

“Where is she?” I demand, feeling the stab of emptiness in my heart at not finding my prize at the bottom of the box.

“Where is she?” I ask again, my voice lowering to a growl.

“She left,” Sloane stammers. “Cynthia told her we’re not hiring…told her she needed a referral,” he says accusingly, taking a step back and even pointing his finger at the receptionist.

“Well, Cynthia? You can just go get her back, can’t you? Maybe she can have your job if you’d prefer?”

The Barbie’s cogs turn and it finally registers that not only is the elusive Eric Chambers actually standing on her floor, he’s mad as hell and wants what’s his returned to him.

Within seconds the pair of them scramble to bring her back, whoever she is.

Taking my own private elevator to the foyer, after guessing that’s