The Proposition (2 page)

“I
don’t know what to say, sir.”

He
smiled at her faltering state. “You should say, “that’s a wonderful opportunity
sir, I’ll take it.””

“That’s...a
wonderful opportunity sir, I’ll take it,” she echoed stupidly, her cheeks
reddening. But his smile deepened, his eyes grew warmer.

“I like
you, Miss Kerry. You seem like type to obey orders well. And if it’s one thing
I find vital, it’s someone who’s good at not defying me.”

“Funny,
I thought you’d like a bit of challenge once in a while,” she murmured, amazed
at her audacity.

He
tilted his head slightly to the side. “Oh, I do. But in some things, a man like
me would require complete submission from a woman.”

Once
again, Megan’s eyes darted and she wondered breathlessly if they were still
talking about work.

“Megan.”

Her
name on his lips made her head whip up as she looked straight at him. Why did
the whole scenery seem to narrow down into just him and her, shutting the rest
of the world out in a nanosecond? Why did she suddenly feel like she was
treading on dangerous ground?

“I’m
going to suggest something very inappropriate, but very imperative. I may be
reading the signals
all wrong
, and I could just be
acting my usual cocky self…In any case, I have a standing suite here at the
hotel. I’ll like you to join me for a drink – among other things.”

For
like ten seconds, Megan couldn’t get her mind to function. His lips lifted in a
smile. “I know what you’re thinking,” he drawled. “The boss offers you a
promotion, and now he expects you to sleep with him. I’ll admit here and now,
that I knew I wanted you the minute we met. But trust me; even I know I
wouldn’t need to dangle the prospect of a promotion in front of your face to
get you to sleep with me.”

Megan
swallowed tightly, and then said, ““Well, like countless women out there, I’m
very aware of your charms Mr. Mayer. And I’m sure your powers of seduction are
more practiced than I could ever imagine.”

He
grinned wolfishly. “Is that what you want? Should I spend weeks trying to get
you into my bed? Pursue you with stealth and cunning, till you’ll find yourself
tumbling helplessly into my clutches? I wish I had that patience – or
self control
. But I’m much too used to getting what I want,
when I want. I don’t like to wait Megan.”

Megan’s
head was spinning even as her whole body suffused with heat. She was still shaking
her head in disbelief. “But I never…it just didn’t occur to me that…”

“Liar,”
he said smoothly, pushing his half-full glass to the side before he began
tapping his fingers on the table. She couldn’t help staring down at his hands
;
nicely shapely, very neatly trimmed, sexy, with dark hairs
dusting upwards to curl around his watch and sleeve. She went moist just
looking at that hand.

Pathetic,
she thought with self-irritation.

“You
knew, deep down, beneath your subconscious. There’s that something. You just
couldn’t tell yourself it could be possible. But you have a mirror, don’t you,
Miss Kerry?” he half-teased. “You know exactly the effect you have on men. On
me.”

All
this was news to Megan. Apart from the fact that yes, she’d suspected a certain
“chemistry” between her and her handsome boss, she’d never for a second
imagined that she was the bombshell he was painting her to be.

Sure,
she looked in a mirror – very often, every day. She knew she had nice
enough looks. She had enough admirers after her but not that she felt it was
due to her own insurmountable charms. In fact, she used to tell herself she
never really liked her figure
;
much too heavy on top,
and a bit too much junk in the trunk i.e. her ass. She was happy with her hair
though: curly, copper, and trailing down her back. Her eyes weren’t bad either:
a vivid green. And her heart-shaped face didn’t make babies cry. But still…

*

“I’m
going to make this pretty easy for you, Miss Kerry,” he drawled, breaking into
her confused thoughts. “I’ll go up to the suite. Then, I’ll give you fifteen
minutes to join me. If I don’t see you in that time, I’d know you weren’t
interested. You can leave, assured with the knowledge that no matter your
decision, I fully intend to carry through with my promotion offer. That will
still stand.”

Megan
didn’t – couldn’t speak, and could only sit there in a daze as he added,
“But one other thing; I will not proposition you again – ever. You choose
to walk away, and then it’ll be the last time I ask this of you. I guarantee
that.”

 
Still too bemused to reply, she saw him
rise to his feet. He placed something that looked like a keycard on the table.
“This will let you into the suite. If you choose to leave then you can drop it
off at reception. Fifteen minutes, Megan,” he said softly, and her eyes met his
hooded gaze for a moment before he strode away with casual grace.

Once
alone, she shoved her fingers into her hair, thinking what the hell. Heath
Mayer had just clinically asked her to join him up in some suite for a fuck.

She had
no doubt in her mind that was what he wanted. What else could it be?

Megan
spent the next five minutes just weighing her options. The one thing that stuck
most in her mind was
,
this wasn’t a game. And she had
a choice. She would leave and there would be no repercussion.

Only,
perhaps, regrets.

I want
the cocky bastard, she realized instantly. He’s sexy as hell and I’d fuck him
in a heartbeat. Just like that first time she met
him,
she knew it went beyond his looks, his money or the corporate power he wielded.
Like some lucky men in the world, he was the type who’d get even the most
beautiful women into his bed whether he was loaded or not. He had sex appeal
and some other indefinable essences mixed in which made it impossible for any
woman to say no to him sexually.

But
would she do it? Would she be so crazy to fall into Heath Mayer’s net?

He’d
made it clear that if she declined, then it would be her one and last
opportunity. She’d never get another chance because he’d never ask her again
– ever.

He
certainly had unorthodox ways of stating his intentions. He obviously wasn’t
one for flowery wooing. What he wanted, he took – or demanded for.

And now
he was demanding her body. With no strings attached, apparently. Could she
trust him to mean it when he said it wouldn’t matter what choice she made; the
promotion was still hers?

Only
one way to find out…

Chapter
Four

Megan
was inside the
door,
backing into it and hearing the
lock click shut behind her with a heart-thudding finality.

She was
looking straight at him, standing there by the window. It was impossible to
read his expression; there was no hint of triumph or even approval.
Just a hungry, dark glint in his eye that was getting even darker
by the second.

Hardly
breathing, she lifted her hands mid-air in a shrug. “I’m not sure what to do
next,” she said with a slight smile. “This has never happened to me before.”

“Not to
me, either,” he said, and when he saw her expression, he added, “Trust me
Megan, this is the first time I’ve had to act this way. I’ve never met a woman
that would make me forget every principle or my sense of decorum. You’re the
first who has made me want her so bad I could fuck her where she stood.”

He
chuckled briefly at the
blush which
stole off her
cheeks. “That first day we met…it was all I could do not to throw you over my
shoulder and carry you off to Melbourne with me. I’d have fucked you all
through the trip. But today…there’s hardly the time. You’ll be expected back at
the office – and I need to be somewhere in an hour or so. So we’ll have
to make this quick, regrettably. Now, come here.”

Megan
couldn’t move. It was like she was rooted to the floor. His smile was warm.
“You’ll have to come to me, Megan.
Because if I make the
first move, I may be tempted to rip your clothes off.
I’m trying to not
act the caveman – not more than I already have, anyway.”

How
could he have a sense of humor at a time like this, she wondered in surprise.

But
then her feet were moving. Soon she was standing right in front of him. The air
in the plush hotel suite was virtually crackling with electricity.

He stood
there, still as a statue. Her eyes were in line with the knot of his dark grey
tie, and for a moment, her gaze was fastened to the strong line of his throat.
She felt a strange pulsating in her core that she’d never felt before. It was
like there was some invisible magic
wand on vibrate
within her folds, making her so wet she could feel the dampness spreading in between
her legs.

“I want
you to kiss me,” he told her thickly, eyes boring compelling down into hers.

Her own
desire for him made her bold. She could do this, she told herself. She could
simply reach up on her toes, wrap her arms around his neck, and kiss him. So
she did it.

They
kissed. That first touch of lips was electric. The charged volt shook right
through her and made her gasp. She dipped her tongue moistly into his mouth,
and heard him growl before his own arms went about her waist and crushed her to
him.

The
taste of him was all heat and spice. He shot into her mouth with his tongue and
she sucked on it hungrily, reveling in her sensuality as she heard him groan
deep in his throat. Her lips parted wide, opening for him, submitting. She gave
everything he demanded from her with his lips and rampaging tongue.

There
was a ragged edge to his breathing by the time the kiss broke minutes later.
She looked into his eyes and she saw a sexual intent so dark, it made her head
swim.

“You’ll
need to get undressed,” he told her plainly, his hands already reaching for his
own tie.

Once
again, Megan was too dazed to react for a couple of moments.

His eyes
narrowed. “Strip off, Megan. Now.”

Come
here. Kiss me. Strip. Damn. Megan thought of all his
gruffly-worded
commands…And realized there was to be no doubt as to who was really in charge
here.

She
sprung into action, her fingers fumbling slightly with the buttons of her
formal, feminine blouse. She pulled it out of her skirt and then shrugged it
off her shoulders. Her confidence grew by the moment, especially when his eyes
seemed to grow more hooded with desire as she exposed more of her body.

Megan
when for the side zip of her skirt, her movements slower, more seductive.
Soon she was stepping out of the skirt and neatly folded it to place over her
equally folded blouse. His eyes…gosh they were filled with fire as he looked at
her standing there in just her underwear.

“You’re
very beautiful,” he said with husky approval. “In every way. But everything has
to come off.”

She
knew that, of course. Dredging up as much nerve as she could muster, she
reached behind her and unhooked her bra. Her large-sized breasts bounced free,
and she heard the his hiss of
breath
, his eyes trained
on them with obvious lust. Beneath his burning gaze, her chalk-shaped nipples
started to harden and throb.

Next to
go were her panties, and once she was naked before him, strangely she was no
more self-conscious. Suddenly she felt comfortable in her skin and in the
knowledge of her desirability.

His
eyes were smoldering as he ripped off the last of his clothes. Megan wasn’t
surprised to find his body to be all sinewy lines and planes, his chest and abs
spectacularly chiseled like a man who took great effort to be healthy and fit.
Her eyes lingered on his groin, her breath catching at the sight of his thick,
seven inch
plus cock and huge, sexy balls. She swallowed,
knowing now that there was no going back.

He
seemed to smile at the famished look on her face as she regarded his naked
body. And then he asked softly, “One thing I need to know, Megan…why did you
decide to go along with this?”

She
paused, a small sensuous smile curving her lips as she finally looked up into
his handsome face. “Well, because I go for what I want, too. And like you, I
don’t like to wait.” With those words, she pulled up to him for another long,
bone-melting kiss…

Chapter
Five

She
initiated the kiss and it was like triggering off an explosion. Right there in
the middle of the room, he seized her tightly in his arms. Their mouths merged
and ground against each other before parting, using only their
tongues which
met in a sweltering, moist tango.

His
hands bunched into her hair, and soon she felt his lips break away as he began
to shove her down towards his groin. Knowing what he wanted, she was on her
knees in a flash and taking his cock in her mouth.