“Trust me. I have better things to do than worry about what PAs are hired. But now that you’re here, I have to say that I am more than pleased.” His words somehow seemed dark and promising and a delicious thrill ran over Savannah at the prospect of their meaning.
“I have work to do,” she said, turning her back to Elijah as she began to gather the leftovers.
“You work for me now.” His voice was seductive and carnal and Savannah felt herself moisten at his tone.
“That’s not how it was explained to me,” she retorted and suddenly the lights went out and Elijah was beside her.
“How did you-”
“Doesn’t matter,” he breathed as his mouth moved slowly along the outside of her ear.
Savannah shuddered from the erotic sensation and she felt her defenses weaken.
“I always get what I want, and right now what I want is you, Savannah.”
“You can’t have me,” she said breathlessly.
“I can’t?” he asked, his power over her evident as he hoisted her onto the table and swept the leftovers off with his arm.
“Oh,” Savannah gasped as he brought his mouth to her neck, his lips hot against her skin.
He kissed up her exposed throat and then brought his mouth hungrily down upon her lips.
Savannah kissed back with equal fierceness, her need for Elijah completely overwhelming her.
Elijah pushed her back on the table and expertly undid her pants and slid them down her thighs until they fell into a heap on the floor. Savannah moaned as his fingers grazed across her silk panties, his touch electrifying. She spread her legs shamelessly, welcoming Elijah between them and he nestled himself between her open thighs as he continued to kiss her.
Savannah was panting heavily as she felt Elijah’s fingers brush across her upper thighs before moving back to the top of her panties. He toyed with her underwear, pulling at the top and letting it snap back gently against her skin. Savannah knew that men like Elijah were trouble. She had seen enough wealthy and self-assured men growing up and she knew those traits coupled with power were a deadly combination. Yet, Savannah couldn’t pull away from Elijah and she found herself desperate to have him.
Pushing her shirt up with one hand, Elijah brought his mouth down to Savannah’s taught stomach, kissing gently down to her navel as his other hand caressed her clitoris through her underwear.
“Stop,” Savannah moaned, “It’s my first day.”
“I’m the boss, remember. This is exactly what I need my production assistant to do,” he murmured, nuzzling his head between her legs. Savannah gasped as she felt Elijah blow warm air against her aching sex and she writhed on the table under him. Smiling seductively, he used his teeth to pull her panties down and then pulled them off entirely with his hand. Savannah’s head rolled back with ecstasy and she knew that she was in way over her head. Elijah was worldly and experienced beyond any man she had ever been with. In fact, she wouldn’t even call her past lovers men, they were boys compared to Elijah.
“Shh,” Elijah whispered and Savannah realized that she had been moaning loudly, her voice breathy and unrecognizable.
“This was all I could think about all weekend long,” he breathed, “Tasting you.” And with that he lowered his mouth to her desperate sex and she arched her back so far that she thought she would snap in half. Nothing she had ever felt in her life came close to the pleasure that she now felt with Elijah’s head between her legs. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she bucked on the table and she could hardly wrap her head around the delight of Elijah’s tongue.
“Oh my god!” she gasped, “How are you doing that?” It felt as if Elijah had three tongues that were licking her with long and lush strokes. Elijah smiled mysteriously from between her legs and continued to pleasure her. She grasped at the table, knocking plates and food to the floor.
A few apples hit the ground with soft thuds as they rolled under the table. Savannah prayed that no one would enter the cafeteria. She could just imagine what people would think if they saw the popular TV host with his head between the new production assistant’s legs.
Savannah couldn’t think anymore because she felt Elijah’s warm tongue pick up speed as
he moved between her lips and then begin to flick furiously against her clitoris. She could tell that Elijah was turned on by his own heavy breathing and the “Mmmm” sounds he kept making as he drank her juices. Never before had Savannah felt so reckless. She pushed her hips further into Elijah’s face, begging him not to stop.
“I’m not stopping until you come for me.” His voice was calm but authoritative and in that instant Savannah knew she would do anything for this man. He pushed his tongue deep into her tight opening and Savannah lost herself, exploding around Elijah as she came wildly. Elijah grasped onto her tightly, pressing his mouth deep between her thighs. When he surfaced again, Savannah had finally stilled and she noticed his upper lip glistening with her arousal. Savannah watched him with wide disbelieving eyes. Without saying a word, he gently pulled her panties back on.
“You better get dressed,” he whispered. Savannah nodded wordlessly as she hopped down and quickly pulled her capris on. Elijah snapped his fingers and the lights came back on and she jumped as she squinted from the bright lights. Her luxurious satiated feeling quickly disappeared.
“How did you do that?”
“Do what?”
“You know what! The lights!” Savannah scowled as Elijah shrugged indifferently as he pulled down on his sleeves, straightening his shirt. Suddenly his cell phone buzzed and he answered it.
“Yes?” There was a pause and his face turned into a scowl. “Dammit! I’ll be right there.”
He stowed the phone in his pocket and turned to Savannah. “I’m sorry, but I have to go.”
Savannah took a step towards him and then stopped herself, feeling silly. “Okay.”
“This isn’t finished.” He paused. “We aren’t finished.” His eyes were blue and clear and
Savannah’s felt dizzy from her desire. Elijah cast one last look of longing in her direction before he strode purposefully out of the room.
Savannah slumped to the floor, feeling as if she had just run a marathon. Being around Elijah was exhausting, not to mention the fact that she had just received oral sex from him on the first day of her new job.
“What was I thinking?” she hissed to herself as she noticed the bruised apples lying under the table. Snapping into action, she scurried to the table and cleaned up the lunch remnants in record time. She made a quick stop at the bathroom to make sure she looked okay and then she hurried to Kaci’s office.
“I was wondering where you were. I need you to file all of these documents for me.”
Savannah eyed the enormous pile of papers on the floor by Kaci’s desk.
“File them by date and then come find me.”
Savannah was left alone with the mountain of killed trees. She set about the mundane task of filing the papers and she let her mind wander over the sexual encounter she had just experienced with Elijah. She couldn’t believe she had let herself get so carried away by him.
What had she been thinking? He was like a drug that she couldn’t resist. Savannah had in fact never tried drugs, but she was pretty certain that this was what it felt like. She had to remind herself that Elijah had been pursuing her.
The afternoon passed slowly and it was after four o’clock when she climbed off the floor.
Her body was stiff and she rolled her neck from side to side trying to work the kinks out. She found Kaci in an office down the hall and Kaci waved her in.
“I’m going to need you to take this show outline to Dr Preston.”
Savannah’s heart did a flip. “Not a problem — where is he?”
“That’s the thing. He was called down to the Brooklyn Hospital Center.”
Savannah pictured him in a white doctor’s coat and her heart flipped again. Yes, Elijah in a white coat was incredibly sexy; he could examine her any time he damn well pleased.