Submissive Women

His teeth grazed the soft skin of her neck. The primal need to mark his claim on her was growing. She tasted like fresh raspberries. He turned, so he walked to the desk with her legs wrapped firmly around his strong ones. 

With him on the desk and her on his thighs, the position allowed for more friction. Her nipples strained from the soft fabric of her chiffon shirt and rubbed against his black shirt.

He bit her neck softly at first, then clamped down on her hard. He was losing control. He was head overboard and she was no longer thinking with her head.

Esmeralda's eyes flew open at the compromising situation. She jumped down, dragging her skirt down her knees. Prince Kain stared at her, wondering what had gone wrong. Then he suddenly understood what had gone wrong. He was making out with his personal assistant, whose eyes had grown to the size of saucers and was glaring at him.

He fought hard to contain the animal in him. It was too early. He was yet to understand what it was that was alluring about the woman. 

"We were-" She trailed off, avoiding his gaze.

"Kissing." He completed it for her. He went to sit on his study table. 

"Reset my schedule for this week. Cancel all appointments and set up a new schedule for our board meeting." His voice was stern and his pose on the study table reminded her of the kind of men her mother usually warned her to stay away from. The over domineering, regnant and tyrannical kind of men.

Esmeralda suddenly remembered the files she had seen on her desk.

"Those files on my desk. What are they for?" 

"Fashion show reviews from six years ago. Check out our position and send a feedback to the marketing department to come up with a chart." 

From six years ago? The man sitting in the executive suite was different from the one she had been with a few minutes ago. This one hated her, despised her and would get rid of her if he wanted to. 

She nodded curtly and walked stiffly out of the executive suite. It was exasperating. She wanted her life back. 

Once in her office, she yanked the files off the table and gave it one hard look. She inhaled and exhaled softly before delving into the bulky work.

It was almost lunch hour. Esmeralda's stomach twisted and rambled. She yawned exhaustively and turned on her swivel chair. The prince had saddled her with this bulky assignment and there were so many loopholes.

A knock on the glass demarcation startled her and she sat up straight on her chair. The chair squeaked as she tried to straighten herself. Prince Kain stood in his office, beckoning on her to come over into his office.

Esmeralda rose from her chair and packed her desk, bracing herself for whatever it was he wanted her to do.

He felt her presence as soon as she walked into his office. Her raspberry scent held him still, wanting more than just her scent. He turned to acknowledge her. 

"You asked me to come." Her lips were set out in a full pout, and Kain wondered how thrilling an experience it would turn out to be if her mouth was wrapped around his cock. His member came to life at the thought of his personal assistant in that position.

"How far have you gone with the reviews?" He leaned on one foot. 

"I'm nowhere near. There are so many loopholes which I'm trying to fill. I should be done by tomorrow." She answered, looking around the spacious office but nowhere near his handsome face.

His long sleeves were rolled up, revealing his toned arms and refined muscles. There were many things she could possibly imagine those arms doing to her. And none of those things had anything to do with work.

"You don't seem to understand the implication of what delay might mean in a situation like this. You're the only one I can trust who can handle this to the very core."

Esmeralda said nothing. Her tongue was tied inside of her throat. Moreover, her intestines were probably wringing themselves with hunger.

"Bring them here; the files. We'll do it together. No one leaves here until the work is done." He turned his back on her, a rude dismissal.

"I have to be-"

"You can leave now. Be here with the files in five minutes." 

Esmeralda clenched her fist and stormed out of his office angrily. Her heels were starting to hurt. She was doing this for her mother, for her kind, for history. To correct history.

Kain made her sit with him in his office while they went through the reviews together. 

Esmeralda raised her head and looked at the glass panes. The evening was unfolding right before her eyes while she sat with the prince in his office. She hated that she had to work so hard to get what she wanted. No, it wasn't what she wanted. It was what her mother wanted.

"The first three fashion shows held in the first part of six years in the review had the highest population turnout for the fashion shows. Note that somewhere." His bossy tone was another side of him she hated. 

He spoke to people like they meant nothing, worth nothing. 

She flipped the notepad on her lap over to scribble something on it.

Prince Kain's voice broke through her concentration, forcing her to look at his face in resignation.

"Make the first chart a pie. We need correct data for the analysis." 

Esmeralda nodded, trying to remember the previous point he made earlier. She twirled a stray strand of her red hair childishly as she bit on her lips, trying hard to remember.

He raised his head from his computer screen to check out what she was doing at the moment. She wasn't writing anything. She was playing with her hair and biting down on her lips. Her soft cherry lips. The things he wanted to do with those plump lips…

She looked up suddenly and their eyes met. Esmeralda didn't want to think she had caught him staring at her. For a few seconds, Esmeralda stared back at him. Her green curious eyes searched his face for any clue as to what she might have done.

He was the first to recover from the staring contest.

"You'll take the rest home. You can take it from here. I have other things to attend to."

"I can't finish this alone."

He paused to give her a long look. 

"I like submissive women, Esmeralda. Now you know why I dislike you. You grumble a lot, you're slouchy and worst of all; you don't always meet deadlines. Are you sure you don't need some months off?"

Esmeralda rose from her chair in anger. She was tired of his sassiness and was going to tell him to go bash his head against a wall if he couldn't handle her.

"I'll take the work home then. You can't keep me locked in here until late evening." 

Kain grinned excitedly. Her outburst did nothing to him. If anything it excited him.

"Send it to my email before morning. I have to make a copy of it for my father." 

Esmeralda calmed herself down. It didn't matter what she said. Her mother's assignment was getting harder with each passing minute. To think that she had kissed him back was mortifying.

Noisily, she packed the files hastily and went out of his office.

Kain watched her as she stormed out angrily out of his office. He was going to look into the woman thoroughly. She looked like an exciting adventure to him. The animal in him growled in support. 

But there was something else. A hard truth he didn't want to admit to. With her, he forgot about his troubles. He thought of nothing else other than hunting her down and taking her. Claiming and marking her as his own. His own. He only needed to be sure. 

The animal in him had only restrained itself back in the executive suite. He wasn't so sure what would happen the next time.