Chapter Seventeen: In Which She Gets a Little Clarification

Glory was looking through the applicants the next morning, laughing to herself at over some of the things these women had been willing to write on their applications. If only they knew Arden Fox the way she did, they might feel differently about wanting to be his lady love. The sound of a deep voice growling angrily at someone carried down the hall to her ears, sending adrenaline pumping through her veins—speak of the devil and he shall appear.

There was a moment of silence, followed by the clicking of dress shoes slapping against the tiled floor. The door to Arden's office swung open revealing the immaculate object of her demented fascination. His eyes surveyed his private sanctum, cataloging everything to makes sure that it was exactly how he had left it. Glory rose from his chair like royalty, moving around his desk with slow sensual steps, "Good morning Mr. Fox—I hope your trip back was a pleasant one." She held a fake smile on her lips.

His eyes raked down the length of her body as if he needed to make sure she was exactly as he had left her as well. When their gazes connected she watched his eyes blaze to life with his untapped fury. Arden reached up with his elegant fingers and loosened the knot on his tie.The movement both sexual and threatening, "Miss Novacek you wanted me here—Now I'm here. Let's discuss your employment and how it's going to work from here on out because there seems to be some confusion..."

Glory took a subtle step backwards, "I'm pretty sure that I have a clear understanding of how your employment system works..."

He gave her a predatory smile in response, "Are you sure? You had me leave an important acquisition meeting to come back here. So let's talk Miss Novacek—What seems to be the problem? What more can I do for you to make your time here more satisfying?"

She no longer felt confident in her assessment of their situation. Perhaps she had jumped to conclusions and wasn't really trying to avoid her. Now that he was standing in front of her—she regretted her decision to call him home. He moved towards her, crowding in close to her personal space—close enough that she could smell the mint on his breath, "Were you lonely without me Gloriana, hm? Didn't know what do do with yourself without me around..." He taunted with a smug smirk as he began to unbutton the buttons on his suit jacket.

Glory watched his movement with suspicion, eyes slitting, "You really expect me to believe that you weren't avoiding me? You had your phone disconnected..." She leveled him with an accusing stare. Arden slipped out of his jacket, folding it neatly, "My mother was berating me with calls...I figured it was the most efficient way to deal with her at the moment." He brushed past her as he walked over to a nearby chair. His calm movements were setting her more on edge—he was definitely going to punish her somehow.

"Come here Miss Novacek..." He spoke to her in a voice that was too calm as he pointed a finger to the space between him and his desk. She eyed the space for a moment before shaking her head, "I'm quite fine where I am now—clearly I was mistaken about several things. I apologize for that..."

He held her captive in his steady gaze, "Come. I won't ask you again..." His eyes spoke truth—he would likely strangle her for real this time if she did not do exactly as he told her to do. Glory lifted her chin defiantly as she sauntered towards him as a purposefully slow pace. His eyes narrowed slightly as he watched her every movement until she was squeezed between him and the desk.

"You thought that I was avoiding you?" He scoffed at her, "Au contraire Miss Novacek...you were constantly with me whether I was awake or asleep..." He encroached on her space, the hard wood of the desk beginning to press in against the small of her back. She stared up at him from under lashes in confusion, his heat doing delicious things to her body. Arden grabbed onto her arms, pulling her up close to him, "I couldn't get the taste of you off my tongue, no matter how hard I tired. I know now one time will never be enough for me Gloriana—with you it appears my hunger is insatiable." Her eyes widened as he twisted her around, barely giving her a chance to catch herself on his desk.

Glory's palms were pressed flat against the desk. The paper of applications stuck to her clammy hands. Arden pushed himself hard against her bottom, making her body shiver with anticipation. She was dancing with the devil in his house—a house that offered eternal pleasure and damnation.

"Consider this an lesson in your employment here...an understanding and agreement between business partners..." He whispered as his fingers played with the hem of her skirt, stroking the skin of her inner thigh. The soft of crinkling paper and soft breaths were the only things she could hear as he lifted her skirt slowly up her legs until he had it rolled up to her waist, exposing her lacy thong. He sucked in a breath, fingertips fluttering over her sensitive flesh.

Glory let out a small gasp when she felt the strike of his open palm against the firm cheek of her ass. He followed the strike by gripping onto her, "While you work with—for me...this..." He lays another slap on the other side with his opposite hand, securing her to the desk, "belongs to me and only I am allowed to handle it—do you agree to these terms?" He ground his erection into her ass causing a wetness to form between her legs. She flipped a look at him over her shoulder and he captured her with his piercing gaze—enthralling and enchanting her to give into the dark desires that had led them to this point. Glory wet her lips in hungry anticipation.

"I need to hear you say it aloud—do you agree Gloriana?" He gripped her tighter, demanding her compliance. She narrowed her eyes dangerously, lost in their combined lust, "Yes...I agree to these terms." She had sold her soul and body to the devil, something she was certain she would regret later but that was a problem for future Glory to deal with—right now she planned to enjoy this debauched tango with Arden Fox.

A hungry smirk pulled up his lips, "That was the right choice—" His hands roamed upward under the bunched up material of her skirt, finding the lacy waistband of her underwear, "This looks lovely on you but in the future—no underwear in my presence...it take to much time to remove..."

Glory rolled her eyes, even in a sexy moment he has to be an uptight control freak, "Yes and we all know how you are—wouldn't want to waste any of Mr. Fox's precious time...he..." A palm slapped against her ass cheek again—harder then before—effectively silencing her as she sucked in a breath. Her eyes narrowed into angry slits even as her pussy clenched tight with excitement. Arden held his smirk, "Be careful little mouth what you say..." He chimed, taunting her as he peeled her thong down, letting it pool at her ankles. Glory was going to return that tenfold—which made her lips curve slightly at her inner amusement of her future torments planned for him.

He lightly stroked her skin with his fingertips as her rose back up behind her. When he drove two thick fingers into her heated channel—all other thoughts slipped from her mind, eyes squeezing shut. Her groaned as he twisted and probed her—slowly he pulled out his fingers, only to push them in deeper, "You're so wet for me...so ready..." He fingers rubbed achingly slow against her walls, driving her frustration and desire higher.

"Arden—" She growled in annoyance as he continued to torment her. He chuckled softly to himself, her clearly knew what her was doing to her—the no good, rotten bastard.

The sudden absence of his fingers followed by the sound of a zipper unzipping pulled all of her attention. She pushed up a bit, tilting her face to side so she could get a better look at him over her shoulder. His eyes locked with hers as he positioned himself at her entrance, "Is this what you want Gloriana?" He questioned in a deep voice laden with desire. His rounded tip pushing inside of her ever so slightly as she wiggled her body in anticipation. Hungry for more and done with his game of torment—Glory pushed herself back, taking him by surprise as her pussy swallowed all of his cock in a quick thrust.

"Oh God—Yes!"

"Fuck!"

Glory's body spasmed around him—his entering her alone had plunged her over the edge he had been dangling her over minutes before. Arden turned into a ravenous beast as he grabbed hold of her hips and began to drive his hips into her with increasing speed and force—not giving her a moment to recollect herself before he was pushing her toward the heavens agains. They were two animals working out their angst and aggression in the form of sexual expression. Glory did everything she could to hold on as he ravaged her body—wave after wave of pleasure rushed over and through her. She was certain she was going to be torn asunder.

"Oh yeah...right there...give it to me!" She pleaded as another orgasm barreled towards her. Arden slammed into her as he slapped a hand down hard against her ass. That was the final push she needed as her pussy clamped down tight around him, moaning loudly as her pleasure set her adrift in the universe.

Arden pulled out of her quickly, releasing a groan of pure satisfaction as hot liquid littered the sensitive flesh of her bottom. Their heavy breathing became the only sounds in his office, neither of them venturing to move. After a couple of minutes Arden wiped his hand over her skin, smearing his seed as he did, "I like the way I look on you—" His deep voice rumbled with dark possession. She wanted to be disgusted by what he had said—what they had done but her pussy clenched up tight exposing her for what she was—addicted to the devil and his wicked ways.