front of him. She would do whatever he wanted, whatever would please him.
Emily bit her lower lip and waited for Nate to say something. He was drinking in the sight of her body, and the air between them was static with electricity.
Finally, he said, “ I’m not an easy man to be with. I need to know that you really want this.”
Emily nodded. “I do. I want you.”
Nate shook his head. “No. I need to know the details. Send me an email. Write down what you want.”
Emily felt a red heat travelling down her body. She craved his touch so badly, she wanted him to make love to her with the same intensity that was in his eyes now.
“Yes, sir,” she breathed softly.
Nate just smiled sardonically. “Get back to work,” he said, “My appointment will be here soon.”
Emily turned and left the room. Nate’s secretary stared at her as she walked past, and Emily realized that she looked hot and flushed. She wondered if the secretary understood what had just happened, and then pushed the thought out of her mind.
By the time she stepped out on the 35 th floor, the desire coursing through her body had intensified. Emily felt weak and hot and excited, and managed to get to the Ladies’ room. Once inside, she remembered the way Nate had looked at her, and she imagined his lips on hers, his hands taking off her blouse, and then pulling up her skirt. He would enter her from behind, and his erection would slam into her roughly. “When I see you, I want you,” he’d said, and she would give him whatever he wanted.
In a daze of lust, Emily pulled down her panties and her fingers found their way to her swollen nub. She was already drenched, and she wasted no time in stroking herself, twirling her fingers and slipping them inside her drenched opening. Soon she was stifling back her moans as she coaxed the desire out of her body, her fingers sliding in and out with ease, and she imagined Nate bringing her the pleasure she needed so badly. Within seconds, her pent-up arousal reached a crescendo. Her body tensed and she felt herself fading away, and the climax rocked through her veins and flooded out of her.
Emily cleaned up quickly, shocked at what she had just done, and feeling slightly disgusted with herself. What had gotten into her? But she knew what it was – it was the thought of being with Nate, the fact that it would be a reality soon, that was driving her crazy. Now she could admit to herself how badly she wanted him, and she couldn’t wait till he claimed her the way he wanted.
Chapter Five
Emily couldn’t sleep that night. She stayed locked in her room, feeling the lust throbbing in her veins, wondering if she’d just imagined the meeting with Nate. He hadn’t touched her, he hadn’t kissed her. He could have taken her then and there, but he was making her wait. Emily thought about how much she wanted him, and what she wanted.
She stayed up till three a.m., imagining everything they could do together. At one point, she pulled out her vibrator, stripped off her clothes, and toyed with herself until she orgasmed violently.
Afterwards, she sat up, and began typing away furiously. The words poured out of her – she wanted Nate, she wanted him in every way possible. She wanted to please him, and she would do anything he wanted, and give him anything he wanted. If he wanted her body, it was his; if he wanted her heart, it was his. She would do any explicit act he could think of, and she described quite a few of them for him.
It took only an hour to write everything down. Emily finished the email with “I’ve just finished pleasuring myself to fantasies of us together. Yours – Naked, dirty, wet and horny. Emily.”
After she finished writing, Emily found that she had become very, very wet again. She saved the letter to her flash drive, closed the laptop, and began to touch herself. She imagined Nate feeling aroused after reading her letter. “You dirty slut,” he’d tell her, “You’re a