The Look: Alpha Male, Feisty Female Romance (2 page)

CHAPTER 1

A young intern pulls a coffee cart into boardroom C. There has been a lot of talk around the office about the important meeting taking place today, but when the intern opens the door, all she finds is one woman sitting in a tall, leather-back chair. The other women are young; perhaps, the intern guesses, in her mid-twenties. The intern can’t see the other woman’s full face, her chair facing the large window behind her.

“Some coffee, Miss?” The intern asks, her voice coming out in a nervous squeak. The “Miss” in question is Miss Holly Patton, CEO of Patton Air, the soon-to-be top airplane/jet leasing company in the world, already leasing airplanes with all the top airlines due to their unbeatable prices.

Holly turns away from the window at the sound of the intern’s squeak. Holly Patton is classic beautiful with long, golden blond hair, icy blue eyes, and smooth skin. The intern’s eyes linger on her full pink lips and hourglass figure.

“No thank you,” says Holly, flicking a delicate wrist of dismissal towards the girl. She is more than energized enough for the task at hand.

The intern, taking the hint, quickly pulls her cart out of the room, softly closing the door behind her.

Holly turns her chair and attention back to the window, admiring the view. And what a view! The boardrooms’ wide windows show a glorious view of the ocean that lies only a few miles from the office. She can see the sun high in the clear blue sky, and a group of people on the beach. They almost look like ants from how high Holly is up.

Holly holds out her right wrist and looks at her rose gold Rolex watch. Five minutes to noon. Jason should be here by now, she thinks to herself. She uses this time to check her outfit one last time. Her navy blue skirt is perfectly pressed, and just the right length: just long enough to show she’s a lady, but short enough to show she’s a woman. Her matching navy blazer is perfectly tailored, and her cream-colored silk blouse has just enough buttons to show off her full bust. She looks down at her black, six-inch stiletto heels to see that they are still in mint condition. After the inspection, she leans back in her leather chair and waits, knowing Ja-son is always known for giving a good show.

Holly isn’t wrong. At the stroke of noon, the board room swings open and in comes Ja-son Yates, fuming in his gray Armani suit. He quickly slams the door behind him. “God Damn it, Holly!” he booms as soon as he sees the young CEO in the room. On normal circumstances, Jason would never have raised his voice to a woman, but this time he has decided that Holly Patton has taken things too far. Jason is the CEO of Yates Air, Patton Air’s only rival company at this point. Though, the way things have been going, they aren’t going to be rivals for much longer.

“Why Jason, whatever is the matter?” Holly asks, a tone of mock surprise in her voice.

“You know God damn well what the fuck is the matter,” Jason spits at her. “Your price gouging is going to put me out of business! You’re cutting your prices so low that no one can keep up!”

“Well, of course, Jason, that’s the plan all along,” she says, whirling a strain of her golden blonde hair. “It’s called business.”

Jason’s dark blue eyes narrowed at her. “You can’t do this!” he tells her.

“Why not?” Holly asks. “I’m not doing anything illegal. I guess you’re just going to have to deal with it.”

“Not if I fucking make you do something about it, bitch,” he tells her, his voice low, almost a growl.

The two rivals stare each other down across the boardroom table. Holly uses this moment to appraise all of Jason’s “assets”. He’s tall, with broad shoulders. His olive skin glistens with small beads of sweat from the intensity of their shouting match. She can tell he had been getting angry long before coming through the door. His full head of luscious black hair still looks just as well-kept, even though he’s run his large, firm-looking hands through it at least a dozen times. His blues eyes darken, both from anger and animal instinct. The look becomes more and more all-consuming and wild, leading Holly’s mind to other thoughts. Less professional ideas, such as how his lips would feel on hers. How his perfect white teeth would feel on her sensitive neck and other, lower places. The way his muscles would tense and relax when she caresses them. Her imagination begins to overflow with desire.

Holly can feel the heat of arousal rising in her body. She knows Jason has a hot temper, but knowing it and feeling are two different things. Holly has always had a kink for being dominated. Just being held down, pushed against a wall and being taken while being told the dirtiest, nastiest things in her ear always got her going. Maybe she enjoys being bossed around in the bedroom because she is so dominant in every other aspect of her life. However, since she was promoted to being CEO of her uncle’s company six months ago, she just cannot seem to find anyone to dominate her. It is almost as if they’re scared of her and her new power in the company.

Holly has never felt this sexually frustrated in her life. When Jason growled at her, calling her a bitch, his eyes so full of furious intensity, it sparked something in the young woman. She needs to be played with, her desire to submit. Holly can feel her pussy ache with need, wetness dripping down her creamy thighs. She discreetly tries to rub them together for some sweet friction. She knows her face is flush, and she is only moments away from panting out her need. It’s only a matter of time now because inside she is begging for some release.

It’s not that hard to figure out when a woman is aroused. Jason can tell that the long-legged blond in front of him is becoming more and more hot by just by her body language. From her dilated blue eyes to how her back has straightened, displaying those full, perky tits for him to rake his eyes over. The pink flush warming up her pale skin. How her legs are crossed, trying to stop that pool of wetness from overflowing. God, he can even smell her, she is so turned on. He knows she’s trying to get relief by rubbing her thighs together, but knows that she’s going to need more than that to get the full service she requires. All from the word bitch, huh. Jason smirks, loosening up his tie. Guess she isn’t such a feminist after all.

For Jason’s part, he has been lusting after the blond for a year now, after first meeting her at a business conference. She had been full of herself, even then. So bossy and demanding that all he wanted to do was to pull that little bitch by her beautiful, long hair, drag her on stage, and fuck her until she is screaming his name. All in front of every major airline company. Jason has always been the dominant one, in every aspect of his life. From the cut-throat world of business to the bedroom. He has a hobby of bringing strong-willed women into complete submission to him, having them begging for their climaxes and to be taken only by him. He lives for that, for strong women to call themselves dirty little girls. So why should little Holly Patton be any different? He had called this meeting to get her to submit to his plan of shutting down her ridiculous price war. He might as well see just how many ways he can get her to submit.

Jason places two large, tan hands on the table, leaning over Holly. “Is something the matter Holly?"

Holly is dripping at this point. She needs to do something for relief. “No, Jason,” she replies shortly.

“Oh really? You were awfully quiet,” he teases.

“I just,” Holly breathes out “really didn’t know how dominant you were in the boardroom, Jason.”

“You didn’t? Well, let me show you,” Jason crosses the table and pulls Holly up by her long hair. “And it’s Mr. Yates,” he whispers and gives her a searing kiss on her pouty lips.

Holly is surprised, but kisses him back with as much heat has his. Their tongues battle for a minute, and he wins when he gives her ass a sharp “smack”, causing Holly to moan.

“You like that, you little bitch?” Jason growls into her ear, and all Holly could do is moan in pleasure.

Jason uses his hands to feel the young woman up and down, touching every curve. He turns her around and bends her over the table. He lifts up her skirt to reveal her perfect ass. He notices that she isn’t wearing underwear and smirks to himself. Maybe she had this in mind all along, he muses to himself. His rough hands caress her skin before laying wet smacks onto it: One, two, three.

Holly screams out her pleasure before being flipped over again so that she is now sitting on the table. She wraps her shapely legs around Jason’s waist and pulls him towards her. She can feel his clothed erection on her bare womanhood, and moans at what's to come.

They continue to kiss passionately as Holly’s nimble hands take off of Jason’s jacket and unbutton his shirt so she can feel the tanned muscles that are understand the jacket. They tense and relax under her touch.

Jason quickly rips open Holly’s blouse as buttons fly all around the room. He doesn’t care. All that matters to him is getting to the milky flesh that is her chest. He buries his face into her cleavage, furiously licking, biting and sucking on both nipples and breasts until he can see small red marks.

Holly’s hand unbuckles Jason’s belt and pulls down his pants. Through the thin fabric of his boxers, Holly can feel just how long and hard Jason is as she strokes his manhood, earning a moan from Jason.

Finally, Jason can’t stand the teasing anymore; he needs her now. Bunching up Holly’s skirt more and pulling down his boxers, he rubs his long, hard, cock in her dripping pussy.

“Do you want me?” Jason’s husky voice whispers in Holly’s ear.

“Yes,” she moans out, and that’s all Jason needs to hear before slamming into Holly’s tight pussy, causing both of them to moan. Jason’s cock is so long and so hard that Holly can feel every inch of him inside her. Pumping in and out of her with such focus and speed that she doesn’t know what to do but to wrap her legs tightly around him, pulling him in deeper.

Jason keeps panting, his thrusts becoming sloppier and manic. He knows he’s not going to last much longer, but has to make sure she comes with him. He leans over and bites Holly’s neck, hard, as he continues to thrust in and out of her at rapid speed. Holly cries out in her orgasm, giving Jason the sign to pull out and spray his seed all over her tits.

CHAPTER 2

The two rivals take a moment to catch their breaths. Their heavy panting is the only sound in the room. Eventually, Jason stands and pulls up his boxers and pants, buckles his belt, and walks over to the other end of the table and grabs a box of tissues. He circles the other side of the table and sits next to Holly. He hands her the tissues and she takes him, cleaning her chest off and trying to re-button herself up. Holly is surprised by how Jason is acting after sex; he seems calmer, less like the angry man who dragged her to the table to fuck her sideways. What’s he playing at?

A few minutes of silence pass before Jason speaks. “I know you’re losing money too.”

“What?”

“Your company. This little price war you have going on. I know you’re losing money too,” Jason continues, his voice lowered to its normal tone.

“How- “

“I got a few guys on the inside,” he tells her. He takes her hand in his, surprising them both. “You’re a smart woman, Holly. You’d have to be to become a female CEO at twenty-six. But think about it: Are you willing to risk losing your company, your life’s work, for a chance to knock out the competition?”

Holly just smiles.

Jason takes his free hand and holds Holly’s cheek, so she has to look at her. “Please, there’s must be something. Anything.”

“What?”

“Don’t play coy with me. There must be something, some kind of deal I can make that will to end this standoff. What can I do to call off your pricing structure?”

“You want to make a deal with me? I thought we were rivals.”

“I’m willing to do whatever it takes to end this war and go back to making money. And I’m sure you want that too.”

“I do like to make money,” Holly smirks.

“Then tell me what you want.”

“Hmmmm….anything I want,” she asks, pulling away from Jason.

“For God shakes yes, Holly. Whatever you say.”

“Anything I want,” she repeats, tapping on her chin. She cocks her head to the side, thinking. A very amused smile spreads across her face. “What could I possibly make you do?”

Jason groans in annoyance. “Come on, Holly. I have a lot of meetings I have to get through, so give me a break. What the hell do you want?”