Bring me to life (The golden collection) (5 page)

             
Plus, having an in house photographer would save a lot of money. Veronica Hart was at the moment one of my famous clients she was the money maker. Shame she was as bright as a dim less light bulb. She was hot though and sex sold!

             
I picked up Miss Dawson’s CV. It was actually very impressive with respect to all the other applicants. Just on this she had the job. She didn't need a 2.5 million price tag. The phone rang. "Yeah" I answered.

             
"Mr Thomas" it was Hannah. "Miss Dawson is out here with me."

             
Fuck!

             
"Okay. I will be out in a second" I put down the phone. Moment of truth Maxwell. Be prepared for you have no idea what monster is sitting just outside that door!!!

             
I stepped outside my office and glanced over at the black sofa in the corner. A petite woman with long blonde hair was fidgeting in her seat and staring back at me. I breathed a sigh of relief. One head!! And not a mutant. Thank fuck for that. "Miss Dawson, thanks for coming in" She gave a breathtaking smile and rose up. "Hannah, have you finished everything?"

             
She looked up from her computer. "Um mm . . .  I think so." She started looking around her desk as if something was going to jump up and hit her.

             
"You can go. I just need to speak to Miss Dawson and it shouldn't take very long". Within a second Hannah had her bag, coat and was gone.  My attention turned back to Miss Dawson. "Ready when you are." She entered my office. Her black pencil skirt hit the curves of her arse perfectly and her long legs were in luring.

             
I shook my head.

             
Concentrate Maxwell!!

             
I made my entrance and she was standing in the middle of the room looking around. She looked nervous and distracted.

             
"Drink?"

             
"Yes please" she said with relief. She looked around the office again. "This is really impressive".

             
I nodded and headed over to the drinks cabinet. "G and T?" From her smile I knew it was a yes. "Take a seat on the sofa. I don't like sitting at the desk makes it all too formal." I poured two drinks, headed over and sat down besides her. She smelt amazing. "Here!" I passed her the drink. She looked at it, raised it to her mouth and took a sip. I watched as she wiped a drop from the side of her mouth and licked her finger.  How would those lips feel on me?

             
Fucking hell!!!              

             
This woman was worth much more than 2.5 million. This woman was priceless. Miss Dawson was the ultimate trophy girlfriend. She was what I needed. I could feel myself getting hot and blood flowing in places it shouldn't.

             
Just get on with it you prick! 
I decided to take my subconscious advice.

             
"I read your CV that was more impressive than my office." She blushed and looked away. "No seriously, you have a diploma in English literature and business management. How did you find time to cram in all in?"

             
She shrugged and brushed some of her silky hair away from her face. "I just got on with it. No point dwelling on stuff and I didn't have much of a social life. In spite of what my father says."

             
I took a large gulp of my drink. Just hearing her talk made me what to bang her right here and now. I sat back on the sofa and with my free hand flopping over the back. I wanted to take her in. "What about admin skills, Miss Dawson?" I could slowly see her relaxing before me.

             
She tilted her head to the side. "Please call me George."

             
"George!" I raised an eyebrow such a masculine name for such a perfect beautiful woman. "Okay" I shrugged. "What about admin stuff, Geoorgggee" I couldn't say it. She was a woman not a man!

             
"Call me Georgina then" she giggled.

             
Whew for that!!! "Georgina, what about admin skills?" I asked mocking her slightly.

             
"My father has a car sales business" She crossed her legs and faced me. "I would work there during the summer holidays. I answered phones, did filing, emails, letters and I took notes during his meetings. I also worked at the Grand Café while I was at Uni. So I have experience with people too."

             
I hadn't taken any of it in. I was too busy glancing down at her blouse for a petite girl she had impressive breasts.

             
She noticed and followed my eye level. "I haven't had a boob job?"

             
Uh! I realized what she was referring to and felt embarrassed. She was still smiling when I looked at her face.

             
"Busted!" I laughed and she laughed too. "Miss Dawson......" I murmured. I was finally taking in her beauty. My heart was racing and I had no idea what else to say. She had got to me. No one had got to me in years.

             
Play it cool, Maxwell.

             
"Please Georgina" she said breathlessly and placed a hand on my knee. It took me by surprised. Our eyes locked. She looked down at my mouth and then back to my eyes. "I don't normally do this."

             
"Do what?" before she could reply my lips were on hers.

             
I pulled her over and placed her on my lap. My hands were firmly on her arse and her lips never left mine. She tasted too good. She ran her hands through my hair, then they were slowly creeping down my arms and then up my chest. She pulled away breathless. "Fuck me!" and that was it I was rock hard.

             
I slapped her arse.

             
She knelt up. I reached down and undid  my zip. My manhood was out and standing to attention. I pulled her skirt up and felt the soft skin of her inside thighs. This was mind blowing. I had never done this before with anyone. There was something about this woman I couldn't explain. She had turned me into an animal.

             
I pulled her silk knickers to the side and she lowered slowly. The groaning she made as I filled her up was out of this world. Gently she began to move up and down. Her fingers were in my hair again. Her hips began to sway and I got lost in her rhythm. I could feel the heat between us. I wanted it slow. I wanted to remember this moment.

             
Her head tilted back and I grabbed her breast. Perfect size for my hand.  All of a sudden she lost control; Moving faster up and down. She moved towards me and rested her head on my shoulders. Her groans and moans were like gold droplets to my ears. I felt the tightening of her as she was coming.

             
"Give it to me" I groaned in response. I grabbed her hair and pulled her head back. Then I was out of control. Pushing myself deeper and deeper into her. "Yes!" I moaned through gritted teeth. She fell apart around me and with one last force I came to.

             
She clasped on me and I could feel her heartbeat racing. We both were breathing heavily and in sync. I looked down at her. She was too beautiful. She looked at me and blushed.

             
Then within a second something changed inside her. Her eyes widen and the colour drained from her face. She jumped up and turned away. Had I done something wrong? I did up my trousers and went in search of my cigarettes. I sat down at my desk, got out a cigarette and lit it. I looked up and she was staring at me. Our eyes locked again. She shook her head and turned back around.

             
"Hey"

             
She didn't speak. She turned around walking over to the sofa. She grabbed her bag and coat.

             
"You aren't going to say your welcome?"

             
Still no answer.

             
I took a deep breath. Was it that bad? "You should receive a phone call by Monday" I added. She nodded in response and was gone.

             
Rejection slapped me hard in the face. I rested my head back on my chair and carried on smoking the cigarette. Why did I want her to thank me? I should of been thanking her. That was the first time I had fucked a woman in over two months.

             
Dickhead!!!

             
I must of sounded like a right wet fucker.

             
I closed my eyes and the thought of her going back to see this so called bastard boyfriend  angered me. I had only just met her. Why was I feeling like this? Had no sex for 2 months turned me into a woman??

             
Shut up!!

             
I had to see her again. That I knew for certain.

             
How?

             
She wasn't just going to walk into my office again after what happened. I could give her the job. Then again... Would she accept?? I opened my eyes and sat up. I had it!!! I had the answer all the time. I reached for the ashtray and stumped the cigarette out.

             
I grabbed my phone, pulled the card out of my desk and dialled the number.

             
"Good afternoon, Mrs Waterman is speaking."

             
"Its Maxwell Thomas."

             
"Oh Mr Thomas, what a delight to hear from you so soon" she paused. "I gather your calling in response to my business deal?"

             
"I am." Shame the details were going to change and all to benefit me. "I just want to tweet it a little."

             
"Really?" she sounded off key.

             
"Yes. . . I have spoken to Georgina and I really don't want to seduce her. She seems a very intelligent and warm person. There is no way I could degrade her in that manner."

             
"Oh I see" she sounded mad. "She's affected you as well then!!"

             
"Not at all. Here's my offer. I hire Georgina and Blake like you suggested. I send Blake everywhere with Veronica. Every time he is away I will spend time with Georgina. Then maybe, I don't know someone close to Blake could plant ideas in his head."

             
"You want me to mess with my own son's head?" she snapped.

             
"Yes and when he comes to have it out with me I won't deny anything" There was a massive pause. She was thinking about my suggestion. "What's your answer? Do you want my help or not? This is the only chance I am going to give you."

             
"It's a deal"

             
I smirked, oh yes I was good at what I did. "Great!! I will see my solicitor and get him to write up a contract. I'm going to have to say your a silent partner.

             
We wouldn't want any of this getting out. It would have a devastating effect on both of us." I was still smirking.

             
"If needs must" she replied. "Oh Mr Thomas. I am having a gathering at my house tomorrow. Please come. You could come with Veronica?"

             
"Why not?" I could offer Georgina the job tomorrow. "It was good doing business with you Mrs Waterman. Talk soon" and I hung up.

             
I could of easily started dancing around my desk. If Georgina did refuse the job at least Shit head would be far away and I could convince her. This had to work!!! Please let this work!!! Also, 2.5 million for hiring a Mummy's boy well that was an added bonus. NO!! WAIT!! Georgina Dawson was the bonus and I craved her more than anything.

*  *  *

             
I got back from LA last night and was heading into my office. A few potential clients and contracts were in process.

             
Finger crossed. Things were actually looking up and to top it all Georgina had accepted my apology and took up my job offer. The lift opened and I was on my floor.

             
"Afternoon Girls" I greeted them. Georgina looked up with her  beautiful smile. I had been dying to see that since I had seen her last. She was drunk at the party, chatting, flirting and I finally got to meet the real her. She even bummed a cigarette from me. The whole time Blake was watching and taking in the situation. It made my evening. I strolled into my office and sat my desk. Hannah followed behind.

             
"Mr Thomas a few . . . "

             
I held my hand up to shut her up. "I need to make a phone call before I hear anything." She nodded and walked out closing the door behind her. It was time to phone the prick. I really didn't want to give him a job. "My girl" his voice kept playing on my mind.
Rich cunt!!
Shame his poor old mother had more money than sense.