Chapter Five

ARIANA

Sitting next to Alexander as we discussed with our potential clients was pure torture. All I could think of was the almost-kiss that happened back in my office. In fact, my nipples were tight and rubbed painfully and sensitivity, against my shirt.

I wanted the meeting to end so bad, so I could rush back to my office and regain my composure.

It didn't help that Alexander looked as undisturbed as ever, speaking without any sign of discomfort. I mean, why would he be uncomfortable? It's not like he liked me, or was attracted to me. Je had shown me that, by teasing me and mocking me in my own office. And the most painful part was, he had proved a point.

That I was attracted to him.

Knowing Alexander, he was going to use it to his advantage. After all, women drooled after him all the fucking time, making my stomach churn badly from their very blatant gazes.

I sighed heavily, crossing my ankles as I tried to make myself comfortable in the seat. How could I even be comfortable, when his thighs grazed mine from time to time, as he demonstrated and spoke to the men sitting accross from us.

I nodded when a question was thrown at me, grunting a very short 'yes' as I tried to concentrate. There was no use, I was distracted.

"Miss Ramirez, would you like to give an input?" Alexander asked, turning to look at me. My eyebrows raised as I looked at everyone on the table. Their eyes were trained on me, eager for a response.

"No. I agree with everything you said, Mr. Christos." I answered, tucking my hair behind by ear nervously.

Damn it.

I was never like this in a meeting. Never.

How could a kiss that didn't even happen affect me in such a way?

Alexander frowned at me, then nodded, turning to his assistant Tyler, to help the men set up the projector for the presentation.

Once the lights were switched off, and the room wad plunged into semi-darkness, with only the light from the projector to rely on, I sighed in relief. At least, I had twenty to thirty minutes to regain my composure.

The man stood up...I couldn't even remember his name...and started with the presentation.

I was beginning to concentrate on what he was saying when Alexander's hand suddenly dropped on my thigh. I gasped lightly in shock, trying to process what was happening.

"What are you doing?" I asked in a very low whisper since he was sitting really close to me.

"Shh..." he whispered back, not letting go even when I tried to swat his hands away. "I don't know why, but I can't stop thinking about the kiss that almost happened, Ariana." the way he said my name made me shiver slightly. Had he really been that affected by it? Jeez...like hell was I going to believe him.

"Well, I'm glad it didn't happen. So you might as well just forget it, or pretend it never happened. Just like I have." my words were biting, even to my own ears. I couldn't understand where I had gotten such courage from, especially when what I said didn't match how I felt.

Alexander's hand on my bare thigh was messing with my insides. His hand was so warm...

"Stop talking nonsense, Ariana." he simply said, and continued looking at the man who was speaking.

"Stop..." I gasped, when he moved his hand, rubbing my inner thigh. I could feel arousal shoot straight to my pussy, making me clench and unclench the muscles around it repeatedly.

The room was suddenly becoming so hot. I lifted my hand to push his away, but stopped myself. I couldn't help it. I liked it.

"Do you still want me to stop?" he asked, as his hands snaked it's way, inside my skirt, stopping just before it reaches the point, where my thighs met my groin.

Fuck.

I licked my suddenly dry lips, not saying a word to him. I didn't want to confirm or deny it. Either one of those answers was going to prove a point to him, and I didn't want that.

Instead, I bit my bottom lip, so I couldn't moan out loud.

"I see..." I could see his lips lift slightly in a small grin as he continued his caresses. At this point, I knew I was very wet and aroused. My swollen pussy was making it difficult for me to sit still. I wanted his fingers in my so bad, and knowing his fingers were so close was driving me over the edge. I uncrossed my ankles and opened my legs wider, giving him more access and pushing my pelvis forward so he could so the needful.

"...and that would be all. Thank you very much." the man said and made his way to his seat.

Just before Alexander lifted his hands away from me, he let his on finger slip under my panties, grazing my clitoris, and then his hand was gone.

The movement elicited a moan from me, which was drowned my the applause that followed after.

Shit.

I flushed as I looked at the men, checking to see if anyone noticed anything.

"Leave the lights off, and the projector rolling." Alexander said to Tyler, getting up from his seat and walking away from me.

I knew he did that so they wouldn't see me. There was no way anyone would look at me and not see that I was up to something.

Anger suddenly filled me. He had done this to me. And now, he was discussing closely with the projector guy, totally ignoring me as if nothing happened between us.

What the hell was this?

How had we gone from business partners to this in only matter of hours?

Shame and regret was all I felt as I stood up from my seat, and stormed out of the conference room.

What had I just done?

Or rather...what had I just allowed Alexander do to me?

I heard him call after, nit I was having none of it. I needed to go to my office and wallow in shame for my stupidity.

It was as I walked into my office that I finally opened my mind to the realization of what had just happened.

I had let Alexander Christos slide his fingers over my pussy, in a conference room, during a business meeting.

What the...

Fuck...