Alpha Jaxon Wood

Sara walked through her office door obviously flustered. Running on autopilot she took her rain coat off and hung it on the coat rack. Her assistant Mel walked in right behind her as she sat down behind her desk. “ Sara are you ok?” Mel asked her. Sara looked at Mel, “ yeah…yes…I’m fine.” But Sara didn’t feel fine. She felt hot….really hot. She had just had the most sexually charged encounter in the elevator and she needed to be in the boardroom in 5 minutes. Sara needed to get her head cleared but every time she closed her eyes she saw his.

20 minutes earlier:

“Shit shit shit! I’m going to be late and of course on the day we have a legal meeting with a new company. Way to make a good first impression Sara!” I couldn’t help but scold myself. Why was it that on some days it seemed like the universe was against me no matter how hard I try? There had been an accident on the highway. I had gotten off to use the side streets only to be met with traffic that was even slower. “Shit!”

Finally I made it to the parking garage. The place was packed. Eventually I found a parking spot on the 6th floor and wouldn’t you know it, the elevator was out of order. “Shit shit shit!”

I started down the parking garage stairs. The clicking of my heels on the cement stairs echoed around me, like the ticking of a clock. “Just another thing to remind me of my lateness.” I thought to myself. I couldn’t help but grumble thinking about the climb I would be doing back up later to head home. I’m not super athletic. I definitely don’t run and while I like walks in the park, a six story climb was not what I wanted to do after a long day of meetings and in 5 inch heels no less.

I made it to the sky bridge and ran, quite skillfully I might add, to the entrance of the building. People were just stepping off the elevator and I could see that it was going to be going back up instead of continuing down. “Finally!” I huff under my breath, “something’s going my way”.

I stepped onto the elevator and selected the 24th floor button. I was surprisingly alone in the elevator. The doors were almost closed when a large hand stopped them. When the doors opened the most beautiful man (if you can call a man beautiful) stepped into the elevator. He was dressed in a tailored navy blue suit that fit his muscular frame to absolute perfection. It was paired with a white collared shirt and navy blue tie. He was wearing brown oxfords and I could only imagine he had a belt that matched. His black hair was cut short and faded on the sides. He kept it long on top and slicked back in the most delicious way. He had a 5 o clock shadow that exuded a roughness that caused an ache in my lower abdomen. The man oozed confidence and sexuality.

We locked eyes the moment the doors had opened and he stepped in. I couldn’t tell if I was still breathing hard from my workout to get in the building or if it was from this man in front of me. All I knew was suddenly the metal box felt too small. This sexy as hell stranger with the dark brown eyes hadn’t stopped looking at me. He hadn’t even pushed a button!

“Umm…you haven’t pushed your button.” I finally said. “Unless you're getting off with me.” He smirked at me then and before I knew it he had me up against the wall behind me. His arms on each side of me boxing me in. I could feel the heat from his body as he leaned in. “I would love nothing more than to get off with you.” He said, still smirking.

I had placed my hands up on his chest when he had moved into me and I could feel his hard muscles under my palms. “Damn!” I thought to myself.

I couldn’t believe what was happening and what I just heard. My body was working against me. My brain said to get away but I couldn’t get my arms to push him off. Instead I found myself gripping his biceps…his thick, rock hard, muscled arms and just stared into his eyes. “Ummm excuse me?” I managed to whisper out. “I…I don’t think this is appropriate.”

This beautiful man leaned in and smelled me. He fucking smelled me and wasn’t shy about it. The act alone made my nipples harden and cheeks burn. “Damn you smell good enough to eat” he whispered into my ear. I felt the hot breath on my neck and it caused every hair on my body to stand on end.

He drug his nose from the crook of my neck to just behind my ear and started nibbling on the lobe. My brain was a jumbled mess. I didn’t even know this man. He hadn’t even bothered to introduce himself let alone ask for my name. “I have got to be dreaming!” I thought to myself. “Yes that’s it. This is all a dream. A sexy dream.”

The man had moved so he could look me in the eye. His pupils were so dilated you could barely see any of his velvet brown irises. “Oh kitten.” He said breathlessly, “You have no idea what kind of trouble you are in.”

I knew though. I knew damn it. I knew I was in trouble for sure. This man was unlike most men. He was the kind of man my momma had always warned me against. He was all wrong for me and I knew it. Suddenly the ding of the elevator reaching my floor brought me out of whatever spell he had me under. I ducked under his arm and headed for the now opening door.

I heard what sounded like a low growl behind me as I stepped out. “You can run kitten but you can’t hide.” He said. I turned around to look at him and just as the doors started to close he smirked at me. “Mate” he whispered just as the door closed.

Yup….I was in deep shit for sure!