Eva was annoyed at yet another late night in the office. She never expected an assistant job to require her to work so many hours and she was especially agitated given it was Friday night. She had plans to meet with Jade at a bar that was a popular munch spot and Eva was glad that she brought her outfit for the evening with her.
She had just returned to her desk after changing and was bent at her hips, lacing up her thigh-high leather stiletto boots when Caleb walked out of his office and immediately choked at sight of her from behind. He pulled his bottom lip between his teeth as he scanned over the rest of Eva’s outfit. With the boots, she wore a short dress that hugged her curves and it was clear she wasn’t wearing any panties.
After securing the last tie on her boot, Eva was still bent over to meet the mirror on her desk at eye-level as she applied a dark purple matte to her full lips. While admiring her reflection, she noticed Caleb behind her with almost a primal look in his eyes as he stared at her.
Without changing her position, Eva asked, “Is there something I can help you with, Mr. Peterson?”
Caleb cleared his throat when she broke him from his trance, but couldn’t seem to avert his gaze. “What you’re wearing is not appropriate for work...”
“Neither is fucking one — no wait — several of your employees in your office,” she countered, still looking in the mirror as she used her finger to clean the excess lipstick from the edges of her lips. “And it’s 8:30PM on a Friday night. I’m obviously not wearing this for work. You’ve kept me here late again and I’m going straight to the bar to meet with my friend.”
“You’ve got a fucking mouth on you,” Caleb spat.
Eva stood straight up, smoothed out her dress, and turned to look him in the eyes. “Now that I do have,” she sneered before making her way toward the elevator. “I’ve finished my work for the night. Everything is lined up for your morning departure. I’ve sent backup copies of your briefing binders to your emails, and the associates at the office in LA are all aware of your food and drink preferences so you’ll be well taken care of.”
Caleb simply glared at Eva as she walked away after listing off what was done. He didn’t want to fire her because she was damn good at her job, but she also pissed him off — he hated her consistent indifference toward him outside of her work duties. And he still hadn’t forgotten the way she had the audacity to reject his advances, very much to his surprise.
Before he knew it, Caleb was following behind her and just before Eva reached the elevator door, he pulled her into one of the small meeting rooms in the office.
“Mr. Peterson, the fuck is wrong with you?!” she snapped.
"You are what’s wrong with me,” he snarled as he caged her against the wall between his arms. “You piss me off and you don’t know your place.”
Eva’s brows raised and she let out an entertained chuckle. “Don’t know my place, you say? I know exactly where the fuck I belong and there isn’t shit you can do about it.”
“Do not fucking test me,” Caleb asserted with a low growl as he wrapped his hand around her throat.
Eva immediately kicked him in the groin and he fell to his knees holding himself. She looked down at him with a smirk on her face and began to circle Caleb — the only sounds in the room being his groans of pain and the clicking of her heels.
“You see... This is where I belong.” She stopped when she was in front of him again. “Above you.”
Eva leaned against the wall behind her for balance and put her foot under Caleb’s chin to lift his head so he could look up at her as he still held himself with his face twisted from the pain. Something about being in that position — staring up at her as she seemed to be examining him with disgust — caused blood to rush to his member.
She put her foot back on the floor and Caleb’s eyes drifted down from her face, to her form, to finally latching on to the thigh-high boots she was wearing. He jumped at the loud sound when she suddenly stomped.
“Sit up straight,” she commanded and Caleb did so willingly, sitting back on his heels with his back straight as he looked up again to meet her devilish gaze.
“Ah,” she purred. “So the pet can listen.”
He couldn’t quite understand it, but something about Eva calling him ‘pet’ only seemed to turn him on more.
“You’ve been eyeing my boots since you first saw them. You like them, don’t you?”
Caleb nodded as his gaze immediately returned to the black latex that wrapped around her legs. When Eva got off the wall to come closer to him and ran her fingers through his hair, Caleb released a groan of pleasure and his pants only tightened further.
“You should wear those boots everyday,” he said confidently. “In fact, I’m going to make it a requirement th—”
He was cut off when Eva yanked his head back by his hair and forced him to look up at her. “I will wear what I want, when I want...” She tilted her head to the side and narrowed her eyes at him. “And, while I have you here, you will not speak unless I ask you a fucking question and you will keep your hands to your-fucking-self. Now, put them at your sides!”
Although he had yet to admit it to himself, Eva had a hold over Caleb from the moment he met her. At first, he didn’t understand why she was so confident at her size and after that, he’d grown increasingly obsessed with the only person who seemed to deny him the attention that he wanted.
Now, with her standing over him and finally giving him attention in a way he didn’t expect to enjoy so much, Caleb was ready to relinquish complete control to Eva.
When Eva squat down to meet him at eye-level, Caleb’s eyes immediately drifted to try to get a peek between her legs, but she roughly grabbed his face and brought him back to up to meet her gaze. “Eyes up here,” she said sternly.
Her hand traveled down to his tie and she pulled his face closer to hers. When he tried to kiss her, she moved her head back, denying him what he wanted. “Do you want me to remove this, pet?”
“Yes,” he gulped, completely entranced by the woman before him.
Slowly, only putting Caleb more on edge, Eva loosened his tie and brought it over his head. She admired the fabric in her hands and the design of it.
“Hermès?” she questioned, already knowing that it was, before she threw it to the side. Her eyes studied Caleb’s face and she toyed with the first button of his shirt. “Do you want me to undo this, pet?”
“Y-yes,” he let out with a shaky breath.
She repeated her question each time she reached the next button until she got to the final one and the front of his shirt was open, revealing his bare torso.
“Unimpressive,” she sighed as she looked over his firm chest and abs. When she caught sight of his severely strained pants, her acrylic nail dragged its way down his torso until she met his waistband.
The anticipation was killing him, but Caleb couldn’t seem to bring himself to disobey Eva’s orders, so he kept his hands at his side and did not speak unless asked a question. It felt like forever that he was waiting for Eva to part her lips and ask him the question he was already prepared to say yes to.
“Do you want me to undo this, pe—”
“Yes!” Caleb replied urgently, cutting her off.
Eva let out a deep sigh and rolled her eyes. “I didn’t finish my question.”
Caleb’s apology was interrupted when Eva covered his mouth. “You are not to speak unless I ask you a fucking question,” she scolded. “I have something for pets like you who don’t listen... In fact, it’s right at my desk.”
Caleb gulped and a chill went down his spine at the promise behind her words.
“Tell me, pet.” She removed her hand from his mouth. “Would you like to redeem yourself?”
“Yes,” he nodded.
“Close your eyes and count to 30.”
Without question, Caleb closed his eyes and began counting. “One... two... three...”
Eva stood up with a satisfied smirk on her face, straightened her dress, and walked out of the small meeting room to continue her path to meet with Jade at the bar, leaving Caleb there alone.
A/N: Thank you for reading!
There won’t be any pet play in this book, Eva just calls Caleb that.
Also, in the next chapter, y’all will get to see a different side of Eva while the guys are on their business trip.