Submitting to the Alien (A BBW Paranormal Romance) (Aislin's Alien Adventures Book 3) Read Online Free PDF

spends at the gym, if those abs really are as rippled as they appear to be.
    "Mr. Fox," I say, quickly, taking a step forward and holding out my hand. There’s no time to feel nervous now. I have to make a good impression. I need this job. "I'm Allison Byard, your new-"
    "I know who you are." He looks me up and down, taking his time. His gaze lingers over my breasts just a little too long. I feel myself start to blush, but he just smiles when I look up at him.
    "I'm sorry about the delay," I say, trying to figure out exactly what words are and how to form them with my mouth. "I was just caught off guard by the pictures. They're lovely."
    "So are you."
    My eyes go wide. Did he really just? No. No way. I'd heard that he was a charmer, but this is much too much, much too fast. How am I ever going to work with this guy if I can't stop thinking about how quivery my clitoris suddenly is or how wet my panties are? How am I going to be able to take phone calls if I'm wondering whether he shaves or whether he'd let me blow him?
    "It's just a compliment, Miss Byard. Don't look so shocked. You're a beautiful woman. I'm sure you know this."
    I try not to freak out at how nonchalant he is about the entire thing. Maybe I am beautiful. I don't really know. I mean, I know, but it's been too long since someone else knew...sigh.
    "Thank you, Mr. Fox."
    "Shall we?" He steps back and opens the door to his office, extending his arm in invitation. I nod quickly and hurry into the room, practically collapsing into one of the chairs in front of his desk. It's all I can do to keep from going nuts.
    I try to focus on my breathing as he moves around, making himself comfortable.
    “Drink?” He asks from behind a small bar in the corner. He looks like he’s pouring some very expensive, very delicious, very amazing scotch.
    Suddenly, I’m completely parched, but I don’t want to make a bad impression on my first day.
    “No, thank you,” I say, but he obviously doesn’t believe me because he walks over two identical beverages and takes a seat, handing me one.
    “I hate drinking alone,” he says with a wink as he takes a seat on the edge of his desk.
    Deciding it would be rude to decline, I gingerly sip my drink, trying to avoid staring at his dick. He’s not exactly making it easy for me, though. Not at all. His bulge is only about two feet from my face. I could lean forward right now and just…
    “Stare any harder at it and it’s going to jump in your mouth.”
    “What?”
    Oh shit.
    Oh shit. Oh shit oh shit oh shit.
    Trevor laughs as I blush about twelve shades of crimson. I can’t believe I was staring at his crotch so obviously…or that he caught me.
    “It’s okay,” he begins.
    “I am so sorry , Mr. Fox,” I interrupt, standing up and starting to pace. “I’m not normally like this. I’m just so nervous. I’m sorry. It will never happen again.” I down the rest of my drink, letting the scotch burn its way down my throat.
    “Allison, calm down and take a seat.”
    I nod and do as he tells me to, making sure to stare at his eyes this time. His eyes.
    “Now, from what I hear, you were amazing at all of your interviews.”
    “Thank you, Mr. Fox.”
    “Do you have a lot of secretarial experience?”
    “Not a lot,” I say hesitantly, deciding that it really is best not to lie. Chances are that he’d figure it out pretty quickly if I did.  “But I’m a fast learner and I know I’ll do a great job, Mr. Fox. I type 100 words per minute and I’m great with computers. I also spent a summer working at a bookstore, so I’m great with spreadsheets and business transactions.”
    He waves his hand.
    “Don’t worry about any of that. We have accountants for that sort of thing, Allison. What I need is a personal assistant. I already have a secretary. You’ve met Gina.” He rolls his eyes. “She’s awful, but she’s my cousin, and I gave her the job as a favor to my uncle. You understand.”
    I nod.
    “Your job,” he