Maya stared at their agreed spot to meet after work disappointed. Jasmine's office was empty and even though she knew she was a little late, she was still angry.
It was just 6:10, they should have at least waited for a little. They of all people knew she didn't have a ride home she thought.
"Hey." A familiar voice casually greeted behind her.
She turned, it was Alex. As usual, he was giving off his innocent shy boy goofy grin as Maya internally resisted the urge to ruffle his Raven black hair. His beautiful green eyes and nerdy glasses all add to his charm.
The grin on his face disappeared as he scratched the back of his hair nervously.
"Wrong Timing?" He asked, noticing how upset she looked.
She nodded her anger slowly dissipating. Being angry in front of him felt weird, it was more like being angry in front of a puppy. He was that cute.
"The girls ditched me. I was just some minutes late but....."
He looked at her, confusion marring his adorable face.
"But you sent them a message a few minutes ago telling them not to worry and that they can leave without you since you will be running a bit late." He murmured frowning a little.
"I didn't send such...." She halted mid-sentence, realization dawning on her.
Xavier took her phone before they had entered the room for the meeting. In his words, it was to avoid "unimportant bugging" and he must have conveniently made use of it.
The thought of why he had done such a thing, was an exhausting task she didn't want to venture into. When has he ever needed a reason to mess with her life? She thought the guy was just plain bipolar.
"The bastard." She whispered angrily.
Then smiling sweetly at Alex, she apologized for her foul language.
"Please wait for some minutes, I need a ride back home but I need to take my stuff from a nasty person." She said and without waiting for his reply, she rushed for the elevator to get her phone.
Xavier stared at Maya from the dimly little corner where he was sitting Amused while enjoying the front-row view of the show she wasn't even aware she was giving.
She tiptoed, closing the door behind her carefully. Tipping further to the table, she opened every file and document hastily while sparing glances at the door.
He smirked, she was certainly not going to find her phone he thought.
Realizing the phone was not on the table and her efforts were futile she groaned exasperatedly, mistakenly knocking some files off the table, as the stacked paperwork of one of the contracts Xavier had just finalized went flying in different directions.
He almost chuckled as she stomped her feet on the floor childishly and then remembering she was supposed to be quiet she hit her head twice with her palm punishing herself. Then groaning in defeat and rolling her eyes, she bent down to get the paper.
Her ass up In the air was his undoing.
"What are you doing?" He asked, his voice sounding a bit huskier than normal.
Her eyes darted to the chair where he was sitting on leisurely watching her, and then her cheeks reddened as the realization that he has been watching her all this time while she made a complete fool out of herself sank in.
She stood up so fast, straightening and rightening her dress. She swallowed hard not noticing the large bulge he was trying to hide by sitting down, his erection evidence of how much she affected him.
The thought that she could seduce him without even wanting to was one of the reasons he was drawn to her. It heightened his need for her and he was intrigued and drawn to how effortlessly she made him want her.
Then clearing her throat, she turned towards him, her head held high ignoring the amused look on his face as he noticed how formal she was trying to look even after being caught sneaking around.
"Sir I need my phone back." She demanded.
"No." He simply replied, the amused smile on his face widening.
"No?" She asked, her eyes narrowed in frustration and maybe a week ago in disbelief but now, nothing shocks her anymore when it concerns her boss.
She has already come up with her theory, he messes with innocent people like herself for his sick excitement and entertainment.
Xavier rolled his eyes as he watch her narrow her eyes at him, he knew she thought that made her look scary but it just made her look so very cute. A fact he would keep to himself because he was not sure it was a piece of information she will gladly welcome.
Besides, what he was about to do next will upset her so there was no need to add to her annoyance.
He was not planning on handing her phone back to her, the number of male contact on her phone when he went through it was disturbing. Besides, only God knew what she and Tyler had discussed and if he had taken her number he thought.
~ Remembering them together made him mad, her laughter while with him rings in his head, upsetting him so much than he was comfortable admitting.
~But now, she was with him, in his office, at his Mercy, she was his, he thought walking towards her with a hunger for her he couldn't explain.
Seeing the unmistakable lust in his eyes, she took a step back, and as he advanced she took another.
He stopped and then bringing out her phone from his pocket, he let it fall. She gasped, her eyes wide open in shock, and then angrily he stomped on it. Repeatedly, over and over again until he was sure the phone was ruined.
Her eyes didn't leave his throughout his mad rampage on her poor phone as she couldn't help but think he needed help urgently.
"What the fuck?" She managed to whisper since his action had temporarily taken her voice away.
The need rising inside of him was inhuman, stronger than usual, egged on by how hot and sexy she looked when she cursed.
He grabbed her, pinning her on top of his desk with him looming over her. She looks at him alarmed.
"What are you doing?" She managed to whisper, her eyes on his.
He put his hand under her gown, trailing his hand down slowly. She wanted to push him off but couldn't, he was not even holding her tight but she didn't want to.
Her breath hitched as his hand brushed against her fabric-covered core. Then he hooked his hand on her cotton pant and slowly dragged them down still not losing eye contact with her.
Her eyes were already hooded with lust.
"This isn't right." She whispered.
"mmm...." He nodded, noticing how creamy and wet her pant was.
"But why does it feel so right?" He asked.
Her eyes darted frantically at the door scared that someone might walk in. His eyes caught the little movement.
It was past closing time but some staffs were still around. Some tidying up unfinished workloads and the possibility of someone walking in on them wasn't absent but he wanted her too much to care. He had craved for this particular moment with her, to be able to touch her ever since she had cursed on her first day at work in front of him, dropping her bag, her eyes wide in disbelief.
He ground his erection against her, she groaned not believing her desire was overpowering her.
"I have a boyfriend." She lied as he placed her on top of his desk spreading her legs wide to see her glistening shaven core.
The thought of his Maya with someone else made him mad, just visualizing him kissing her or touching her fueled his anger but the desire he felt for her was much more overwhelming.
"Then I will brand you..." He whispered.
"I will make sure you forget all his touches on you." He promised his hand trailing her navel. She sighed writhing beneath him.
"Sir I'm taken." She managed to whisper as he expertly turned her, unzipping her gown and allowing it to pool on her legs.
He stared at her as she stepped out of the gown, his eyes on her exposed curves. The ones he had burned into the memory that haunted him.
"That isn't a problem because you would break up with him and never see him again else I will make him disappear." He threatened.
She shivered.
Then he made her sit on the desk with one of her legs on his shoulder, he grabbed her ass and pull her pussy against his face. She squirmed as he licked her juices savoring her taste.
She moaned uncontrollably, her hands gripping his hair, so damn responsive as always he thought appreciatively.
Gliding one finger into her, he swirls his tongue around her clit then stroke it hard.
"Xavier...." She moans.
His name sounded so good rolling from her mouth as she screamed in reckless abandon. She shifts her hips to give him better access, he added another finger. He ran his tongue in the moist area between her cunt and clit, then go to town on her, riding it out, licking her juices clean while she grabs his hair screaming and writhing.
He loves the way she tastes, the way she moves, the way she smells, the way she looks at him. He loves how he could control her body even though he could sense she was holding back mentally and was refusing to be involved with him, but she was failing physically as she was damn sensitive to his touch.
Parting her lips to reveal her swollen clit, he nuzzle it with his nose breathing her in, as she watched him lustfully.
Her eyes were dazed, her mouth slightly parted. He smiled wickedly then his tongue flickered out to tease her clit. She gasps, he stroke her clit hard, she groans and Leans into him.
"Xavier...." She moans again. It was a warning, she was about to come. He withdrew his tongue from her almost laughing at how frustrated she looked.
"That's how you have been making me feel since you came into this office, strutting in here with your tight skirt, tempting me while I sit here with a painful erection, tired and frustrated of pretending that I don't want you so much. That's how I felt when you had to enter into that meeting room with me, making every man there speechless and lusting after you."
"But... You asked me."
He slammed his tongue inside her hard.
"Xavier...." She sighed producing a strangled cry.
"Not yet kitten." He whispered.
His teeth grazed her clit then his tongue swoop in again to circle and stroke. And he licked it again and again. She moaned shaking.
He sighed giving in to her desire.
"On the count of three... One..."
He licked, he grazed. She arch Frozen in an attempt to control her orgasm, with his tongue circling her clit, his hand holding her tightly so that she couldn't move, she was in hell.
She was gasping and trembling, struggling to control herself. He loved the control over her as he relished it.
He flicked his tongue faster, the trickling sensation pushing her closer and closer.
"2...." He whispers.
His tongue darts inside her again, lapping up her juices, then moves to her aching clit. At the first stroke of his evil tongue she threw her head back in pleasure, she grips the edges of the table and bit on her tongue to stop her orgasm. She was willing to beg him at this point no matter how humiliating it might be.
"Come for me Maya." He finally whispered, noticing she was about breaking, kissing her hard.
"Xavier." She shouted in a wantonly humiliating way, as she held him tightly. Her voice was hoarse and nothing even mattered at that point, not even the thought that they might be overhead as desire overwhelmed her senses.
That was intense Maya thought, and at this point, if he could make her feel all this then working with him without being under him won't be hard... It will be impossible.