Chapter 33 Don't Take Anything
By Alejandro
I can't resist the temptation when I look at her.
We're pretty close and I can't stop staring at her mouth.
I pull her towards me, my hands roaming her body, I don't know what's happening to me, I can't control my moans, I'm already at a thousand, I'm incredibly excited, I reach under her skirt, it's as if she knows her legs drive me crazy and she wears those miniskirts that make me want to take them off.
I kiss her with a terrible desire.
"Valeria, please, I want you."
I feel her chest heaving, my hands can't let go.
She starts returning each kiss and caress.
I reach under her thong and find her wetness.
Now she's the one clinging to me, moving her hips in sync with my hands.
I've got her completely.
I sit her on my desk and take off her thong, which I put in my pocket.
Now it's her moans, getting louder and louder, that fill the room.
I kiss and caress her until she's as crazy for me as I am for her.
She's close to her orgasm, I can feel it, and I'm desperate, I pull down my pants and enter her without thinking twice.
My God, I'm trembling, I can't control my body.
She trembles in my arms too.
I feel her climax and I follow instantly, cursing myself for not holding out longer.
But she burned me up completely.
It all happened so fast and I cursed internally for it.
Without pulling out, I kept kissing her and my member must have understood my signal, because it recovered instantly.
I kept moving inside her, kissing her with frenzy, and I feel Valeria on the verge of ecstasy again.
I caress her legs and get desperate again.
Valeria has another orgasm and I have to release too.
She's pure fire, she ignites me like no one ever has.
She's so sensual, so exciting, she drives me crazy.
Seconds before my release, I bring a finger to her ass, I've been dying to do this since I saw her, actually I want to enter her ass, but right now I'm about to come in her vagina, as I slip my finger into her ass, I feel her startle and look at me, but she adjusts without saying anything, I lose my mind, I bite her mouth, her earlobe, and her neck, my mouth savoring whatever of her it can reach... and I reach an orgasm I've never felt in my life.
A different sensation ran through my whole body.
I didn't want to let her go.
I hugged her tight, wanting to stay connected to her forever. Am I crazy?
When I pulled out, I realized I didn't use protection.
She saw my bare penis and felt my semen running down her legs.
She looked at me terrified.
She went to my office bathroom to clean up.
She came out and just stared at me, not knowing what to say.
I cleaned myself up too.
"Ale... I..."
She was embarrassed.
It wasn't enough for me, and we did it again standing in my office, and I didn't use protection again.
"Give me my thong, please..."
"I want to keep it."
"I need to go buy something."
"What?"
"The morning-after pill."
"Don't take anything."
"Are you crazy? I'm an idiot for not being able to resist you, but not using protection is terrible, I'm in my fertile days."
"We just had sex and you should be waiting, eager, for me to tell you how beautiful you are and how much you turn me on, and instead of thinking about us, you want to run out."
"Ale... what we did was wrong, I'm your secretary and tomorrow or the day after you'll have another one in this same place or in your bed, I don't expect anything from you, but I also don't want to have a child with you."
"And who the hell do you want to have a child with?"
"Right now, no one, but you're my boss, you're not my boyfriend or my partner to have a child with."
I know she's right in everything she says, but I really want to be her man and for her to want me to be her boyfriend or partner, yet she says she doesn't expect anything from me.
She's contradictory, because she doesn't sleep with other men and she's pure fire, she should be asking me to be only hers.
Her indifference enrages me.
I want to take her to my apartment and keep doing it until sleep overcomes us and our legs tremble from the exhaustion of making love a thousand times.
I hadn't had sex for several days and what just happened came up spontaneously...
And now she just wants to take that damn pill.
My thoughts aren't reasonable.
"Let's go to my apartment and we'll buy that damn pill on the way."
"Ale... first give me my thong, what we did was wrong, you're going to replace me with someone else, maybe even tonight, and that... will hurt me and if I go to your place now, instead of tonight, you'll replace me tomorrow with someone else and I swear I don't want to become a pathetic woman waiting for any scraps from you."
She's right, maybe I'm waiting for her to be more submissive and then not admire her.
My mind is a mess.
I desire her too much.
I want to have her crying for me.
Any other woman would run to my apartment at the possibility of having my child and think first about the money I have, but she doesn't. She has ideals. She wants her child, when she has one, to be born from a loving relationship, which is not exactly the type of relationship I want with her.
I want her devoted to me, in love...
In love?
Yes, not just her idiot ex-boyfriend can have her love, I want it too.
Even if I might treat her the same way he did, she would be my main girl, but I'd entertain myself outside many times.
However, I'd have her in my bed every night, falling asleep with her scent.
Am I crazy?
I'm thinking I want her love and then that I want to sleep with her every night...
If I'm thinking this after a quickie, after a whole night in my bed, I'll beg her to marry me.
I'm scared of my thoughts, but I can't stop reasoning.
"I'd love to be the man of your life."
I don't know why I say that, when I know she's right... I wouldn't be exclusive and she'd end up crying, though I swear I don't intend to make her suffer.
"I'm consumed by my desire for you, I can't control myself, I'm desperate for you."
Do I want to make her fall in love with me at any cost?
"Ale... give me my panties, I need to go to the pharmacy."
"No, if you want to go, go, but the panties stay with me."
She looked at me with hatred and I smiled at her.
"With the red dress, you had no room for underwear, pretend you're wearing that dress."
She left without saying anything.
And I, like a sick man, took her panties in my hand and... smelled them.
Damn, I got excited again.
They smell like her and I haven't even tasted her yet.
I can't wait to bury my tongue in her.
I keep looking at her panties.
When I looked up, Omar was entering my office.
I didn't even hear the elevator.
He looked at my hand and obviously realized I had a woman's panties in my hand.
I winked at him and put them in my pocket.
"Are you a fetishist now?"
I didn't answer him.
"I ran into Vale, she was almost crying... Are those her panties?"
I didn't answer, so I answered his question without speaking.
However, I didn't want to talk about Vale.
What I feel for her is very... spiritual despite the animal desire I feel.
I got lost thinking about Valeria.
I flew to the orgasms she gave me, to her desperation when I possessed her, which matched mine, to the scent she emitted that reached my senses, her naturalness flowing, making her irresistible...
She is taking over my entire life.
She stole my whole nights because, although I don't want to admit it, when I'm alone, I can't stop thinking about her.
I'm overwhelmed.
I get up and pour two whiskeys.
I drank mine in one gulp.
Omar didn't say anything, letting me organize my thoughts.
"I'm lost, even though she's just my secretary, at the same time she's everything, she's... a goddess, I despair for her, I even offered her a million dollars to have her for one night and she rejected me, though later I had her here for a quickie, damn, nothing is enough with her and I just had her again and... I didn't use protection."
"Are you crazy?"
"Yes, for her, I wanted to go to my apartment and she just wanted to run to the pharmacy to buy the morning-after pill, any other woman would go without thinking to my apartment and take the opportunity to pin a kid on me, but not her, she's... perfect, damn and a thousand times damn, she drives me crazy."
"Why didn't you use protection?"
"She kissed me back and touched me and..."
"Why didn't you use protection?"
At my age and with all my experience, I can't tell him that because she kissed me back I lost my mind, but that's what happened.
"I have her close and I die to have her, I can't stop kissing her, cornering her, touching her, I'd spend my whole life with her in my bed."
Omar is serious.
I don't know what he's thinking.
"Let's go party and you'll get over it."
"My head hurts... let's go tomorrow."
His face was one of shock.
It's not like I'm in love.
Now I'm the one who got serious.
No, that possibility doesn't exist.
"She was in her fertile days."
I confess.
"And you didn't want her to take something?"
"I lose control and only think about having her."
"That has nothing to do with it."
Omar was more scared than I was, but I didn't see it as that serious.
It's not like I stopped using protection on purpose, I would never do that, but it's Valeria, nothing is that terrible if it's with her.
It was already late, she didn't come back to the office.
Omar didn't insist on going out and I had dinner at home, heated the food in the microwave and after two whiskeys, went to sleep.
I was dying to sleep with her.
I definitely want her love, not just to have her in my bed, I want her to sigh for me, to have her at my feet and the worst part is that can't be bought.
I know how to win over a woman to have her for a few days, but I have no damn idea what to do to make Valeria fall in love with me.