Chapter 10 — Olivia

I didn’t understand what was happening, but I knew that I wanted it badly in that moment. I was completely out of control when it came to Ross. He had triggered something in me that I’d thought was completely dead. I tried to reach for him, but he had both my hands locked in his. Then he let go of one and gently squeezed my breast. I gasped into his mouth which only made him chuckle softly. Then that hand moved to my ass in a slow glide that held my attention until he moved to the curve of my hips. Was he going to go down further again? I needed him to, I thought as our eyes locked, mouths together but not actually touching.

Then he kissed me, and I forgot to think.

He didn’t kiss me the same way that he did the bar. If anything, this was just a promise of what he could do to me.

He was exploring my body and his fingers felt as if they were everywhere at once and my body burned in reaction to his touch.

I don’t know how long we were standing there. I was conflicted. I hadn’t been touched like this in forever, but he was my boss and that was enough reason to tell him to stop. I’d only been working for him a couple of days in the office, yet I felt as if I’d been resisting him for much longer.

The deep, gnawing ache between my legs told me that I didn’t want him to stop so I didn’t protest. When he broke away from me he was breathing heavily, and his voice sounded confused as he said, “Sorry.”

He seemed to have a habit of saying that to me.

“Why not me?” I found myself begging, begging the man who had a reputation in the office. I’d found out from a couple of the girls, that he’d had one too many secretaries. They said it was because he couldn’t keep his dick in his pants.

Yet with me he had no issue, as if he wanted me, but something was holding him back and I felt as if I was a leper, one that he didn't want to touch. I didn’t care that he had a reputation, I wanted to feel desire as I had in the past. Until I’d walked into this office, I’d forgotten that I’d been living the life of an old maid. I didn't go out, I never socialized and all I did was work. Now, I had a chance of doing something that I used to do in the past. The flirtations. The lunches and most of all the hot sex. I knew that with Ross I wouldn't be disappointed, he had a reputation for a reason, and I wanted to know if it was true. Was he as hot as they all claimed he was in bed or even in his office on that sofa in the corner?

“What?”

“I know about your reputation and all your secretaries.”

There were so many reasons that I shouldn’t want him, but I did.

He was heading to the liquor cabinet, the one place he seemed to run to whenever he got stressed.

“Am I that repulsive?”

I looked down, thinking that must have been what made him change his mind so quickly.

“You’ve got to be fucking kidding me!”

He stared at me and that just held me in place. His penetrating gaze made a chill go down my spine as he headed toward me and scooped me up as if I was light as a feather. He carried me to the top of his desk and then threw everything on to the ground, including his Mac. He didn’t say a word.

He had lust written all over his face as he started to undo his belt. His eyes just moved from my breasts and then I lifted up the bottom of my dress and his eyes zeroed in on my panties. He made me feel nervous, powerless, as if I was at his mercy.

“Take it off!” He was a man on a mission, and I knew that there was no way that I could argue with him. I had asked for it and the urgency of his command meant that I had to obey.

He let out a sigh as with one swift movement, I lifted off my dress and unclasped my bra. I threw them both on the ground and he blurted out, “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

And then, like a panther ready to claim his mate, he pinned his body on top of mine. I couldn’t move as I felt helpless underneath him. He moved me with his legs and pinned my arms above my head. With his free hand, he ripped my panties and then kissed me all over my neck and my shoulders. Everything was happening so fast; it was exhilarating, because I was sure that anyone outside the office, knew exactly what was going on behind the closed door.

His lips were so soft, but his movements were of hunger as he started to create a fire inside of me.

“Yes,” I purred as he took one of my nipples in his mouth and started to tease it with his teeth while flicking it with his tongue.

Then he shifted slowly to the other breast, leaving me longing for his tongue once again.

His hardness was trapped in his slacks which were rubbing against my naked body. He ground against me as he rolled on top of me with the promise to take me.

With the promise to fuck me.

My wetness went into overdrive as it built against his slacks. His hand slipped and freed his cock and then he stopped for a minute. Probably trying to figure out if this was the right thing to do.

I paused as he studied me for a second. I was breathing helplessly, thinking that this must be not only the first time in three years I’d worked in an office, but the first time in three years since I’d had sex.

He practically jumped off me and growled, “Get up!”

I hesitated, thinking once again that he’d changed his mind. That he didn’t want me, and he’d been doing nothing but teasing me. Perhaps he was the type of man that wants young girls. The type that I was sure Scarlett was. Fresh out of high school with a couple of years’ experience. All blond and no brains.

I saw that he had a little smile on his face. He started to lift his legs up one at a time, and in an expert move he managed to remove his pants. His shirt and shorts were still on, hiding what I knew was manhood beyond my wildest dreams. I moved to sit on the table and then I moved slowly toward him. My hands were shaking at the idea of him coming inside of me. He seemed to enjoy watching me. His erection was fully on display. I bent down and was on my knees as I pulled down his boxers and I admired it. Like everything about Ross, it was perfect. Smooth and flushed; it was the most erotic thing I’d ever seen as he slowly started to stroke it with one hand as he lifted his feet, completely removing his boxers.

He let out a low growl as I started to try and wrap my fingers around it. My hands were just a fraction of the size of his cock and as I gently started to stroke it, he started to tremble and all I could think about was putting it in my mouth.

He tossed his shirt on the sofa and grabbed my hand and said, “Not yet.”

He lifted me up and put me back on his desk. There were no panties to stop him pleasuring me, so I lifted my feet up to the edge of the desk, ready for him to take me.

He slid a finger inside of me and said, “You’re so fucking wet.”

His fingers were silky against the softness of my folds. The more he stroked me the more my body trembled. He moved closer to my clit as he dipped low and pushed inside. I started to grind and shift against his fingers. I knew that I was lying naked on his desk with my knees in the air and my legs open wide, but I didn`t care, because I knew that he wanted me as much as I wanted him.

There was no pretense, because we were both naked in his office, knowing that his door was not locked, and someone could have come in at any time didn’t deter us as his free hand used his cock to replace his fingers as he started to tease the outside of my pussy.

He moved it from side to side as I held on to the table, trying to stop myself from coming at any moment. I’d forgotten what that felt like until now.

“I can’t fucking hold on,” I said as he moved away from me. I was about to tell him that I wanted to come. That I was so fucking close, but then I saw him reach for a condom from his desk drawer. He tore it open and stretched it over his length as he walked back to me. With a smirk that nearly made me beg for him, he walked closer until he was standing at just the right spot to take what we both wanted him to take. He asked, “Are you sure?”

He had to be kidding me. “Ross, if you stop one more time…”

He shut me up with a thrust that set my body on fire. I didn’t just want him to fuck me, I needed him to do it. I gasped as he pushed inside me. I feel like a born-again virgin as my body tried to accommodate his thick cock. He started to rock back and forth and then he swung my legs on top of his shoulders as he placed a hand against my abdomen and enveloped my entire body.

“Shit, your pussy’s tight.” His voice was husky as he rocked back and forth and we were both out of breath as the once-lukewarm office turned into a sex-heated room.

As he continued to ram in and out of me, all I could do was let out a sharp cry. The angle sent intense pleasure through my body. He was so fucking deep. I was aware of a power that I never knew existed. I could feel him vibrating through me in every thrust and all I could do was hold on to the desk for balance.

His breathing became sharp and fast and he started to make animal sounds as he went deeper inside me. I felt as if I was coming apart at the seams. There was nothing between us as he filled me up with his cock. I felt as if the world turned to black as I nearly passed out from the pleasure that was building in my body.

I knew it wouldn’t be long until Ross joined me. He was releasing me from the cage that I’d been living in for so long, and I was finally breaking free. I should have told him to slow down; I didn’t want this moment to end. But I couldn’t because I was lost in the moment.

“Fuck, I’m coming!”

I cried out loudly as he pushed me over the edge. Never mind that we were in his office, as a flash of heat burst out of me. It’d been three long years since a man had been near me, let alone fucked me. Let alone in his office. All the frustration and denial that I’d been imposing on my body were released in the flash of a moment. It seemed to encourage him to join me as he started to rumble in his chest and his body stiffened. He slammed into me harder than ever and then it was over.

We were panting uncontrollably as he released my legs, which were on his shoulders, and he moved away from me.

“Wow,” he said as he stepped away and started recovering his clothes.

“My legs,” I said as I tried to get off the desk.

I was naked in his office and I was walking like an old woman.

We both looked at each other and started laughing like two little kids. He handed me my dress and said, “Now you know that I wanted you badly, more than you’d ever know.”

He seemed shy as he confessed his true feelings to me. I felt as if it was confirmation that Ross wanted to be a lot more than just my boss, and he wasn’t the only one. I wanted the same thing too.