Chapter 11 — Ross

Thank goodness my bathroom was in my office; I quickly went in there to dispose of the condom which I couldn’t believe was nearly full to the brim. It was as if all that sexual tension from the night before came out as I fucked her on my desk. We went in there one at a time to freshen up and now we were ready to leave my office. Pretending that we were colleagues and that nothing had happened earlier.

We’d failed and it was evident as my employees who were once still, started moving again as soon as we came out of my private office. It was a good job none of them were actors, they weren’t good at pretending let alone acting as if they heard nothing.

Everyone near my fucking office could hear us, because as soon as we both came out of there, someone whispered loudly, I couldn’t tell who, “Anyone coming?” And we could hear fits of laughter. We laughed at ourselves as we exchanged glances trying to hide our embarrassment and failing miserably.

Everything I promised myself I wouldn’t do had happened earlier, and I had fucking crossed a line. I’d told myself to keep away from her and I should have just done that.

Why do I never listen to my inner voice?

“You couldn’t keep your eyes off her, even after we spoke this morning. Two days. Two fucking days.”

I turned to see Alec and felt him patting me on the back as I walked to go and see the tech department about my damn Mac which clearly needed replacing. In the heat of the moment, it’d dropped on the floor and when I went to pick it up, I’d noticed that the screen was cracked. The thing was so damn fragile. I didn’t think that I'd been that rough, but it was evident that I was wrong as I held it in my hand and casually headed to that department.

“Asking the department out for drinks. Eyeing up the staff. Anyone would think that you were…”

“Don’t fucking say it!” I warned him, thinking that part of me was glad that we’d fucked on my desk. It meant that we could get on and just work, we didn’t have the same sexual frustration that was there when she came in my office.

He came closer to me and said, “Chill. Damn, it’s not so bad. Look at me—I’m smiling.” Then he clicked his fingers and asked, “Broken?”

I nodded; he didn’t need to know any more than that.

“So, was it worth it?”

I grinned a wicked smile and said, “More than you know. More than I’ll ever tell you. I need to get a new one, then I’m going to a meeting that I don't want to go to, because I've wasted the whole day.”

I was tempted to blame him for wasting my day, but then I would have to confess what I was doing on eBay and Amazon. Hell no! He would tease me even more about everything including my office fuck with Olivia.

“Count your lucky stars that you’re not meeting with my wife’s group tonight, I’m tempted to say that I have to work late. But then I’d feel guilty if I say that and she’s disappointed.”

I shrugged. “So, don’t go. Just say that you don't want to go.”

He sighed. “You’ll find out soon enough. It’s not that simple. You need to do things that they enjoy too, no matter how painful it is.”

“Yes, but if you don’t want to be sitting talking about the book or movie what do you do all night?”

"I keep her happy. See you tomorrow.”

I nodded. “Yeah,” thinking that it was a little early to be going home. I didn’t set his working hours. I knew that he did more than his fair share.

Fuck! I thought as I looked at my Rolex. It was nearly four and I had little time to sort out my Mac before I headed off to the meeting. They say that time flies when you’re having fun. I must admit that I was nervous about today, but in the end, it turned out to be a lot more eventful than I’d ever imagined and it put a smile on my face. Not many things did that, but Olivia had done that in more ways than one in my office today.

* * *

It was Friday night and time to take the department out for the drink that I promised, they were all so eager. A little too eager, I thought, after seeing the email. I decided that I wouldn’t hold off any longer and I managed to get Olivia to send an updated email, this time with the essential details of where, when, and most importantly at what time.

The week had flown by after the incident with Olivia. I found out that we made a good team. We weren’t at odds with each other anymore and there was a connection, one that I’d never had with my secretaries before. I didn’t feel the desire to have her on my desk again, either.

Instead, I wanted to get to know her better and I had a feeling that she felt the same way.

“Do you want a lift to the bar?" I asked as I realized that it was nearly an hour before the time I’d decided on so none of my employees was likely to be there.

“No, I’m going with some of the other girls. They’re packing up ready to leave now.”

I laughed. “But it takes ten minutes to walk there or even less to drive. They don’t need to leave now.”

She nodded. “They know, but they’re all pretty excited about you taking them out to that new Greek place. Some of the girls said that they wanted to check it out first. I’ve wanted to check it out, but you know New York prices are too high and it's in the heart of Manhattan.”

I shook my head, thinking that this was going to cost me big time.

“Remind me how many are in the department?”

“So, now you want to do the math? It’s a bit late for that, Ross. Just count it as a business expense.”

She was right, there was no need to start worrying about how much it was going to cost me when I’d done the deed and told everyone that they were going there.

“It’ll be nice,” she reassured me.

I smiled at her. “So, you going to let your hair down?”

She asked, “Why, you like it down?”

I nodded. “I do, you remind me of Angelia Jolie.”

“Without all the cash!”

This time we both started laughing and then we paused as if trying to find the next thing to say, but we were locked in a stare. One so hard that memories from our little tryst started to invade for the first time since it happened. It reminded me of what happened the last time we looked at each other that way. She felt like a drug. One that I was addicted to from the start.

“Olivia are you coming? Oh sorry, didn’t know that you were here, Ross. I thought that you were at the restaurant.”

I shook my head. “No worries, Jenna. Olivia’s ready. I’ll be there soon. I just have to finish off this report and I'll be ready for the weekend.”

“Good, you work too hard,” Olivia said as she left to meet Jenna. Olivia had clicked immediately with not only the other secretaries, but the account managers too, which was amazing. They didn’t speak to anyone, because they had this attitude that without them we would all be out of a job. They had an arrogance that even I couldn’t stand on a good day. Yet, Olivia had fit right in and said that they were all human. They treated her with respect, because she wasn’t really a PA. If they thought that she was no more than a PA without a degree from Harvard, I was sure that they wouldn’t bother with her. Either way, it was nice to see her happy and in some strange way, it made me feel happy too.

* * *

Everyone was drinking excessively and taking advantage of my generosity. Alec had to leave early, but I found that as soon as he left, I didn't have much to say to anyone else. The whole point of taking the department out, wasn’t so that they could talk about work. If I wanted to do that, then I would have put a bottle of wine in the kitchen and offered for everyone to have a glass. If anything, it just proved to me that I wasn’t the only boring one in the office. All they talked about were people in the office who had left in the past or clients.

Boring!

Then again, someone did start talking about Scarlett and that was when I knew that it was my cue to leave. I wasn’t interested as I ditched them at the bar and walked up to Olivia, whispering, “Let’s get the fuck out of here.”

She didn’t need asking twice as she slid off the bar stool and took my hand. I was done pretending. I wanted her; not just once, but for the rest of the night. I didn’t care if others noticed and saw us. Most of them had heard us in my office on Tuesday and they knew that we had more than just a working relationship.

“This is going to start some gossip!”

I laughed, “Bring it on.”

Besides, it would give them something to talk about. I glided through the crowd, encouraging them to drink and have a good time, all the time Olivia’s hand was firmly in mine. Some of them were already wasted and started chanting, “Ross, the best boss in the world.”

I shook my head and said, “The poorest boss in the world.”

Olivia patted me with her free hand and said, “Stop it!”

I was complaining again about the big fat bill at the end of all this. I’d left my credit card details just before I decided to make a quick exit and it was well over a grand already. I knew that by the end of the night it would be at least four times that if I was lucky. The bar did put a good selection of food and drinks out for everyone, and I’d decided that I would bring my parents here. They loved their last cruise in Europe, and they stopped over in Greece and said that they would love to go back there.

I felt relieved as soon as we got in the car. I’d texted my driver to tell him to wait for us. I knew that there was no way that I was driving tonight, and I'd already messaged him to be on stand-by nearly an hour ago. I was a little was surprised that I’d stayed so long. I’d thought that I would be out of the door the moment that Alec left at ten, but he’d advised me to try and socialize. I did, I tried, and I stayed for a while and as much as I steered the conversations away from work and anyone related to the office, someone always managed to steer it right back.

I was talking about Gordon Ramsey and how much I loved his restaurants and had even tried his Masterclass, and then Bianca said about the time that a group of them joined a cooking club and they brought in some of their dishes into the office and that was it. We were right back into the office. After that I just gave up. Especially when Scarlett’s name was mentioned, which reminded me, I had another twenty messages to delete on my phone again.

Didn’t she ever give up?

As soon as the doors were closed and Olivia and I were in e back of the car I told Wilson, my driver, to take us to my penthouse. Olivia gave no objection and I knew that she wanted to be with me as much as I did, so I slid my hand up between the smooth skin of her knees.

“You have no panties on?”

She laughed. “So, you could rip them off, like you did the last ones.”

Knowing that she had been without panties in the bar—and that there was nothing stopping me taking her right then and there—turned me into some kind of primal being as I started to stroke the inside of her upper thigh. I wanted to see her naked, ready for me, with her leg open wide beneath me again.

“You’re so fucking wet for me,” I growled into her ear.

She smiled as she came closer to me, practically naked on the back seat. Just the way I liked her. There was nothing sexier than having her naked and ready for me to take.

She was so soft. I started to take my jacket off with only her on my mind.

I wanted to take my time. I knew that I was about to lose control like I did back in the office. I slipped a finger past her folds. She started to grind her hips back and forth, forcing me to go deeper inside of her. Another finger joined the first and she purred, “Why don’t you replace your fingers with your cock?”

“Fuck I love it when you talk dirty. What do you want me to do to you?”

“Fuck me.”

“How?” I raised an eyebrow, wondering what her next request would be.

“Hard!”

I slipped another finger past her folds, but this time adjusting the position as I curled my grip and my thumb found her clit easily. Then my fingers started to stroke her G-spot, which drove her wild.

She was shifting in the seat, but I needed to keep her still.

“Ross, don’t stop!”

I kept stroking her, relishing in her slickness. Hearing the moans that turned into languorous purrs the more I touched her.

I leaned in closer to her and felt her breathing; she was so close to my face. I loved the smell of her desire, filling the back of the limo. I bent my head down and started to taste her. Just as I wanted to do in the office. She was lying flat in the back of my car and I was licking cream up like I would a tub of ice-cream.

I was making sure that there wasn’t an edge that remained untouched as I savored the taste of her. When her fingers were clenched in my hair, tugging at it insistently, I stroked my tongue over, her clit. It throbbed as my tongue brushed over her swollen bud.

Her breathing got louder every single time I licked her. I was holding her legs, keeping her in position as I caressed her deeper to stoke the fire inside of her. I knew that she was ready to come and that I was going to give her the mother of all orgasms.

I started to suck on her pussy lips gently and then I stroked them with my tongue. Her skin was so damn soft there, like a bolt of silk cloth. I was delicate with it. I could feel that she was close as she started to shake, and her body bucked in desperation.

“I’m coming!”

She groaned and started to completely lose control. I knew that there was no turning back. I started licking harder and instead claimed her orgasm as my own. The harder she came, the more I wanted it to go on.

I didn’t even give her a chance to rest as I pulled back and then positioned her bare ass on my lap as I sat on the seat.

“I need a minute,” she whispered, but I ignored her request. She thought that I wanted to take her again. Part of me was mad at her for coming too soon. I wanted her to get to that place, but not until I was ready for her to get there.

“I didn’t tell you that you could come.”

She was confused and trying to sit up, but I was holding her firmly in position. I placed a sharp little spank on her left buttock.

I was expecting her to protest once more. Instead, she stopped being so nervous as her ass cheeks relaxed and she let out a quick giggle.

“You enjoyed that didn’t you?”

She nodded. “A little too much.”

“I want you to know that any time I don’t tell you to come, this is what’s going to happen to you.”

She hesitated in replying.

“Do you understand me?”

She nodded, but I wanted her to speak. Before I reminded her, she whispered, “Yes.”

I turned her around and put her on my lap, and then I gave her a quick smack on the bottom once again. In the dim light at the back of the limo I saw that my handprint remained on her butt. They were like little pink strands on her flesh. I wanted to do so many things to her.

“Do you want more?” I growled, finding it so hard not to take her so more.

“More!”

She begged, so I focused on her clit again, but this time I was using my fingers, as I needed a release. One that only she could give me. I didn’t have a condom on me, but I had plenty back home.

All I could do was pleasure her until then. It didn’t take long for her voice to change once again as another orgasm ripped through her. I loved watching her body tremble as I milked every ounce of pleasure from her. I could have watched her all day long.

She panted, as I moved her to face me. “That was amazing.”

She was on my dick and it is fucking hurt. I was so tempted to fuck her, and I could tell she knew it as she started to ride me.

“Don’t, I haven’t got any condoms with me,” I said with regret, wanting to be inside of her so badly.

She brushed her lips on mine and then bit my bottom lip. My dick was bursting to get free.

“I could help you out another way.”

Shit, she wanted to suck me?

I thought about her lips as she bent down between my legs. She didn’t need permission to do that. Then she greedily started to go for my belt buckle. I spread my legs wide as I closed my eyes and thought of her getting ready to suck my cock.

I could have come right there.

She was turning me on so fucking much as she slowly reached for my cock and set it free. I let out a groan as her fingers delicately found their way onto my shaft.

“Fuck!” I growled as she started to gently jerk it up and down.

I looked down and she had a wicked smile on her face as she said, “Don’t worry, I don’t bite.”

Even if she had, it wouldn’t have bothered me. She leaned closer and her mouth was only a fraction away from taking my cock. I could feel her breath against my skin as her moist lips started to get to work.

First, Olivia drew the tip in between her teeth, biting it softly and I was just about to lose my shit, when she engulfed me. Her mouth was so fucking warm and wet. I think that it was the best blowjob that I’ve ever had, and she had only just begun.

She was picking up her rhythm as she went from teasing the head to taking me in deeper. Nearly a third of my big fat cock was in her mouth. I needed to open my eyes to see if she was really doing it or if it was just my imagination.

And as I looked down, I could see her head bobbing up and down as her tongue started to take over the underside of my shaft. She was fucking teasing and stroking it so delicately that it felt like some kind of exquisite torture.

I will never ride in the limo again without thinking about how fucking hot she looked right at that moment. On all fours, sucking me as if there was no tomorrow. She started to use her hand to pump my balls to match the rhythm made by her mouth.

She was sending waves of fucking pleasure through me that made me feel as if I was about to explode, but I knew that she was fucking enjoying herself. Instead of pulling back, or even taking her time, she was exploring me even more. She started to work the base of my shaft and now my whole length was being stroked with every motion. I felt as if felt lightheaded.

“Shit, I’m so fucking close!”

That somehow encouraged her to start moving quicker as she honed in on my swollen head. She was fucking jerking it up and down as her tongue caressed the sensitive nerves.

I was about to fucking explode!

I let out a roar as if I was fucking king of the jungle as I held onto the back of her head. I didn’t need her to stop but rather fucking make me go to the point of no return. I was holding her so tightly but she found a way to move and she was fucking going back and forth so fucking fast.

I exploded in her mouth. I couldn’t even fucking warn her, it just happened so fast.

As I finally regained consciousness, I heard the intercom going and that was when I realized that we’d come to a stop. I didn’t even know how long we'd been in my garage, but I answered the driver.

“Yes?”

“We’re here, sir.”

Shit, we fucking were!

I was looking for something to clear up my cum, but Olivia was knocking her head back and I think that she took the whole lot of it.

“Did you swallow it?” I asked as she panted, sitting next to me in the limo.

“There was so much.”

I bet there was. I couldn’t believe that she had swallowed all of it. I looked at the back seat. Her shoes, my tie and jacket sprawled on the floor.

“I thought that you were dropping me off at home?” she asked I laughed, because when I told Wilson to drop us at the penthouse, she didn’t object. “You said to get out of there. What did you think that meant? Besides, I don’t have your address. And I’m not done with you yet.”

She smiled. “It’s going to be a long night?”

“So, fucking long that Monday morning, you won’t be able to sit straight at your desk.”

“Is that a promise?” she asked with a gleam in her eyes.

I winked. “One that I intend to keep.”

Fuck, she was like no one that I’d ever been with. Most women would have been begging for a break or telling me that they couldn’t take anymore. Not this one. She was a woman. A mature one that loved to explore. She was fucking what I liked and what I really needed in my life.

I didn’t know if she could keep being my secretary when I wanted her not only during the day, but especially during the night too.

As she hopped out of the limo and we headed to the elevator, I thought back to Alec and his words. If this was love at first sight, then I’d been fucking missing out big time!

* * *

Since leaving the bar on Friday, I hadn’t let her out of my sight. She insisted on going back to her place the following day and we ended up back in my bed. She wanted to get some clothes from home, but she didn’t need clothes all weekend. As soon as she put her dress back on, then I would take it right back off again. We’d showered, eaten, bathed, talked, and fucked. I was exhausted and I still couldn’t get enough of her company.

Last night I dropped her off at home and she was giving me a little tour and then once I saw her bed and smelled her scent on her pillows, I had to have her once again.

I woke her up. “Olivia. Olivia.”

She was in a daze. Damn, the woman could sleep.

“You’re not going to believe this.”

“What is it Ross?”

“The deal’s gone through.”

“You mean?”

“Yes, we fucking did it.”

She laughed as she pushed her hair out of her eyes. I gently moved it aside and kissed her.

“Shhh, Mom and Aunt Veronica will hear you. Besides, you need to get home, so you can be ready for the office tomorrow.”

“Wow, you’re really out of it. It’s Monday and nearly ten, now it's getting to eleven,” I said as I tried to focus my eyes on my watch. I could hardly see; I was that tired.

Then she started jumping out of bed and started panicking about being late for work..

“We need to get to the office. We’re late and it doesn’t look good that neither of us is in the office.”

I put the pillow behind my back and thought about the times that I’d insisted on being in the office at eight, or even earlier. I saw an email on my phone but for the first time in a long time I didn’t feel the need to rush.

“Aren’t you getting ready?” She asked me as she saw me just lying down and staring at her.

“Nope.”

I crossed my arms and then there was a knock on the door.

She had her dress half on and then rushed to the door. “Shh,” she said to me and I just raised an eyebrow. I was thirty-five, not fifteen. She was acting like a teenager that’s been caught having sex in her parents’ house. Sure, this was her mom’s house, but she wasn’t exactly a teenager.

“Aunt Veronica, what is it?”

“How did you know it was me?”

“A guess,” Olivia sighed as she tried to make sure that only her head was sticking out through the door. If it had been any other woman I would have left and not seen them again, but this was different. I knew that Olivia and I were going somewhere and so I crawled out of bed and grabbed my pants.

Olivia held the door to keep her aunt from barging in, but her Aunt was trying to open it. They started to argue about opening the door. I should have put my shirt on, but then judging by her aunt’s face I could tell that she was enjoying the view.

“I thought that I heard someone else in here,” she said as she managed to push past Olivia and won the battle to get in.

“HI, I’m Ross Hamilton, and you’re Aunt Veronica who’s helping Olivia out,” I said as I stood up shirtless, ready to shake her hand.

She laughed uncontrollably as she started to talk to my chest and not meet my eyes. “I’m not exactly helping her out, but just spending time with my sister. I used to do it on occasion, but then Olivia wanted to do it all. She’s a bit of a control freak you know,” Her chubby hands met mine. Olivia brought her back down to earth by clearing her throat as she managed to put her dress on properly and tried to dismiss her aunt.

“If I’d known you had company then I would have…”

Before Aunt Veronica could finish her sentence, Olivia nervously replied, “We need to get to the office.”

“Oh, I just realized that this must be the same Ross Hamilton, your boss.”

Olivia turned red as she tried to straighten out her dress. “Where’s Mom?”

“Taking a nap.”

“At this time? Which means she hasn’t even woken up yet.”

“Oh no, sometimes she doesn’t show her face until twelve. Every once in a while, she likes to sleep in apart from Tuesdays. That’s when we go to yoga,” Aunt Veronica said, all while talking to Olivia but staring at my chest. I managed to find my polo shirt on a chair in the corner of the room, so I left them to talk and put it on.

“Yoga?”

“Yes, she loves it there. She says that it helps to relax her mind.”

I felt as if I was in a tennis match as my eyes darted from one of them to the other. It was clear that Aunt Veronica was happy, and Olivia was far from it as she started to turn redder and clenched her fist. I took Olivia’s hand and said, “Aunt Veronica, it was nice meeting you. I was planning on meeting you and her mother, but we have to go to the office now.”

Before Olivia kills you!

“Oh,” she sighed. “That’s such a shame. There’s a show that I know that you’ll like.”

There was a sneaky smile on my face because I kind of suspected I knew exactly what she was going to say.

“'Billionaires.' You would love it.”

“It’s on Netflix, right?”

“It is.” Her cheeks turned red and she looked as if she was going to take my hand away from Olivia’s as I said, “That sounds great. Friday night. I’ll come over. You, me, and 'Billionaires.' Is that a date?”

She rushed over and tried to grab me. At first, I resisted out of fear, but then I let go of Olivia’s hand and tried to get away from her aunt trying to get close to me. I thought that she was trying to give me a hug, but then I realized that she was just trying to feel my body.

Olivia peeled her off me.

“Come on, the man’s perfectly shaped. Women my age only get to watch bodies like that on screen.”

I nodded. “I’m sure you do.”

Aunt Veronica smiled. “It’s really nice to finally meet the man that’s put a smile on my niece’s face.”

I bowed to her and thought about what she’d just said; this was all news to me. I was not the kind of man that went to meet someone’s parents, let alone make arrangements to watch 'Billionaires' with them on a Friday night.

* * *

We managed to leave her room in one piece and headed to the bathroom, I decided that I had to go back to the penthouse to freshen up and Olivia had to do the same. She walked me to the door and stared up at me with a beautiful smile.

“Are you really going to come and watch that show with her?”

I nodded. “I want to know everything about you. Not just in the bedroom. I want to try and be part of your life.”

“Wow.” Olivia smiled as she kissed me on the lips.

Not only did I surprise her, but I kind of surprised myself too, I thought as I decided that I would come back for her and we could go to the office together.

“You be ready in about thirty. I’ll get Wilson to come and get you on my way to the office.”

She smiled. “I don’t need your driver to pick me up.”

I nodded. "I know, but I want us to ride in together.”

“You do?”

I smiled. “I do indeed.”

* * *

The day went by swiftly, but Olivia wanted to go back home and see her mom. She said that she hadn’t been away from her for too long, even though it was only a couple of days. When she told me, at first, I was disappointed that I would be alone tonight. Usually, that didn’t bother me, but tonight it did. I decided to ask Alec to go out for a drink. Something that we usually did on a Thursday or even a Friday night. Tonight, I wasn’t ready to go home after the office. It was bothering me that I’d be alone when this new chapter in my life was starting.

I’d met a woman that set me on fire that I didn’t want to let go of, and my company would soon be merged with a bigger one. I wouldn’t be working as much as I normally did, and I didn’t have a clue what I would do instead. “Are we really doing this?” Alec asked me once again as he stood at the bar.

“You need to stop asking me that. Olivia’s outside and she’ll hear you,” I said to him in my office.

“I know, but you don’t do dates.”

I laughed about his statement, because for the last few days there’d been a lot of things that I didn’t do that I found myself doing.

“I don’t watch 'Billionaires,' either,” I lied as I thought about my Friday night date with Aunt Veronica. Then again, I did look up the reviews of the show and it did look good, but I wouldn’t tell Alec that. He was my best friend, not my mom. I didn’t need to tell him everything!

“What, the show? Love it. The guy kind of reminds me of you,” he sighed. “The next thing I know you’ll be coming to the 'Fifty Shades' events with me.”

We both looked at each other and went into fits of laughter. Olivia walked in. “What are you guys laughing about?”

I waved. “Oh, nothing. Are you ready?”

She smiled. “Yes, I’ll see you both tomorrow.”

I nodded, thinking that tomorrow seemed too far away. I agreed and Alec laughed and sighed at the same time as he mocked me. We would be heading to the bar in a minute.

I glanced at my desk as she walked out of the office. I needed a new Mac. It seemed that I hadn’t learned my lesson when I dropped the last one. I’d fucked Olivia again on my desk, and dropped the new one. I really needed to stop doing that.