8

8
Talking to clients is hard enough but talking to clients when you’re turned on, sexually frustrated and have nothing on so you can feel the wetness between your thighs is even worse.
Every single thing Winston said seemed to frustrate me more than usual and it was a conscious effort to not drag him by the collar, throw him out of my office and slam the door in his face. I unknowingly found myself counting down the hours until he would get out.
The moment our meeting was done, I didn’t even wait for him to do his usual snobbish goodbyes; I just slammed the door and lay my head against it in frustration.
Unfortunately, Winston wasn’t my last client for the day and I had to deal with that three more times before I was able to call it a day and hightail it out of there. On my way to the parking lot, I was ambushed by Charles. This time it took all the self control left in me for me to not scream.
“Can I help you Charles?” I asked as I piled my things into the passenger side of my car.
“I was just wondering if you would like to join me for dinner tonight. Someone told me about this really cool place downtown.”
“Charles, I can’t.”
“Come on, it’s just one night. You never hang out with people at work.”
“I don’t like mixing business with pleasure,” I got into my car but Charles was standing so close that I couldn’t shut the door, “I just want to go home.”
“I know you’re dad is not in town so you don’t really have to worry about him suspecting anything. It’ll be fun, come on.”
“I don’t want to go.” I finally snapped, “Do you not know how to take no for an answer?”
He held up his hands, “Relax Hayley, it’s not a fight.” He chuckled awkwardly and took a step back and I used the opportunity to slam my door shut, “I was trying to be nice.”
“Thank you but no.”
“Okay then; but hey, what did Ryker want with you? He isn’t one of your usual clients.”
I pretended like I didn’t hear him and pulled out of the parking lot. As soon as I was out, I could finally breathe properly. I sent a quick text to Jake letting him know that I had just left the office and was going to be home soon.
When I got to the house, I was so eager to hurry into my room and get changed that I forgot that Alana would be at home. I ran straight into her and had to support her so she wouldn’t fall.
“Why are you in such a hurry?” she said at the same time I said, “I’m so sorry, I didn’t see you there.”
“What are you doing here?” I asked and she gave me a quizzical look.
“I work here mija; are you sick?”
“No, I’m not; I just thought you would be home because my dad isn’t here.”
“You still have to eat.”
“Alana I can do that myself,” I assured her, “You can go home and be with your family. It’s just me here.”
She gave me a look as if to say she didn’t believe me and I thank God for years of legal training because I was able to keep my face completely sincere. She sighed and was about to turn around when I caught a flash of movement behind her and I quickly wrapped my arms around her shoulder keeping her in place.
“I’m serious Alana,” Jake froze mid step, “You should go home.”
“Allow me get my bag mija.”
“Relax; I’ll get it for you.”
That seemed to spike her disbelief more but she just allowed it slide and sat on the couch. I made my way into the kitchen and returned with her hand bag and all but shoved it into her hands.
“I’ll be back tomorrow-,”
“No need,” I cut her off, “You don’t have to return until my dad is back.”
“Are you sure?”
“Positive,” she sighed and I waited until she was out the front door before I breathed a sigh of relief, “That was so close.”
Jake came out of his hiding spot with an amused smirk on his face; “Your lying skills are spot on.”
“You’re lucky she didn’t catch you.” I said as I locked the front door, “Alana is nosey as fuck.”
“Such dirty words from someone so innocent,”
“I am far from innocent and you know it.”
“On your knees.” I was shocked by the abrupt change in conversation but I obliged and my knees hit the smooth carpet.
He made his way over to me and ran his hand over my head and in one swift move; he took my hair out of the tight bun.
“Take me out,” I had to squeeze my thighs together because of how wet his orders were making me.
“What do you want me to do next?” my voice was barely over a whisper.
“You like to tease me, don’t you?” he asked and I hummed a response, “Take me in your mouth baby girl.”
I started to oblige but changed my mind last minute and instead pressed a wet kiss to the head- I felt him twitch in response but he didn’t stop me so I continued. I placed soft, wet kisses all over his hard length and followed up by tracing my tongue over him.
“Stop playing and get to the point.”
“But playing is the fun part.”
He tugged my head back sharply, “Don’t make me spank you.”
“Now that sounds like it would be fun.”
Before he could respond, I took him into my mouth. He was so wide that it took a second for my jaw to adjust to his size. I couldn’t take all of him in so I wrapped both hands around what was left of him and rubbed in sync with how I sucked him.
I withdrew until just the tip was left and swirled my tongue around the little indention at his crown and took him back in- a little further this time. I repeated the actions, hollowing my cheeks to allow him go further.
My hands moved down to cup his balls and he responded with a small groan and by fisting my hair a little tighter which in turn made me squeeze my thigh together a little more.
I massaged his balls a little and reached behind to give his ass a swift tap. His eyes met mine as I peered at him from beneath my lashes and I let the humor shine through my eyes as I finally took him deep enough for him to hit the back of my throat.
The combined actions must have struck a chord in him because he carefully gathered my hair into his hands, withdrew himself from my mouth and plunged back in with so much force that I gagged.
He didn’t give me any recuperation time, he held my head in place and fucked my mouth relentlessly while I did nothing but kneel there and take it as best I could.
His assault was brutal and unrelenting and I rubbed my thighs together as my cream coated them. The only sounds in the room were those of his pleasured grunts and the sound of his balls hitting my face repeatedly.
I knew the moment he was about to orgasm. I felt his cock swell even more and I felt his movements become more frenzied but just as he was about to hit that peak, he pulled out, dragged me to my feet and kissed me hard.
I was shocked by his action but I wasted no time reciprocating as best as I could before he pulled back
“The moment I walked into that office I wanted nothing more than to fuck you on that desk with everyone watching,” he growled as he moved me onto the couch, “You were just sitting there looking like a fucking seductress with your tight little outfit.”
“It’s not tight; it’s work appropriate.” He reached for the hem of my skirt and snuck his hands in.
“You probably have all those old geezers walking around with a fucking hard on, all day long.” His hands finally reached where I wanted them and I let out a loud moan, “You’re fucking soaked; does sucking my cock turn you on?”
“If we’re being technical you fucked my mouth.”
“You’re saying too many words right now.” He plunged two fingers in and I arched my back in a silent moan, “That’s better.”
“You are such a dick.” I choked out.
“I’m the dick that’s about to fuck you.”
He removed his fingers and I let out a groan of protest but that didn’t last long because he pulled up my skirt so it was bunched up around my waist and entered me in one quick stroke. It was still a tight fit and every stroke brought along a mind blowing mixture of pain and pleasure that had my toes curling and my back arching.
He reached for the buttons of my shirt and undid them at break neck speed but he didn’t let me take the shirt off. He just fisted my breasts through my lacy bra and pinched my nipples hard enough for spots to dance around my vision.
I reached up to trace his chest but he let go of me to grab my hands and pin them at the top of my head.
“Keep your hands there.” His order was clear but I knew I would have a hard time complying.
“That’s not fair.” I pouted, “You get to touch me but I can’t return the favor.”
“Next time, I’m fucking you in a bed where I can tie your hands.”
His thrusts increased pace and I soon found myself climbing up that peak and all it took was for him to rotate his hips in a way that they grazed my clit and I came apart all over him. Two thrusts later and he followed inside me.
We lay like that for a minute and I have to admit that I enjoyed feeling him go semi-soft inside of me. I was disappointed when he pulled out and arranged his pants but that was when I noticed that he was still fully dressed.
He picked me up and carried me to my room where he ran a bath for me and undressed me before placing me into the tub.
“You could get in.” I offered as the warm water hit my skin.
“Me getting in would ruin the whole point of the bath.”
“We could get dirty, and then get clean.”
He chuckled before kissing me deeply, “You drive a hard bargain, but I can’t,” I pouted, “I have to get home baby girl.”
I didn’t want him to leave, partly because I felt like he wouldn’t come back and partly because I still hadn’t recovered from him leaving a few nights ago. I know he said it wasn’t a onetime thing but I’m still scared.
“You could stay,” my voice was barely over a whisper but he still heard me, “You didn’t get to wake me up like you promised. Now is a good time to rectify that.”
He ran his hand down his jaw, “I shouldn’t.”
“We’re doing a lot of things we shouldn’t,” I sat up higher so only my nipples were hidden by the water. I know it’s wrong to try to seduce him but I don’t care.
“I know what you’re doing.” He said but he hadn’t taken his eyes off my breasts.
“What’s one more wrong doing in a pile of them?” I reached over and started undoing the buttons on his shirt. “Get in with me.”
“You can be very convincing when you want to.”
He stood up and finished what I had started. I watched in anticipation as he stripped off every piece of clothing he was wearing. When he was done, he gestured for me to move forward and got in behind me.
I saw how hard he was, but feeling him behind me was something else entirely. I leaned against his chest and his hands reached around to tweak my nipples.
“Please,” the word slipped out of me so easily.
“Don’t worry baby girl; I’ll have you begging by the time we’re out.”