37- An invitation to work
Monica, my head of Human Resources comes in with a smile on her face. “Good morning, Grady,” she greets, and her smile widens even further, when she notes that Daniel is also present.
“Monica,” he greets, with an equally wide smile and a wave.
“I just came from your office but your secretary didn’t know where you went.” “He was on a bathroom break when I stepped out,” he replies.
“Alright,” she says before turning to me. As usual, she seems just a bit wary.
Daniel’s admonition comes to mind that most of the employees would not mind it if I cracked a smile or two once in a while so they would find it a little bit easier to relate to me.
There is currently nothing to smile about, so I just wait to hear what she has to say.
“I’m here about Mariam,” she says. “How do you want me to go about her replacement?”
“He’s handed that over to me, Monica,” Daniel says. “Sorry I didn’t inform you, it slipped my mind.” He then lifts his wrist to gaze at his watch. “I have a meeting with her replacement in about eight minutes.”
“Oh,” she says. “That’s what I wanted to talk to you about. Since I didn’t get any directive from Grady, I presumed that perhaps he told you to take care of it.”
“He did.” Daniel smiles.
Alarm creeps up my spine as I note the glint in his eyes.
"I’ll send her straight to you as soon as I’m done with her interview.”
I lean back into the chair, my arms folded across my chest, and my brows raised. “She?”
“Yes, she,” he affirms. “I had a great time speaking to her at the job fair I attended at the University of Texas a few weeks ago. She made a great impression. ”
“She’s a recent graduate?” I ask dryly. “Yes, she is.”
“I don’t want her. Monica, please handle this and pick someone who can keep up with me for once.”
“Hey!” he exclaims at me, and then turns to Monica. “No! I’ve got this, Monica. Don’t do anything.” He then returns his gaze to me. “Why can’t you trust me?”
Monica is amused by him. However, I am not. I am incredibly alarmed. “Monica, please get me a temp in the meantime. There’s too much going on around here for that desk to be unmanned.”
My emotions are struck at his concern. I nod after a few more moments. “I’m good.” He kisses my neck. “I’ll go slow.”
I wrap my arms around his shoulders but my embrace is too hard and it weakens the elbow that is supporting most of his weight. He collapses on to me with a laugh but I am unable to share the sentiment as his hefty cock plunges further into me. A deafening gasp sounds from my throat.
Suddenly, his hand cradles my face. “Oh shit, are you all right?”
That final plunge is indeed a surprise but I can’t exactly blame him can I? I can’t help the smile that bubbles up to my face and it widens even further when he leans down to kiss me. He rolls his hips so I can get somewhat acquainted with his length but instead it hits a dangerous spot inside of me that almost triggers my climax right then. My fingers dig into his ass.
He withdraws, his cock glides out of me and although I love the feeling of being so connected with him, I can’t help but wish that rubber barrier wasn’t there between us. I want to feel his flesh grating directly on my walls. I reach up to nibble on his chin and with a low laugh he slides back into me. I begin to completely relax, and a couple of thrusts later his rhythm is quickening. I love the harshness of his breathing on my skin as he pounds ferociously into me.
I cling onto him for dear life, and it makes my entire body shudder in response. My heart is racing in my chest, my bones melting at the stream of ecstasy washing all over me until my eyes begin to water.
“Oh God,” I croak out as I tighten my hold around him. My hands then slip down towards his ass to grab onto the tense cheeks. I’m soon displaced however because his thrusts soon become even more severe. His following lunges are so hard and wild that they tear intense gasps out of me and slam the headboard constantly against the wall.
“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” he groans.
I completely lose control of myself. My hips are driving forward to meet his thrusts but I soon lose even the ability to contribute. He fucks me so hard that I collapse back onto the bed with my eyes rolling into my sockets.
With one last brutal thrust, he plunges into me and it hits just the right spot.
My orgasm explodes from within and I cry out at the earth shattering release. I am shuddering and trembling underneath him and he seals his mouth over mine to muffle my sobs. Then from a distance, I also feel him receive his own climax and his animalistic groans in my ear reverberates through my body. It triples my pleasure and excitement that I have been able to give as much as I have received, and I bask in the euphoric aftermath of us.
Afterwards, and as we both slowly return back to earth, I am unsure and a tad bit worried about the correct etiquette to follow. I know this indicates that I want to spend more time with him, but at the same time do not for a second want to hurt my pride. So I watch for what he will do and I am taken aback when he kisses me over and over again before falling to his side.
With an arm around me, he pulls me into his frame and rests his head in the crook of my neck. “That was fucking amazing, Blair,” he says and soon falls right to sleep.
My own lids are heavy too, so I allow myself the guilty pleasure of falling asleep with him this one time.