Room 452

by T. L. Quinn

  I snuck into the office early Monday to make sure I avoided him at all costs. I blocked out the office in the basement for the whole day. The basement is mostly full of storage, but my dad had them put in one closed off office that people can schedule out if they have a project they are working on and don’t want to be bothered. If there were ever a day that I just wanted to focus on work and not talk to anyone, it would be today.

  The first couple hours drag on. I try to focus, but my mind is occupied elsewhere. I take another sip of coffee to try to get back on track. Maybe it’ll help get my brain out of this fog.

  I set the cup back down when the office door whips open and slams back shut so hard the walls shake. Sawyer stands in front of me looking furious. I open my eyes wide, surprised to see him here. I stand from my seat, and he stalks toward me.

  “So that’s it then? We’re just done?” He shouts.

  I narrow my eyes and purse my lips. “There isn’t anything to be done with when we never started anything in the first place.”

  He closes his eyes shut tight and fists his hands in his hair. “Tell me Blake! Tell me why the fuck I am still putting up with this bullshit! Why am I here chasing after you fucking again?”

  I take a deep breath and shout just as angrily back, “I’m not like you, okay! I can’t just have sex and not have it mean anything!”

  He takes another step closer. “Fuck that! You can’t just fucking cut me off!”

  I stand taller and yell louder. “I’m a fucking person Sawyer! You can’t just use me whenever you want to! I can’t put my life on hold for this! I want to find someone for real!”

  “Find someone?” He yells, sounding deranged. “You’re fucking trying to find someone?” He shouts even louder, backing me up against the wall. “Fuck that! They can’t have you!” He slaps the wall beside my head. “You’re fucking mine!” He roars.

  He smashes his mouth to mine, pinning me against the wall. He shoves his tongue into my mouth, and I push against his chest, shoving him away from me. “Sawyer, no!” I yell. “I can’t do this!”

  He growls and grabs my whole body and sets me down on the desk. He drops to his knees and shoves my skirt up my legs. “Sawyer.” I half moan, half protest.

  He grabs my panties in his hands and fucking rips them apart and tosses them aside. Fuck. He rapidly licks and sucks up my thigh, and then he slides his tongue through me, spreading me apart.

  My hand grabs his hair so hard. “Fuck!” I shout.

  He roughly shoves his tongue inside of me, and my head falls back. His mouth clamps down around my clit, and he sucks it hard over and over again. I fist his hair hard to stop myself from screaming out.

  “This doesn’t change anything.” I pant.

  His mouth works me harder and faster, and I am already almost over the edge. He pulls back slightly and stares up at me as he runs his tongue up and down me slowly. His voice rumbles through my body. “You think someone else will make you feel this way? You think you’ll be happy?” His tongue circles around me. “Answer me Blake!” He roars. “Who do you want down here? Who do you want to fuck you?”

  His tongue teases me to insanity. He watches me the whole time he licks me up and down. My heart beats up into my throat. “Fuck!” I scream. “You! I fucking want you, Sawyer!”

  He growls, and then he gives me exactly what I want, sucking my clit back into his mouth and not stopping until my whole body starts spasming over and over and over. “Ugh!” I scream out.

  Then without warning, Sawyer stands and shoves his cock all the way inside of my still orgasming pussy. I dig my fingers into his shoulders to try to steady myself. He grunts as he pulls out and pushes back in. “You feel that?” He grits out. “No one else will make you feel this way.”

  He slams himself into me hard. “You see how wet you are?” He spits out angrily. “This wet cunt belongs to me Blake. Only me.”

  I give in. I can’t help it. How could I not? I grab the back of his neck and pull his mouth to mine. His arms wrap tightly around me, and he deepens the kiss.

  “God, I missed you.” He breathes out as he bites down on my neck.

  I can barely think with how hard his cock is slamming into me. I squeeze my eyes shut, but Sawyer yells at me. “Fucking look at me!”

  I open my eyes and look at him. He’s breathing hard, and sweat is forming around his forehead. “You’re going to cum all over my dick.” He says roughly.

  I scream through a closed mouth in agony. I need to cum so bad. He reaches down and rubs his finger over my clit as he pounds into me harder, and I completely fall apart. My pussy pulsates around him, and he scrunches his face and growls out as he finishes.

  Neither one of us moves or speaks as we try to calm our breathing. Sawyer cups my face and places gentle kisses on my lips. He finally grabs some tissue off the desk and pulls out of me, soaking up his cum that still is leaking all down my legs. I can’t seem to care right now though.

  “We need to talk.” He whispers to me.

  He kisses my lips again. I pull back slightly. “Oh? Now you want to talk?”

  He grunts and grabs my hip harder. “You’re the one who ran out and then wouldn’t return any of my calls or texts.”

  Fuck. I hate when he’s right.

  I push at his chest and stand from the desk. “I gave you your chance to talk. You gave me your answer.”

  Sawyer looks at me angrily. “I didn’t want you to leave!” He shouts.

  “Why would I stay?” I shout back at him. “You got what you came for already.”

  He puffs out his chest more. “Hey! Don’t put words in my mouth!”

  I place a hand on my hip. “You don’t really give me a choice when I ask you a simple question and you just stare at me with your mouth hanging open.”

  “There was nothing simple about it.” He grits back.

  “Oh really? Because I got your answer loud and clear!” I yell back.

  “I was fucking scared!” Sawyer roars. His voice echoes off the walls, freezing me in place.

  Then his eyes soften toward me and his voice lowers to almost a whisper. “You don’t think I’m scared too? I’m fucking terrified. Terrified that now that I know what it feels like to have you, you might not stay. Terrified that everything you’ve been saying to my face was true. That you really hate me. That it was only about the sex. Terrified that I wasn’t good enough for you. I didn’t want to mess it up.”

  He reaches forward and brushes his hand across my cheek. “Because Blake, I’d rather have some of you than none of you at all.”

  I stand speechless for a moment. I’m too stunned to speak. I swallow hard. “Where does that leave us?” I ask quietly.

  Sawyer runs a hand down his face. “I don’t know.”

  I nod and turn away. Sawyer grabs my arm and turns me back around. “No! Fuck no! You don’t get to just run and hide again! I’ve never done anything like this before! I don’t know what the fuck I’m doing!”

  I feel tears pricking my eyes. My emotions are running wild. “Exactly! I can’t trust you!”

  Sawyer stares back at me madder than before. “Don’t fucking pretend this has anything to do with me! You’re fucking scared Blake! Enough of this bullshit! You talk about me not being able to talk about things. Take a look at yourself! You haven’t once told me what you want!” He shouts.

  “What do you want me to say?” I scream. “That I had a shitty mom who messed me up in the head and now I don’t know how to trust people?”

  He steps closer to me and pins me back up against the wall. “Tell me something! Anything Blake! Instead of just fucking hiding away like you always do! Tell me what you’re feeling!” He shouts back.

  I feel a tear slide down my cheek. “I-...I-...” I try to find my words.

  Sawyer leans his forehead up against mine and wipes the tear to the side. “You what, Blake?” His voice rumbles quietly between us.

  “I lo-.” I’m cut off by the office door opening
up.

  “Hey, sweetie, you got a sec-.” My eyes connect with my dad’s staring back at me. He looks at Sawyer pressed up against me, and his eyes widen. “What’s going on here?”

  Out of instinct, I push Sawyer back off of me, and he does not look happy about that. “Dad.” I say as I walk toward him.

  “What are you doing with him?” He spits out the words.

  “Nothing!” I shout. “It wasn’t anything.”

  Sawyer walks toward me. “The fuck it wasn’t!” He shouts.

  My dad yells back at him. “You stay away from her!”

  Sawyer takes a deep breath. “With all due respect sir, I’m not going to do that unless she asks me to.”

  I stare back into his eyes, and my heart beats faster. I feel more tears pooling in my eyes. My dad looks at me concerned. “Can we talk alone?” He says.

  He turns and I follow him out of the office, but Sawyer follows behind. My dad whips around and stares at me. “What do you think you’re doing? Being with a man like him? You know that’s not going to end well!”

  “It didn’t mean anything!” I cry.

  “Bullshit!” Sawyer shouts again.

  My dad just pretends he’s not there. “You know guys like that only care about themselves. He doesn’t know how to take care of you. Don’t fool yourself into thinking his feelings for you are real.”

  Sawyer remains quiet then, which is so unlike him, so I turn and look at him. That’s when I see it. The fear in his eyes. The fear of not being good enough. The fear that he is unworthy of love. The fear of rejection. My heart breaks fully open to him.

  I stare back at him, my head and my heart at war with each other. The longer we stare at each other, the angier Sawyer becomes. His breathing picks up, and he stares so intensely back at me. “Finish what you were going to say Blake.” He grits out.

  More tears run down my cheeks. I glance back over to my dad, and he seems to sense that we need a minute, so he slowly walks away. I look back toward Sawyer who hasn’t looked away from me once. “Finish.” He steps forward. “What.” Another step. “You.” Step. “Were.” Step. “Going.” Step. “To.” Step. “Say.”

  He stops inches from me. His eyes pool with emotion. So much so that I know everyone is wrong about him, including myself. He doesn’t put on this show and play these games to be an arrogant asshole. He does it to protect himself from getting hurt. The same way I do. He has no idea how a real relationship is supposed to work. How could he? How could I? All I know is that I want him. Every part of him. I don’t want to be scared. I don’t want to hide away. I want to give him everything.

  “I love you.” I whisper, laying it all on the line. No going back now.

  Sawyer sucks in a breath and stares back at me with wide eyes like he doesn’t believe the words that just came out of my mouth. “What?” He breathes out with a confused smile.

  I smirk back at him and then bite my bottom lip. “I said I love you.” I say in a sassy tone.

  “I fucking heard you.” He exhales with a smirk of his own. Then I am pulled to his body so hard that everything slams against him. He slams his mouth to mine, and he holds me so close that it feels like I am melting into him.

  He pulls back and cups my face with both hands. “I love you too.”

  Now it’s my turn to look at him in shock. Never in a million years would I ever have thought I’d hear Sawyer say those words to anyone, let alone me. “Are you sure?” I ask.

  He grins ear to ear. “No fucking way!”

  I laugh. “Good! Me either!”

  He laughs and smashes his mouth back to mine again, picks me up, and spins me around. I kick my feet back in the air in pure bliss. He sets me back down, and I smile at him. “I need to go talk to my dad.”

  Sawyer cringes. “What are you going to tell him?”

  I sigh. “I don’t know. How exactly are we doing this?”

  Sawyer shrugs. “I don’t have any more experience than you do.”

  I smirk back. “Well, since neither one of us knows what the fuck we’re doing, we can do this however we want.”

  Sawyer grins. “Can I grab your ass at the office?”

  I laugh. “Oh, so you want the office to know all our business then?”

  He leans down and kisses my lips. “Fuck yes. All these fuckers can fuck off around you. It drives me crazy the way they swarm around you.”

  I laugh and lean up and place a kiss on his lips. “As if, you’re the biggest cock blocker out there.”

  He smiles. “Then tell me why I am still constantly fighting off all these different guys.”

  I purse my lips to the side, trying to hide a smile. “Because you’re fucking hot when you’re jealous.”

  Sawyer’s eyes heat looking back at me. “You fucking little brat. You were doing it on purpose?”

  “Yup!” I say, and then I laugh and turn and run over to the elevator before he can stop me.

  “You’re going to pay for that!” He calls out after me.

  The elevator doors close, and I touch my fingers to my lips and smile. This is not the fucking way I thought today was going to go. I take a deep breath before I enter my dad’s office.

  He looks up at me from his desk and gives me a half smile, still looking concerned. “So?” He asks.

  “So.” I say as I sigh and plop down on the chair across from him.

  My dad’s eyes sofen. “You know I just want what’s best for you right?”

  “I love him, dad.” I say softly.

  My dad blows out a breath. “I know. I figured that part out. That's why I left.”

  I raise an eyebrow at him. “Oh?”

  He leans forward and reaches across the desk and squeezes my hand. “I saw in your eyes that you weren’t sure about Sawyer, so at first I thought you were hesitant because of who he is, but then I realized it wasn’t him you were unsure of. It was yourself.”

  “Myself?” I repeat back, confused.

  He nods. “You were too scared to trust anyone. You have been ever since your mom left.” He sounds sad and looks down.

  I squeeze his hand back to reassure him. “I don’t know if this is going to turn out good.”

  My dad smiles back. “You never do. It’s what makes it so wonderful. After everything we’ve been through, I don’t for a second regret ever loving your mom.”

  I feel tears pricking my eyes again. My dad pats my hand “And so even though I can’t comprehend what you see in that asshole.” He pauses, and I give him a glare back. He laughs. “Sorry, I mean even though I don’t see what you see in that man, I want you to be happy.”

  I laugh. “I’m sure he’ll win you over. He has this magical, charming power about him.”

  My dad laughs too. “I’ll try to keep an open mind. I mean, fuck, if his children are going to be running the family business one day, I don’t really have a choice but to be friendly.”

  I laugh harder and stand and give him a kiss on the cheek. “Getting a little ahead of yourself there dad. We haven’t even officially started dating yet, but I appreciate your support.”

  I walk out of the office and find Sawyer leaning against the wall. He lifts his eyebrows in question as if to say how did it go?

  I walk up to him and wrap my arms around his neck. He bites his lip. “Well, if I knew you were going to be this handsy, I would have started this a long time ago.”

  I lean my head back and laugh. Then I lean forward and kiss his lips. “Too bad it’s the beginning of the day. I gotta get back to work.”

  He smiles at me. “I’m just going to have a quick chat with the big bossman.”

  I raise my eyebrows in surprise. “You don’t have to do that.”

  “Yes, I do.” He says back.

  I laugh. “Jesus Saw, you aren’t proposing. You don’t need daddy’s permission to date me.”

  Sawyer walks toward the door anyway. “Oh, so we’re dating now?”

  I cross my arms over my chest. “Apparently not yet. You
have to go ask permission first.” I joke as I step forward and run my hand up his chest.

  He pushes me back. “No more dick for you until I have it too.”

  I laugh harder. “Oh fuck. You better bring your best game then. I’m not giving up your cock.”

  He groans and leans down and whispers in my ear. “I can’t wait to bring you home tonight.” Shivers run down my spine, and then he steps back again and disappears into my dad’s office. Let’s just say there was no shortage of Sawyer’s cock when we got home.

  ◆◆◆

  Sawyer

  “I can’t wait to bring you home tonight.” I say back to Blake. Fuck, I want her right now. How is that even possible? I just fucked her. This woman drives me insane.

  She gives me one her sexy as fuck smiles, and I turn around and face her dad’s office. Fuck, I’m nervous. What’s up with that? I don’t get nervous. C’mon dude, pull it together.

  I knock lightly and then push the door open. Please God, let this go smoothly. It won’t make a difference either way. I’m not fucking giving her up, but her dad is important to her. Hmm… Maybe I should make her ask Chip for permission to date me. Just for fun.

  My thoughts are cut short when her dad’s eyes meet mine. Oh fuck. He is not happy about this. I try clearing my throat, but it still feels dry as fuck. “Sir.” I manage to get out.

  “Sit.” His voice is stern.

  I try swallowing again. I really fucked myself here. Why did I have to act like such a fucking tool all this time?

  I give him a half smile as I sit across from him. “So.” He sighs and leans forward on his desk.

  I am still trying to figure out the best way to handle this, so I stay silent and let him continue.

  “So you and Blake.”

  That’s all he says. Fuck.

  “Yes. Me and Blake.” I say back. I like the way that sounds. Her name together with mine.

  He sighs again, and I realize I need to man the fuck up already. “I really care about her. I know what you think of me, and honestly, you’re not wrong about most of it, but I’m going to do my best to figure this out with her. She’s unlike anyone I’ve ever met before. I knew from the moment she gave me her sassy attitude that I needed her in my life. It just took me too fucking long to figure out in what way.”