by Nikki Bella
We moved rhythmically until she pushed me down and got down on top of me, riding me while I lay back and enjoyed the view of her bouncing breasts and her face twisted in utter ecstasy- I could feel a tightening sensation and I knew I was close. I reached up and kissed her, tasting her lips as I came inside her and she arched her back and threw her head to look up at the ceiling as she spasmed on top of me. I reached out and let her boobs fill my hands as she continued to orgasm and she almost screamed out loud before she fell off me, exhausted and said, “You’re going to kill me, Nathaniel Dunlow, if you ever make me come like that again.” I reached over and massaged her swollen clit as she writhed and moaned, “No, please- I’ll die.” I laughed and said, “I’ll stop if you really want me to,” I waited for her to respond and she finally groaned and said, “No- I don’t want you to stop.” I smiled and continued to massage the clit and solely, I bent down so I could flick it with my tongue. She knotted her fingers in my hair and pushed my face down towards her pussy as she opened her legs wide again, presenting her wet lips for me to taste and play with. I ran my tongue between them and took one in my mouth, pulling on it gently- Alexis stuffed her knuckles into her mouth from screaming so loud the driver would come rushing back to see what was happening.
Triumphant, Alexis got off me, sweating, nevertheless still wearing a look of deep satisfaction as if she had taken a charge over me, well not today.
Still reeling from what had gone down a few seconds ago, I roll down the window for a second time tonight and tell the driver to drive to my place now.
I look over to Alexis who just some time ago was protesting about not wanting to do anything, now seemed pretty content with spending the night with me. She pulled on her dress as I pulled my pants and shirt back on. She picked up her panties off the car floor and stuffed them into my pocket, winking as she did so.
Time for part two, this time, I’ll be in charge, I think to myself as the car raced into the night.
Chapter 26
Alexis
Well, what do you think of me now, Mr. Dunlow? I think to myself after a harrowing fifteen minutes of some deep intense car sex.
Still trying to make head and tail of what just had happened, the car skidded to a halt and Dunlow pulls open the door and literally drags me out, with me just getting a second to grab my bag and coat which I had flung away carelessly after jumping onto Dunlow.
The doorkeeper greets Dunlow, who he barely acknowledges and hurries up to the elevator and pushes the button to the penthouse.
Will I be sleeping over?
Will this mean I will have to change my job keeping in mind the whole workplace relationship aspect?
Was I going to be in a relationship with Dunlow?
This and a million other things were racing through my head as we reached his floor and he started fumbling around for his keys in jacket’s pocket.
He eventually found them and pushed the door open, his hand still holding mine as he banged the door shut behind him and ripped open his half buttoned up shirt that he had hastily buttoned in the car.
Kicking open the bedroom door, he threw me on the bed with urgency as if he hadn’t just made out in the car a few minutes ago.
Nathaniel pushed me against the polished wooden surface and whispered, “Do you want me to kiss you?” I craned my neck so he could reach my lips but he said, “Say it,” I nodded and he said, “Say you want me.”
I moaned, “I want you- I want you- I want you.” His eyes glinted and in a swift motion, he pulled off his pants and threw them across the room, and then he licked down the length of my neck. I started to unbutton his shirt, but he held my hands and pushed them up over my head, pinning me like that. I opened my mouth to protest but he started to kiss me fiercely and I felt his tongue push into my mouth and I greeted it with mine.
He let go of my hands and slid his down my back where he found my zipper and undid it, sliding my dress off my shoulders and off my waist until it slid off completely and fell to the floor. He stood back and gazed at me completely naked before him, his eyes traveling down my body and back up. When he pressed himself against me again, I felt something hard push up between my legs as his hands held my waist and moved upwards until he was cupping my breasts in his large hands. I felt goose bumps rise on every inch of skin he touched and his hands travelled to my back again, this time sliding down to my ass as he caressed it. He slid them back up and slowly, he cupped my breasts again, squeezing them before he let go and stepped back again and looked at my large breasts as they lay exposed to his gaze and my nipples hardened as his eyes travelled hungrily over them. He leaned close and whispered, “Are you wet?” I nodded, holding my breath, and he said, as he rolled his thumbs over my nipples and I bit my lip, “I want you to check.” I looked him straight in the eye as I slowly reached between my legs and ran my finger between my wet labia, gathering the sticky liquid on my fingertip and pulling it back out to show him. He took the finger in his mouth and sucked on it, licking his lips when he was done.
He now reached between my thighs and rubbed my clit- I gasped- and then he too slid his finger between the lips and gathered some more of the wetness on his finger tip. He then pushed the finger into my mouth and said, “Suck.” I did as he said and tasted myself, after which he pulled his finger out of my mouth and pushed his tongue in again. While he kissed me his hands went down my ass again and in a sudden swift motion, he picked me up, my breasts were now mere centimeters away from his face, and he carried me over to the bed. He sat on the edge and he set me down right in front of him. He held me by the waist and pulled me towards him so that I was straddling him, and then he ran his tongue across my breasts. I threw back my head and moaned loudly as he took my nipples between his lips and pulled on them. “My god, you’re so beautiful,” he gasped between kissing and licking every inch of skin he could reach, and I moved on top of him, feeling his hard-on through the fabric of his pants against my bare skin.
Chapter 27
Nathaniel
I picked her up and turned around, throwing her on the bed. I stood between her open legs now, and I looked down at her, naked and submissive before me, waiting for me. She was stunning- everything about her, from her large full breasts to her narrow waist and rounded hips; the way she bit her lip or threw her head back, and the way she was looking at me right then with her head expectantly tilted to one side.
I unbuttoned my shirt and slowly slipped off my boxers, greeted by the massive erection she had given me. She sat up and moved my hand away slowly pulling down my boxers for me- once they were off, she looked up at me with her big green eyes and held it with both her hands, moving closer and closer to it until, still meeting my gaze, she gently kissed the tip. I could feel my blood rushing as she kissed it again, and again, and again, covering its entire length with soft kisses, and then, slowly licking it. It was my turn to inhale sharply as her warm mouth closed over my hard dick and she started to take the whole thing in, sliding it in and out, slowly at first, but soon gathering speed. I looked at her- at her mouth closed over me, at her breasts bobbing up and down with the rest of her body, at her hair long swinging forward and gently touching my skin- I closed my eyes; I must be in heaven.
Exhausted, we rolled over and before we knew it we were both asleep.
The night had been worth it.
First the car and then the bedroom and all I could say after this was, I had not been wrong.
The pencil skirts and her button down shirts had started to drive me insane at work.
Every working moment I would spend imagining what was under it, tonight I got to explore each and every inch of it and it had been worth the wait.
I look to my left where an exhausted Alexis was snoring lightly under the silk bed covers, her one arm hanging off the edge of the bed.
Suddenly she started mumbling, but a few seconds of mumbo jumbo she went back to her sleep without a thought in the world.
Still reeling from the night, I get up
from the bed so as to not disturb her and went to kitchen to get a glass of water.
I stare at the New York skyline where the sun was slightly breaking, thanking my lucky stars that I had made it far enough to see this every morning.
The thought of waking up to see dirty brick walls out of the tiny apartment building we called home back in Detroit, made me think of my mother and father and all they had done to bring me up, so I could wake up to this instead of morning screaming from the next door apartments.
Shaking my head I make my way back to the bedroom where Alexis was stirring under the bed covers.
Waking up, she took a look around, finally finding me standing in the doorway.
“Here”, I say to her as I hand her a glass of water.
I climb on to the bed and lie down and heave a huge sigh of relief.
Alexis’s hands creeps around my hair and I turn to look at her, damnnnnnn this woman looked good even with her makeup removed and a messy head.
“I need a couple of hours of sleep, too many meetings tomorrow,” I say to her as she gives me one of those sexy sleepy smiles that made me rethink my decision of taking a short break to sleep.
Without a word, she turns on her side and goes to sleep.
I turn to the other side and try to catch some sleep too before I had an entire day filled with Arthur trying to get me to attend one boring meeting after the other.
It was going to be one hell of a long day, if only I could get this woman out of my head, it would go a whole lot faster and better.
A few hours later, my phone ringing on the edge of my bed woke me up again, who was calling me in the middle of the night.
Wait, it wasn’t the middle of the night, it was almost dawn.
I look around for it and before I could find it an answer it, it stops ringing.
Should I make the effort of finding it and see what was so important?
Probably not.
Must be Arthur reminding me about some meeting tomorrow.
That old man, can’t sleep himself, won’t let me sleep either.
Annoyed I pulled on the covers and went back to sleep.
Alexis
Somewhere in the far distant I could hear the faint ringing of my phone.
Groggily I wake up and try to make some sense of where I was. This was definitely not my bed.
It was much larger and positioned at an odd angel with the windows on the right rather than my left.
Also, the sheets felt a thousand times softer and more welcoming than mine.
Unless I counted the ones my mum had given me and I had worn them down with washes and using them over the years.
With the room still in half darkness and me being barely being t make out where I was going I get out of the bed to the sound of my phone ringing.
My foot pushes against what could possibly be my purse, tangled up with my blouse.
Still half asleep< I rummage through my purse to stop my morning alarm from ringing.
A sound from the bed startled me, as I turned around to see a huge mound moving under the bed covers.
Dunlow.
Last night events flooded to my head as I watched the sleeping body of Dunlow breathe and move under the covers.
It had been one hell of a night.
Even though I did not have that much to drink, I felt as I was waking up after a long night of drinking at frat party.
Although, the frat parties rarely ended with me being in bed, of an extremely rich and incredibly good looking person.
I slowly pick up my stuff from around the room, where Dunlow had thrown is away with such carelessness as if I would never need those clothes again.
Well pal, some of us can’t afford to wear a new Gucci suit every day.
“Are you leaving?” Dunlow’s sleepy voice emerged from the bed.
Damnnn that raspy, sleepy voice. I had a weak spot for men with that incredible sexy sleeping voice that men had.
I nod and find my other shoe which was hiding under Dunlow’s pants that was taken off while trying to get into mine.
“I will have Neil take you home,” he said reaching for his bedside phone.
I turn on my heel and make way into the sitting lounge where an incredible view of the New York skyline at six in the morning was mesmerizing and breathtaking at the same time.
New York mornings were a whole different world from the pent house.
Down below in the rush hour traffic, the morning was something else, with people rushing about to get to their work, typing away on their little phones which had become such an important part of them, without taking a second to glance around and see what was happening around them.
I break myself away from these thoughts as I look down at my phone that was buzzing in my hand.
Text from Jess.
“Any plans for coming back home?”
I shake my head and make my way for the door.
Below the city of New York was just waking up with the first risers, going about their daily day.
“Miss Strope?” an elderly man dressed as a chauffeur inquired.
I nod and he opened the door to the back seat where Dunlow and I had spent quite some time being driven around the city of New York while having some very heated back seat sex.
Still exhausted from last night, the car stopped in front of my apartment building and I stepped out and noticing for the first time, the ache in my legs.
God this was going to be one long day as I made my way inside.
The walk of shame I was dreading I would have to encounter, thankfully never came about as no one was there in the elevator when I pushed it to my floor.
This is what you get when you live in a building full of budding actors and writers, no one gets up before twelve here.
I look around for my key, remembering that Jess had locked the door last night and I had forgotten to take mine.
Sighing, I banged on the door.
Wearing a Cheshire grin, Jess opened the door and before I could even drop in the stuff in my hands, she asked the question that she had been dying to ask.
“So how was it? And are you planning to make this a regular thing cause I need to know?” she rambled on.
“Right now all you need to know is I need a shower and that I am getting late for work.” I say to a disappointed Jess who was looking for all the kinky details.
I turn the shower and step into, jolting myself awake with my thoughts drifting away to Dunlow.
I quickly dress and make my hair and face to see Jess standing in the kitchen still hoping I would fill her in.
“Need some breakfast?” she said pointing towards the pancakes she had made this morning.
“Can’t. I’m already late”, I say to her as I rush out to catch a cab to work.
I get in the usual New York morning traffic. If only I had left a bit earlier or had not slept over.
I rush in, as soon as the cab halts to a stop in front of the large glass building od Dunlow towers, half hoping that Mike Hadderly had not come in yet. But when has that guy ever been late in his life.
I walk into the eighth floor office to find Mike talking to his secretary. He gives me a look of disapproving, a first for both of us as I sit down to catch my breath.
“I want you sit in on the lunch with Zane today,” Mike addresses me.
“They have been a long time partner of ours and its time you started with some of our older ones. At some point you will need to start managing them on your own,” he adds.
I shake my head and turn my head so I could start with the already large pile of files that had started collecting on my table.
This day needs to end already.
Chapter 28
Nathaniel
From the minute I had stepped into the office, all I had done was attend meeting after meeting and it didn’t look like it was going to stop anytime soon.
At 3 I called Stacy to get me something to eat; exhausted I sprawled on the couch and didn’t move un
til I heard her knocking on the door.
“Mike met Zane today, he wanted you to know if there are any other changes you were thinking of making to their accounts?” Stacy asked, settling down a plate with my lunch on it.
”Just ask Mike to handle it, I have got enough on my plate as it is”, I say as I attack my sandwich.
Stacy walks out as I devour the rest of sandwich in less than a minute and lay back down again.
I wonder what Alexis is up to.
I call up to the eight floor where Mike’s secretary picks up.
“Send Ms. Strope downstairs”, I say.
The feeling of wanting her, so badly started creeping in again. I was just screwing her a few hours ago.
Control yourself Dunlow.
Ten minutes later, Alexis walked in, dressed in black from head to toe.
While she was talking, what I assume was about her meeting today, all I could do was nod and shake and give the occasional grunt in reply to her, while trying to imagine her from last night.
