by Audrey Storm
“If that was all I wanted I would have bent my secretary over my desk a long time ago. God knows she has been begging for it,” he said in a soft voice. “But Alana Rivers. I. Want. You.” He was whispering as he paused after every word to stress just how serious he was.
“No you don’t,” she said in a soft voice. She could feel her eyes welling up.
“Why don’t you think I want you? After all these years?” he asked as he pinned her against the wall.
“I have seen the kind of women you are normally with and they are most definitely nothing like me, D’Angelo. I can’t do this…” she never got a chance to finish what she was saying. He lowered his head and kissed her deeply, his tongue seeking hers out. She moaned into his mouth as his hand ran down her body gently brushing against her breast.
“Tell me that was not what you wanted me to do,” Stefan whispered when he pulled away. She had her eyes closed as he held her waist with one hand and the other hand was resting gently on her breast. She knew that he could feel her nipple getting hard against his palm.
“But I am not the kind of woman you normally…” she started before she shrugged.
“I couldn’t have the woman I wanted so I needed a placeholder,” Stefan said. “Sometimes more than one.”
She shook her head and he looked into her eyes.
“I can’t do this, Stefan. You need to go.” She pulled away from him and walked to the door.
Stefan forced out a laugh before he walked up to where she was.
“When you finally realize that I am not pulling your leg, that I actually need you in my life, you know where to find me,” he said in a soft voice. He held her cheek and lowered his head to kiss her other cheek. “I will never get tired of waiting, Alana.”
He walked out and she gently closed the door, her heart pounding in her chest.
Chapter 4
“What is wrong with you, Rivers?” she thought as she sat on the armrest of her couch.
Her heart was racing and she just couldn’t understand why she was acting the way she was. It was almost like she had a devil and an angel on either shoulder urging her on. She grabbed her phone and quickly dialed Stefan’s number.
“Missed me already?” he asked when he picked up.
“Come back,” she said.
“I’m sorry?” he sounded as surprised as ever.
“Come back to my apartment,” she said before she hung up.
She was breathing hard and deep as she waited for the door to open. She had not thought up to the point where he walked back into the apartment. All she knew was that she had a lot to say and she wanted to be able to say it or at least hear what he had in mind. Her heart skipped a beat when she heard a knock on the door.
“It’s open,” she managed to say in a soft voice.
Stefan walked back into the apartment and gently closed the door.
“Well, I’m here,” he said and she nodded.
“Why me?” she asked and he raised an eyebrow over the other.
“What?” he asked and he gently ran her fingers through her curls.
“Why do you want me?” she asked again. “Because in high school you had all the cheerleaders mooning after you and I see the tabloids…the women you pose with…models and actresses…”
There was a tear rolling down her cheek.
“I am nothing like them. They are…” “Plastic. Unreal,” Stefan said, cutting her short.
“I was going to say perfect,” Alana whispered but he shook his head.
“They are not. But you are,” he said as he slowly began walking towards her. Every step he took that brought him closer to her made her heart beat harder and louder. When he got to where she was, he held her face in his hands before he gently used his thumb to wipe off the single tear that had stained her left cheek.
“You are my ideal woman, Alana. You have always been my ideal woman.” She was slowly backing up against the door and he followed her before standing right in front of her. She gasped silently when she leaned against the wall and he gently ran a hand down one side of her body. “Your body…your curves….” He kissed her cheek gently.
“Your skin.”
She closed her eyes as he traced his lips down to her neck.
“Your curves.”
One of his hands were cupping her well rounded ass and the other was on her breast
“Everything about you drives me wild, Alana,” he said in a whisper as he slowly pulled her top up, slowly untucking it from her pants. “Tell me I didn’t wait this long for nothing.”
Her lips were slightly parted but she just couldn’t talk. Her vocal chords were failing her but every fiber of her being wanted him. She never stopped him or even uttered a word of deterrence when he began to slowly unbutton her blouse. When he finally undid the last button, he gently pushed it off her shoulders and then went on to unbutton her pants. He held the back of her neck and kissed her slowly, working his way down to her cleavage and then lower to her stomach. She closed her eyes as she felt him working his tongue lower and lower until he pulled her panties off.
“Wait…” she muttered as he began flicking his tongue on her clit. Everything she had to say was suddenly gone. The only thing she could concentrate on was the way he was worshipping her cunt with his tongue. She never even realized when she stepped out of her pants and he hiked her leg up securing it under her knee. She moaned when he thrust his tongue deep inside her, tasting her silky wet depths. Her legs were a little shaky when he finally pulled away.
“You taste…delicious,” Stefan said as he pulled away from her. “I want more of you….right now.” He brought himself up and kissed her softly, deeply. Hi hand slipped round to her back and he undid the clasp of her bra in one swift move. His heart was racing as he took her hand and led her to her couch.
“Here?” she whispered and he nodded.
“Right now.” He had his arm strongly secured around her waist as he gently forced her down on the couch. Alana felt a little weird being there completely naked while he still had his clothes on. He pulled away from her and looked down at her as he undid his shirt buttons. She bit her lower lip when he finally took off his shirt. He looked exactly how she had pictured him. Her heart was racing as her eyes ran down his perfect body to the perfect V under his waist. She looked at the bulge in his pants and felt her cheeks get a little flushed. It had been so long for her that she actually had half a mind to look away when he finally took off his underwear exposing his perfectly erect cock. He gently brought himself down and kissed her again as his cock gently rubbed against her thigh.
“Stefan…” she said in a soft voice when he traced his lips down to take one of her taut nipples into his mouth. His other hand as pressing against her right breast and she was slowly arching her back, thrusting herself into him She spread her legs wider as he kissed, and licked, and sucked on her breast. She was moaning his name and purring softly as he claimed her with every kiss, every lick and every suck. By the time he finally pulled away, she was so wet and he was throbbing. He reached under him and led his cock to her entrance. She shivered and gasped when she felt the bulbous head of his cock pop into her. He slowly began to work his girth into her. “Stefan…” she moaned again as he pushed more of himself into her. A whimper escaped her throat and he pulled his length out of her.
“I don’t want to hurt you,” he whispered as he looked down at her. She spread herself even wider and shook her head.
“You are not hurting me. It’s just been a while,” she said. “Make me yours.”
Stefan didn’t need a second bidding. He was looking right into her eyes as he sunk his cock into her willing depths. She cried out when she felt him burying every inch of his cock inside her. When she first saw the bulge in his pants, she had no idea how he was going to fit himself in her but somehow, he had and what’s more, she only wanted more of him. His movement in and out of her was slow at first but he was picking up the pace as he went on. Each thrust was harder an
d deeper than the last and he knew exactly what to do to get her to submit to him. Every inch of her skin that he nibbled on, every area he kissed, every part he caressed…it was enough to drive her crazy. She was clawing at his back, her legs firmly secured around his waist pulling him deeper and deeper inside her.
“Harder,” she whispered and he buried his head in her shoulder. It was all he could do not to explode all over her insides as he began slamming his pelvis against hers. It was everything he wanted. A dream come true. The way he was fucking her, the way he was thrusting into her and the way he was holding her as he did…it was all very clear to her. He owned her. She was totally and completely his. Perhaps she had always been his and never really realized it.
“Oh fuck…Stefan!” she cried out as he went on slamming against her.
He had become like a piston, being driven by some unseen force and she loved what he was doing to her because she was suddenly pulsating, the force inside her threatening to expel him out of her wet depths.
“I’m cumming!” she announced.
“Don’t hold back,” Stefan whispered in her ear. “Cum for me, baby,” he said as he intensified his movements. Something Alana hadn’t thought possible. She suddenly cried out when she felt the pressure build up inside her. It was almost like there was a surge of energy shooting through her, making every neuron feel like it was electrically charged. She unwillingly bit on his shoulder as her orgasm ripped through her prompting his own climax. She cried out as he thrust into her hard and deep making her shiver.
“Oh shit…” she murmured as he looked at her.
“Oh shit is right,” he said before he planted a kiss on her moist forehead. “You were definitely worth the wait.”
She smiled and he slipped out of her. He settled himself next to her and cradled her. She had never felt so perfect. So complete. So…whole.
“Should I be scared?” she asked as he gently ran his hand up and down her thigh.
“Why would you ever be scared?” Stefan asked.
“I…this…it all feels too good to be true and I’m scared…I don’t want to get hurt.”
“Alana,” Stefan started as he turned her around so that he could look into her eyes. “I did not become the man you know…knew just because it was in my DNA. I told you, I couldn’t have you and I had to fill the void somehow.”
“So you…” she started as he held the side of her face. “I really want to believe you because I have been crushing on you for the longest time but…” Stefan didn’t let her finish. He couldn’t. He just kissed her, silencing her.
“It was always you, Alana,” he said when he pulled away. “Even back in high school…it has always been you.”
“Then what does this mean?” she asked as she looked at him.
“You’re mine, Alana. You’ve always been and I am yours.” He kissed her again. “All yours.”
A smile played on her lips as she grabbed a lock of her hair and pulled him down for another kiss. Maybe it was about time to bring down that wall she had put up for so long. It was time for her to be happy and this time, she knew that it was going to last.
“And to think that all this began with me being laid off,” she thought as she gently forced her tongue into his mouth, exploring the insides of his mouth. The sound she made at the back of her throat was all he needed to get in the mood again.
“Wow, again already?” Alana asked when she pulled away, his cock pressing hard against her thigh.
“Are you complaining?” he asked and she shook her head.
“Not at all,” she said as he entered her wetness again.
THE END
Unexpected Business
Unexpected Business
Part 1
Aleesha Mayfield sighed as she looked at her reflection in the Sheraton Hotel bathroom. She was usually not a black tie event person. Hell, she had never been much of a formal wear person almost all her life at least until she started working for Cole Turner. And even though she was his right hand woman, her tomboy side was still very much alive. She would have done anything to go to work in a pair of jeans and trainers…but that was not really the Tuner, Mayfield and Associates brand.
“It is all for the good of the brand,” she said to no one in particular before she walked out.
“Looking good, Aleesha,” Moira, one of the junior associates at her firm said as she walked by. Aleesha looked down at her green elbow sleeved knee length dress and red stiletto heels and smiled.
“Thanks Moira,” she said before she went ahead making small talk with the company partners. She would have done anything to just sit back and watch someone else making the rounds smiling at everyone or better still just leave altogether but she could not just up and leave. At least not for this particular party…her company’s five-year anniversary party that was such a big deal, Cole had decided to make it a two-day event. That whole idea had totally crashed her initial plan, which had been to make a ten-minute technical appearance and then go back home, slip into some comfortable pajamas and probably have some popcorn in front of the TV. Maybe some tacos. Something nice, salty and possibly even greasy.
But something didn’t quite work out in her favor. It was almost midnight and she was still at the Sheraton Hotel ballroom watching her company’s acquaintances making small talk over thousand-dollar champagne. She grabbed a glass of cranberry juice from one of the waiters and walked over to one wall. She shifted her weight and took a sip of her juice as she leaned against the wall. She kicked off one shoe and sighed silently as she stepped on the cold floor. It was a welcome relief after walking around for most of the time she had been there. She took a long deep breath as she took off her other shoe. She was still leaning against the wall looking around wondering what she was still doing there when her boss walked over to her. She looked at his glass and frowned when she saw the cider.
“Cider? Seriously?” she asked and he nodded. “Thousand dollar champagne being popped all over the place and you settle for cider?”
Cole smiled and nodded again.
“Hey, it pays to think out of the box. And you are one to talk. That’s cranberry juice, I can tell,” he said.
“I have been making small talk with the partners al night. I needed to be in tip top shape, you know,” she said, shrugging. “What about you? What’s your excuse?” she asked.
“I have been doing the same thing. You might be the COO but I am still the CEO, you know.” He took a sip of his cider. “You never know when a good deal comes knocking at your door. So, cider is my choice for the night.”
“Says the man who is worth forty million dollars,” she said.
He looked at her and shrugged.
“To the woman who helped him get there,” he said in a soft voice as he gently rubbed against her arm. She smiled and looked into his eyes. He could tell that she wanted to say something but she seemed to be tongue-tied. “You know that I did not create Turner, Mayfield & Associates all on my own.”
She shrugged as she took another sip of her juice.
“Yeah, I guess you didn’t.”
He leaned in and very subtly slipped an arm around her waist.
“By the way, you are killing me in that outfit,” he whispered.
“You look…really good too,” she said, looking at his black slim suit.
“And I wore the tie you got me for Christmas last year. I hope you noticed,” he said as he stroked the burgundy tie he had on. Aleesha rubbed her temple and smiled trying to hide the fact that she was blushing. Cole laughed. ,
“After working with me for five years? You are still modest?” he asked and she took another sip of her juice.
“We are at a company function, Mr. Turner,” she said.
“And all I can think of doing is whisking you away so that I can take that dress off,” he whispered making her blush even more. A smile played on his lips. He loved how cute she looked when she blushed. His gaze dropped to her feet and frowned.
“I’m stil
l wondering how you hacked the entire afternoon on those.” He gestured at her shoes and she shook her head.
“In all fairness, I had every intention of leaving the party ten minutes in.”
“Oh, the whole technical appearance thing, huh?”
She smiled and shrugged.
“Well, we have to be back here tomorrow anyway. I was thinking I should just save the whole full function appearance for that? Plus I have to pee every five minutes for some reason. It kind of reminds me of my sister when she was expectant.”
“It’s the cranberry juice,” he pointed out and she raised an eyebrow over the other.
“What?” she asked.
“The cranberry juice. You do know that it is a natural diuretic, right?” he asked as he looked at her. She sighed.
“My doctor told me it was good for my…pipes,” she said.
“And what did you think he meant by that?” Cole asked.
Cole smiled at her and then laughed.
Aleesha shrugged and shifted her weight again. Cole frowned.
“Are you alright? You look a little uncomfortable,” he said and she shrugged.
“I’m fine,” she said sighing.
“No.” Cole was shaking his head. “I’m taking you home.”
“You don’t have to,” she said as she balanced her weight on the wall to put her shoes back on.
“You have been on your feet for hours in heels.” Cole too her glass from her. “And that is in addition to the fact that you spent the better part of the last two days here making sure everything is up to par.”
“I was just doing my job.”
“Well the fact is Aleesha, that you did too god of a job and you need to rest up for tomorrow.” He looked into her eyes. “Remember that time you had to spend a couple of nights in hospital because of fatigue?” She nodded reluctantly. “Don’t you think that maybe it’s time to take a break?”
“But we still have to…” she started and he took her glass from her. He waved a waiter over and placed the two half full glasses on his tray.
