“Mr. Schneider, I was expecting you much earlier. Please, have a seat.”
“Yes, I’m sorry Mr. Westbrook. I had a meeting across town.”
I look at him for a moment and arch an eyebrow. It was obvious he was the one forcing Natalie to lie for him. I sigh and lean back in my chair. “Mr. Schneider, I was looking at the projects we had talked about and I still have not seen any progress being made.”
Barney anxiously wang his hands in his lap and looked squeamish as I stare at him. “I was actually going to ask Natalie about that.”
I narrow my eyes on him. If he thought I was going to accept the fact that he was trying to make my Natalie look bad, he had another thing coming. “Natalie has been nothing but on top of things since I got here.”
His eyes meet mine and I could see a bead of sweat forming on his forehead. I shake my head in disappointment and lean my forearms on the desk, folding my hands in front of me .I pause for a moment before continuing.
“I’m going to be direct and get to the point, Mr. Schneider. I understand you have been working for Westbrook for quite some time, so you will be severely compensated for your time. But I have to say that I expected more from you. I’m sorry to say this, but you will no longer be employed by Westbrook, Mr. Schneider. Your discharge is effective immediately.”
“But, Mr. Westbrook, I have a family, grandchildren, my wife...”
“You mean ex-wife?” His eyes grew big as he realizes he’d been caught in another lie. “Believe me Mr. Schneider that I lament that I had to do this to you, but in all honesty, you should have thought about them earlier. I gave you an opportunity and you didn’t know what to do with it.” I stand up and head for the door. “I appreciate your time, Mr. Schneider.”
He sits here staring at me and I know I was being a cold bastard, but let’s be honest, the guy was barely doing the job. He comes in late, is never around when he is needed, and now he wants to put the blame on others. Besides, he is going to be significantly compensated for all his years working for my father. The sum of the check I was about to cut was more than enough to carry him for the rest of the year and well into next. I wait patiently by the door as he finally makes his way out. His shoulders slump down as he walks past me. He doesn’t say a word, just heads for the HR office down the hall. I wonder what he would say to Natalie and how she would handle it.
I wait a few minutes and with that excuse in mind, I wander down the hall to see her again. As I approach the office I was unprepared for the sight before me. Natalie was bent over, one leg propped up in the air as she reaches for something behind her desk. I stood there, quietly assessing the situation. My cock was throbbing and my mouth was salivating as I took in her tight derriere swinging back and forth as her skirt rose inappropriately up her thighs, revealing soft white flesh. In that moment, I wanted to throw business propriety out the window and I wanted to get down on my knees, lift that skirt, and lick at her exposed flesh until I found the juicy treasure she kept hidden.
I don’t know why I did it. Okay, maybe I do. But I just couldn’t resist. I slowly walk up behind her and place my hands on her hips. I hear her soft gasp and she immediately shoots up, causing her ass to press against my arousal. She turns her head towards me, her shoulder raised sexily and her hands press on the desk while she remains slightly bent forward.
“Mr. Westbrook?” she whispers huskily.
With my hands finally on her sultry body, I couldn’t hold back any longer and I bend forward and run my nose against her neck, breathing in her coconutty scent. My cock swells as I feel her shiver against me. “Hmm,” I hum in response.
“You really shouldn’t be doing this,” she whispers breathlessly, and I know I have gotten to her.
My hands grip her hips as I push up against the crevice of those plush globes and she whimpers. Her hands fly to my mine, which were now running up her bare thighs, searching for the hem of her skirt. I slowly start to lift it as she pushes down on my hands.
“Mr. Westbrook, please,” she whispers again, sounding slightly more alarmed.
Her voice snaps me out of the trance she has me in, and I immediately drop my hands. I don’t step away from her, though. We stand there for what seems like hours, but are only a few short minutes. Our rough ragged breaths match, and when she leans back against me, I can’t help but to wrap my arms around her waist and dip my head into her neck.
“What have you done to me, Miss Empire? You’ve got me acting like an adolescent fool.”
Her hands slide across my forearms and she sighs. “I...I don’t think this is right.”
I growl and lick her neck. She gasps, but slightly tilts her head, giving me access to her sensitive skin. I place a small kiss on her collarbone and smile. “I’m going to leave now, Miss Empire. Mostly, because if I don’t I’m going to bend you over this desk, lift up this tempting skirt and find out how wet and ready you really are for me.”
She bites her lip and I could feel the gush of precum in my pants as I stare at her. I gain some control and reluctantly, I step away from her. She turns around and looks at me. Her hands still on the desk behind her, and she looks so fucking enticing that I nearly jump her right there and then. Her cheeks flush a bright pink that runs down to the slight plunge of her neckline. To say that I was hard was an understatement. I was beyond hard. I was consumed with an overpowering need for her. I needed to get the fuck away from her, and quickly, or I was going to do something that was going to jeopardize her integrity and probably land me in deep shit.
Without another word I turn and leave her there. I run away like a fucking coward.
NATALIE
I stare at his retreating back, my breathing still ragged, my body still thrumming from his unprecedented sensual attack. I press a shaking hand to my chest and manage to find a seat. My knees were trembling and were going to give out one me at any moment.
I continue to stare at the open door, the voices of employees resound through the hallway. After a little while, I hear a few of them saying goodbye and wishing others a great weekend. Yet still I sit there, my mind completely numb.
My thoughts keep drifting to the feel of his hands on my body and his arousal pressed against me. How I wish he would have pushed me up against the desk and ravaged me. I so needed a ravaging. But he was my boss, shit, he had just given me a promotion and policy stated there was to be no fraternizing with superiors. And he was definitely my superior, in every way. I need to be careful, we both did. I hadn’t told Mack, but Barney had barged in earlier and let me know he was going to the Unemployment office to let them know that I had seduced Mr. Westbrook into giving me his job. It was pointless to entertain his snide remarks so I ignored his comments, but deep down I knew he wasn’t going to let it go so easily.
I look at my phone and it read six o’clock. Grabbing my purse and my coat, I lock the office and made my way to the elevator. As I stand there, I feel a familiar, intense presence at my back. I close my eyes and beg the heavens that it wasn’t him, but of course it was of no use. He stands beside me, his hand brushing softly against mine. Electric shivers run up my body and I take in a deep shaky breath.
“Heading home.”
I nod, but didn’t answer. The elevator doors open and he steps aside to let me on first. As soon as the doors closes he turns to me. “I’m sorry.”
It take a second, but I turn and meet his eyes. “I don’t know what to say to you. I’d rather not talk about it.”
“Please don’t do that, Natalie. Tell me anything, say anything, but don’t stop talking to me.” He brushes a finger across my cheek and I could feel myself heat up. My body was instantly responding to his and I wasn’t sure what to do with that feeling. “I couldn’t bear if you ignored me,” he whispered. The anguish was clear in his tone.
I look back at the doors, the numbers slowly going down. We were on the twentieth floor and I swear we must have gotten on the slowest elevator in New York City. “I’m not going to stop talking to you
, I just…”
“I know what I did was wrong by all company standards. But goddammit I couldn’t help myself. You’re so damn beautiful, Natalie. I’ve never been near a woman so perfect.”
I feel the blush tinge my cheeks and my heart starts to flutter. “Even so… someone could have seen us. It should never happen again.”
I watch him nod and he faces the door. The electricity in the small space was palpable, and I could feel his heat penetrating through my body.
“Oh, fuck it!”
He slams the button on the wall, bringing the elevator to a complete stop. He turns to me, his eyes full of hunger, a look that makes my panties dampen and my nipples harden. I dodn’t stop him when he cradles my face or when his mouth crashes down on mine. Nor did I stop him when he slams us up against the wall and his tongue drags along my lips. The man was all fire and passion. He smells so good, and he feels even better. I just wanted to wrap my legs around him and take him home and into my bed.
I moan as his mouth grazes my chin, his lips sliding against my neck, sending shocks of hot tingles through my body and right to my core There was no denying that I wanted him just as much as he wanted me. His hands were all over me at once and his teeth were biting down on my neck, the sensation shooting shivers down my spine.
His hands found the hem of my skirt and in a desperate need, one I’d never felt from a man before, he starts to raise my skirt. I whimper against him, but there was no stopping him. I watch in a haze as he kneels before me. He holds my eyes as his hands drift upwards, until my undies were exposed to his lustful gaze.
“Pink satin,” he smiles.
“Wh-what?” I ask. Perplexed by his choice of words.
He bites his lip and chuckles. “I wanted to take a peek at these all day.” His fingers touch the seam of the soft material and my breath catches. “I kept wondering what color they were.”
“Pink,” I whisper.
He groans and the next thing I know he dives towards me bringing his nose against my slit and inhaling me. My hands wrap around his shoulders for support and I lean my head back, preparing myself to take everything he was about to give to me.
Slowly, I feel his fingers gliding the material down my legs and I hear him groan again. “Fuck, your smooth. Did you know I wanted your pussy, Natalie? Is that why you shaved for me?”
“Fuck,” I breath out and shaek my head from side to side. “I just like the way it feels,” I respond, not really making any sense.
He moans and slides his fingers along the outer lips, teasing me into submission. “I love the way it feels too.” I look down and he smiles. “So does my tongue. It can’t wait to taste you.” The scoundrel winks at me, and before I could react I feel something soft and wet opening my folds. Then I feel his mouth on my lower lips, nibbling and sucking them. The wet slurping sound of his mouth on me, and then the long lustful groan that comes from him as he devours my center, echo in the small elevator and heighten the erotic experience.
I shudder and run my fingers through his soft brown waves as his mouth sends me to new glorious heights. I could feel his expert tongue teasing and sucking on me like a piece of candy. Every now and then he’d glide his wet muscle along my depths making me cry out as he flicks my clit, then he’d retract it causing me to whimper in need. Again, and again he’d tease me and taunt me with his tongue, bringing me to the brink of ecstasy and then taking it away.
I press his face against me, grinding my wet folds along his nose and chin. He just moans and grunts as he takes his time devouring me. It was the most exquisite sexual encounter of my whole entire life. Not that I’d had any to compare it to, but his tongue on me, the way he sounds like he enjoys savoring me, was lifting me up to a release I’d never known.
I feel the tip of his thick finger at my entrance, and I squeal. It was the first time anyone, including me, had ever put anything near that region. But I want it, God I want it so badly it makes my whole body ache. He doesn’t make me wait long as he gently plunges his finger inside me. He pauses as I cried out, tensing up.
He looks up at me and our eyes lock. His look was all knowing and hot. “Fuck, baby girl, are you a virgin?”
I nodded and whimper as he slowly wiggles his finger inside me. “Oh, my sweet, sweet girl.”
Then he did something that made my thighs tremble with need. As his finger brushed upwards, his mouth finds my clit and he sucks me in long pulls, while torturing a sensitive spot at my entrance. I scream out as my fluids seep out into his mouth and down my thighs.
He doesn’t stop as I continue to convulse around his tongue, my inner muscles clamping down around his fingers and my hand push his mouth against me. I was enjoying my first orgasm at the hands of a man, and I was in heaven with the knowledge that he was the one who had given it to me.
Slowly, I start coming down from my sex induced fog. I feel him drag his tongue against me and then he kisses my clit, making me jerk my hips, before he looks up at me.
“You’re so fucking sexy, baby girl. Did that feel good?” His hands rub up and down my legs as I shiver against him.
I moan at the husky rumble of his voice, and nod. “It...it was amazing.”
He smiles up at me and drags his hands up my thighs, cupping my ass and bringing me up to him. He kisses my mound lightly and then nuzzles my pelvis sending goose bumps along my body. His eyes hooded, as he watched me and he slowly stands up. Tucking my panties in the back pocket of his pants, he winks at me.
“I believe those are mine,” I whisper.
He shakes his head giving me that sexy smile I love so much. “Uh-uh. These are for later. I want to wrap them around my cock as I stroke myself to images of your pussy.”
I stare up at him in shock and then he leans over me and presses the button so the elevator would continue on its journey down. His lips grazed mine softly and he smiles against my mouth as my lips part for him. He teases me with his mouth, barely touching me until he nibbles on my bottom lip. I lean on his chest, loving his tender kisses, until the sound of the elevator hitting the bottom floor made us both break apart.
He follows me out into the street and hails a cab for me. He opens the door to the town car and leans into me, his breath mingles with mine and I breath him in. It was that familiar woodsy scent that makes me feel dizzy. He wraps a hand around my waist and presses me against his growing bulge. The cold wind was sweeping around us, hitting my now bare folds, but all I could feel was the heat from his body.
His mouth drifts down and his lips graze mine in a soft caress. “The next time I taste you, you’ll be on my bed, your legs spread open while my cock is buried deep inside that tight innocent pussy of yours.”
I gasp and close my eyes. My reaction made him laugh, a deep rumble that ran through my breasts and right to my core. “You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Now that you’ve told me you’re a virgin, sweet Natalie, now, you’re mine,” he growls.
His lips hover over mine in a light kiss and then he softly pushes me into the car. He gives the driver my address and winks at me again as he taps the roof of the car, signaling to the driver to head out. Our eyes meet and remain locked on each other as the car pulls away. In the warm confines of the town car I still shiver from the need Mack Westbrook had just invoked in me.
There was no turning back now, not until I was in his bed, legs spread and being taken by him. I shiver not from the cold, but from sweet anticipation. But as my breathing and heartbeat calm, dread seeps into my mind as I remembered Barney Schneider’s words. He promised that if he’d find the proof he needed, he’d sue the Westbrook company for wrongful termination, and what more did he need than a shot of the CEO on his knees savoring his HR Manager’s…pussy.
I needed to let Mack know. I was going to tell him in the elevator, but he’d assaulted me in the most sinful of ways. He stole any logical thoughts I may have had at the moment and left me with the promise of stealing my virginity. I shiver and slump deeper into the car seat. I was eager for
his touch, but now I feared for his company, and for his reputation. If Barney caught wind that Mack and I, that we had… He’d destroy Westbrook and the young CEO would lose any accreditation of a respectable businessman that he had gained. I slid down into the seat and decide it was best to just set the cards on the table and tell Mack Westbrook that we were to remain strictly professional. I look at the window and sigh, I’d do that just as soon as I could stop my body from humming every time he was around.
I was so fucked.
MACK
She was a fucking virgin, a sweet, innocent temptress left untouched just for me. The cravings I have for her were just too intense. I take out the pink satin material I placed in my pocket and brought it to my nose. Her musky feminine scent still clung to it and as I inhale it, my cock begins to stir.
I was thinking of her sweet virgin pussy the whole weekend, but I knew I had to take it slow with her. She was new to all this, susceptible to being hurt and I didn’t want to hurt her. I wanted to devour her, own her, make her scream my name. I wanted her to be mine in every way known to man. I enjoyed her way too much for my own good. She was sweet and witty and she had great ideas, and she had also tasted so fucking good as she gushed all over my mouth. I couldn’t wait to hear my name on her tongue as I buried myself deep inside of her. This was all so fucking screwed up, but the way she’d trembled in my arms had me sporting wood all fucking weekend. I couldn’t wait to see her again.
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