Overzealous Alphas

by Elizabeth Knox

  A soft knock shook me out of my thoughts. I turn to find my sexy pixie, all suited up, staring back at me. “Aren’t you ready?”

  I blink once and continue to stare at those succulent red lips. If she wore that lipstick to stop me from kissing her it wasn’t going to work because I was about to do the complete opposite.

  “Mr. Westbrook?” She stares back at me, her wide blue eyes questioning me. I realize she was waiting for a response.

  “What?”

  “The employee meeting starts in five minutes. Are you ready?”

  “Employee meeting?”

  “To implement the new attendance policy.”

  “Oh shit! I completely forgot about it, I haven’t even gone over it.”

  “Oh, no. I can brief you…”

  “Why don’t you do it?”

  “What? No. No, I hate talking in public.”

  “Oh, come on, you can do it. I have faith in you, Natalie. Besides, the incentives were your idea, who better to let them know than someone they trust.”

  She took a quick hesitant glance around the room. Her eyebrow furrow in a deep, worried frown. Anxiously, she bit down on one of those red tinted lips. I walk up to her and place my hands on her shoulders. “Hey. I know you can do this. I wouldn’t have hired you if I didn’t have the utmost confidence in you. I’ll be by your side every step of the way. If you falter I’ll be right there to catch you, I promise.”

  Her bright blue eyes stare back at me. “You’ll be there?”

  I nod, this sharp urge to hold her coursing through me. I wanted to support her, to show her that I was being sincere, that we were not just about sex, that I wanted more than that from her.

  “Of course I will. As long as you need me, I’ll be there.” Deep down I hoped she’d always need me.

  Taking a deep breath, she nods as well. “Okay. Let’s do this.”

  “That’s my girl.”

  An hour later we were back in my office and she was smiling brightly up at me. “I can’t believe it! The meeting was an absolute success. Everyone appreciated the effort we put into it, they were even asking questions. They never ask questions!”

  “Hey, a day off paid for always being on time and not missing a day in a month, that incentive is awesome.”

  She comes up to me and grabs my hand. “Thank you, Mr. Westbrook. Thank you so much for supporting me and of course for supporting my idea.”

  I tuck a strand of her hair behind her ear and smile. “Mack.”

  “What?”

  “Call me Mack, beautiful. After what I did to you the other day, the least you could do is call me Mack.”

  She blushes and my heart starts to hammer in my chest. A small blush appearing, caused by my words, had my head in the clouds and my heart thumping like a madman. I wondered what her cries of ecstasy would do to me.

  “Mack,” she whispers.

  She ducks her head down shyly, and when she looks back up at me, worry encompasses her features. “I need to tell you something, Mr. West…Mack.”

  I cup her cheek concerned. “You can tell me anything, Beautiful.”

  She bites down on her bottom lip and I wait patiently for her to tell me what was worrying her like this. “It’s about Mr. Schneider. He said something to me before he left.”

  “Oh?” Anger traced my tone and I had a feeling I knew where this was headed. “What did he say?”

  “He said he was going to sue you for wrongful termination. He also said I’d seduced you in order to take his job.”

  “Son of a bitch,” I growl.

  “That’s why I think it’s best if we stayed away from each other and kept this completely profess…”

  I cut her words off as I capture her mouth in mine. Slowly I trace my tongue along her lips tasting red lipstick and sweet honey. She moans against me and slides her fingers through my hair. The sensation was sweet and so intimate. I wanted more from her, but I knew I needed to be patient.

  Breaking the kiss, I brush my thumb along her bottom lip. I trace it lightly and she parts her mouth slightly. The red of her lipstick was smeared on both our mouths, but I didn’t care. “Did you wear this lipstick to entice me, Miss Empire?”

  “Not entirely.”

  “Hmmm,” I hum and dip my head to hers. My tongue darts out and licks the same lip I was running my thumb on.

  She sighs and slightly sways against me. I press my lips lightly to hers and we stand there for a brief moment. “I think you should get back to work before I have these pretty red lips wrapped around my cock.”

  She gasps and takes a small step back. I chuckle. I love how shocked she looks when I mention all the dirty pleasures we could have. She truly was very innocent and I just wanted to teach her how to be all kinds of naughty.

  “What about what I just told you? We should really rethink all this.”

  I lean back on my desk, watching as she starts to pace back and forth in front of me.

  “If we get caught your reputation, my reputation, will go down the drain. The name you’ve made for yourself, he’ll drag it through the mud, I just know it. This is a family business, Mr. Westbrook, what would they think?”

  I reach out and grab her by the waist, dragging her between my legs loving how with all her protests she still draps herself along my body. Holding her tightly I smile. “If there’s something I’ve learned in this world Miss. Empire, is that one should not pay attention to bullies who have no leg to stand on. I also don’t give a fuck what anybody thinks of me, and neither should you.”

  I tilt her chin up, forcing her eyes to meet mine. “Now I’m only going to say this once, Miss. Empire. Nothing and no one, especially Schneider, is going to keep me away from what I want. And what I want is you. If he wants to sue me for wrongful termination or age discrimination, let him try. I’ve got some of the best lawyers in the city.”

  “But what if he…”

  “Shhh,” I graze my lips against hers. “I don’t want you worrying about anything, Natalie. Just know that I won’t let any harm come to you. I’ll always protect you.”

  I stand up and give her a small peck on her lips. “Now back to work, I suppose.”

  She stares at me all wide eyed and innocent. “You want me? You really want me?”

  I smile at her. “More than anything, Natalie.”

  She bites down on her lip as I reluctantly let her go. Opening the door, I wink at her. “A pleasure as always, Miss Empire.” My voice was loud and carried through to all of the offices in the corridor.

  Her eyes widen as she comes up beside me. “You have a little something of mine on your lips, Mr. Westbrook.” she whispers.

  I gaze down at her and watch as she daringly licks her own lips. “Careful,” I growled.

  She smiles up at me innocently and then she does something completely unexpected. As she sweeps by me, her hand slightly grazes the front of my trousers. I look up at her in shock, and then the vixen winks back at me. My jaw nearly falls off as I stare at her retreating frame. She swings her hips from side to side and I just watch, mesmerized by her own personal rhythm. As she gets to her door, she pauses and looks over at me. She smiles and puckers her lips in a quick kiss, then she disappears.

  I stand there, dumbfounded and completely fucking aroused. A wicked thought came to mind and I figured if she wanted to play games then I was all in. As long as that worrisome frown disappeared from her forehead, I would play any game she wanted.

  NATALIE

  I didn’t see Mack for the rest of the day and in a way, I was glad. It allowed me to work and focus on all the projects he had wanted to implement. I needed to get things going if I was going to prove that I could handle this position. Of course, looking at the piles of paperwork that cover my desk, I realize I needed an assistant, desperately.

  By five o’clock I had only gotten through half the pile of paperwork I had to get done. I still needed to create presentations and research policies. I was tired and feeling worn out, ready to go h
ome when he suddenly makes an appearance.

  “Why are you still here?”

  “I just need to finish this up and I’ll head out.” I was so concentrated on the work in front of me, I answered without really looking up at him.

  He comes up behind me and closes the folder I was reading. Yanking it from my hands, he holds it up in the air above his tall frame.

  “Hey!” I turn around and try to reach for it. He holds it out of reach and without thinking, I lean in against him trying to grab it. As soon as my body touches his, I instantly regretted it. My nipples pucker and the scent of him had my wet center clenching in need.

  He presses himself fully against me and throws the folder on the desk behind me. His hands wrap around my waist and his head dips down to my neck, gently nuzzling me. I cling to the lapels of his suit jacket as he runs his nose along the sensitive skin on the back of my neck. He nips at my earlobe and I melt into his embrace.

  “I need a huge favor, Miss. Empire.”

  “Yes, Mr. Westbrook,” I let out breathlessly.

  “Mack,” he states sternly.

  His voice sends ripples through me and I nod. “Yes, Mack.”

  “I need you on your knees for this, Miss Empire.”

  He backs away from me and I watch as he takes off his charcoal suit jacket and draps it against my chair. His eyes never leave mine as he rolls up his sleeves and undoes his tie. My eyes drift lower to where he was undoing his belt and slowly unzipping his pants.

  My mouth waters as my eyes remain glued to the front of his crotch. His voice was a low husky rumble that literally brings me right down to where he wants me. He sits down in my desk chair and swivels towards me, his pants half open, the outline of his erection teasing me beneath the confines of the expensive satin. “Take it out, Natalie.”

  I wasn’t sure what I was doing, but the pure animalistic urge to have him in my mouth had me gushing in my panties. Still wearing my black pant suit, I crawl over to him and place my hands on his thighs. They were strong and thick, flexing as I run my hands up along his lap. I slowly make my way up to the flap of his pants and when I reach in, I come across hot silky steel and no underwear.

  I gasp as I pull him out. He was thick and throbbing against the palm of my hand. The head looked red and angry while the rest of him was swollen and covered in intricate veins. One thick vein in particular catches my attention and I place my mouth on it, sliding my tongue along it, making him groan, the muscles of his thighs tightening instinctively.

  “Fuck, Natalie. Shit, your mouth feels so fucking good. Have you ever done this before?”

  I shake my head and he groans. It was true, I’d never ever had a man in my mouth before, but I was dying to pleasure him any way that I could. I didn’t even think, I just acted on instinct.

  “Stroke it, Beautiful,” His voice was a deep husky rumble and his hands gather my hair up as he gently tugs me into him.

  “Open,” he breathes and I open my mouth as he slid himself inside.

  I look up at him and a low growl come from deep within his chest. “That’s it. Look up at me with those pretty blue eyes. Watch me as I fuck my cock with that dirty mouth of yours.”

  His words were lewd and rough, yet they made me feel sexual and naughty. The more noises he made, the more I took him in.

  “Suck on the tip, baby. Suck me into that pretty mouth of yours.”

  I did as he asks of me, wrapping my lips and hollowing out my cheeks as I take deep pulls of him. He was thick and swollen and my mouth barely covered him. I could only take him halfway, but I wanted more. His thighs shook lightly beneath my hands and his hips start to lift up from the chair. I knew whatever I was doing was working, so I grab his length in my hands and start to twist and tug while I suck him into my inexperienced mouth. He strokes my hair and presses me towards him, forcing me to take him in deeper. I could feel his girth riding my tongue and sliding along the muscle. Every time he hit that small bell that hung at the back of my throat, I’d gag and he’d pull out slightly. I’d gasp for air just as he’d plunge back inside me. His rhythms became rough and desperate as I let him abuse my mouth.

  While I kneel before him, my hands find the button of my pants and quickly undo it. Pulling down the zipper, I finally have enough leeway to dip my fingers into my own wet core. As I slide into my wet gash, I moan around him and he grunts as his hips rise in a frenzied thrust. I flick my clit, moaning again and his thrusts take my air away.

  “Fuck, Natalie! Are you touching your pretty pussy for me? Are you getting off from sucking on cock, my cock?”

  His dirty words send a thrill down to my core making me moan in delight, and as I did it, I felt him swell in my mouth. Suddenly he yells out and grabs onto me as thick streams of white cream flood my taste buds. I swallow each rope of his fluid, continuously sucking on him while I rub my clit. I was feeling desperate to find my own release.

  He finally pushes me back, his length sliding out of my mouth with a loud pop. He quickly lifts me up to my feet and as he tugs my pants down around my ankles, he lets out a groan. “A fucking red thong? Do you want to kill me?”

  He turns me around and bends me over the desk, making sure my ass was in the air. He doesn’t let me answer before his tongue was licking me from top to bottom. He yanks on the thin material, ripping the strip right off. He moans against me as his tongue once again finds its way deep inside me. This time he doesn’t play with me, instead he shows me with his tongue what he was going to do to me with his cock. His finger slides into me slowly and then another follows making me scream and moan. He thrust in and out of me as his tongue works its magic on my puckered back hole. I was panting roughly, completely heated at his sinful intrusion. He rims my entrance and I shout as he sends me over the edge in an explosive orgasm. I shake against his face and fingers as my juices seep out of me.

  “Fuck,” he grunts while brushing against my clit. I release another stream of fluid as I continue to come. He pets me slowly, gently prodding me with his fingers and then rubbing gently against my sensitive core until I stop shaking. I press my head on the cool wooden surface of my desk. His hands caress me still as his body presses against my back.

  “You, my sweet innocent Natalie, have just given me one of the best gifts ever. His fingers trailed against the nub of my clit and I shiver. “I can’t wait to see this nice juicy pussy squirt all over my cock.”

  He kneels down again and I feel his tongue lick me up and down. I whimper and soon start screaming as Mack Westbrook makes me cum once again on his devilishly wicked tongue. The man knew exactly what to do to make me squirm with wild need, and I didn’t want him to ever stop.

  MACK

  Mack: Where are you?

  Natalie: I’m at home.

  Mack: What are you doing?

  Natalie: Eating popcorn and watching one of my favorite movies.

  Mack: Sounds interesting, but you forgot to tell me what you’re wearing.

  Natalie: Nothing.

  Mack: I’ll be there in fifteen minutes.

  Okay, it takes me twenty minutes in New York traffic. I knock on her door, dying to see her and touch her again. A week had gone by, but I was too busy with meetings and building plans that I hadn’t been able to go visit her. Every time I had a chance to go to her office I was stopped by some random employee or manager wanting to get my thoughts on some new project. By the time I’d finally get to her office, she’d be gone. But not tonight. Tonight, I was going to get my fill of my sultry HR Manager.

  As she opens the door, my face falls. She was wearing a long white t-shirt with Tweedy Bird on the front. Her hair was pinned up in a sexy knot, exposing her slender neckline. She laughs and turns around, her hips swaying nicely back and forth giving me sweet glimpses of fleshy thighs. I groan inwardly as my cock pulses.

  I slam the door shut and follow her into the living room. “I thought you said you were naked?”

  She arches an eyebrow and lookes back at me. “I thought you s
aid fifteen minutes.”

  “There was traffic.”

  She shrugs. “I was naked five minutes ago.”

  “Fuck,” I wrap my hands around her and she playfully swats them away. Instead, she slams a bowl of popcorn in my hands and plops herself down on the couch. I make my way toward her, shrugging my jacket off and making sure I sat close to her. Instead of running away she swivels her legs up onto my lap and leans back into the cushions.

  Taking a handful of popcorn, she presses play and places a hand to her lips. “Shh, this is my favorite part.”

  I look over at the movie, trying to focus on the screen rather than her pretty pink toenails. My right hand settles on her calf and I stroke her gently as I try to focus on Mr. Darcy telling Elizabeth Bennett that he loved her “most ardently” while rain poured down around them.

  I look over at Natalie and she has her hand pressed against her lips in complete suspense. I chuckle lightly and her pretty eyes met mine. “What?”

  I shrug. “I thought you said you’d seen this already.”

  “Yes. Like thirty times, but it always gets to me.”

  “Favorite movie?”

  She nods. “Yup. And book.”

  “I know how you feel. I get that same look every time Bruce Willis kicks German ass.”

  She smiles brightly at me and then laughs “Die Hard is my favorite Christmas movie!”

  I look at her wide eyes. “Really?”

  “Yeah.” She took another mouthful of popcorn and I think I fell in love with her a little more in that moment.

  “You watch Die Hard on Christmas? Not silly romance movies, or sappy sad ones that play constantly on a certain channel we both know you love? You prefer Bruce Willis kicking ass?”

  “Yes! Why is that so hard to believe?”

  I shake my head. “No, I just…you don’t seem like the type.”

  She laughs. “I’m also a live music fan and a huge soccer fan.”