by Anja Fuerst
- Olivia! Beautiful and wonderful as always.
- More respect for Miss. Simon, Adam.
A serious and strong voice of Robert filled the room. I remembered that sound in my ear last night at the club, and the order he gave making me almost faint in his arms. "Enjoy Melissa, come for me" words echoed in my mind, activating all my nervous system. The moisture that began to settle in through my legs was not so welcome. I was feeling bad for even allow my body reacted so quickly to his voice. It was very wrong.
- I have asked to keep away from my secretaries.
I looked at him and realized instantly that his hand was still in the same Tanya she standing side, hugging Olivia fondly. I felt so stupid for thinking that could go that environment. Not by the financial difference, which was really striking, but mainly by the nonsense he had done.
- Apparently it is now part of the family. Why not join the business with pleasure?
Adam discussing my life as if I were not there or was not entitled to decide not to question, what made me feel ridiculous, because even not wanting to see it was that way, Robert did exactly the same with me. He decided and acted. I ended up just giving.
- Why not - my boss replied angrily calling everyone's attention.
- Robert, you need to stop being so possessive - Tanya ran the other hand through his arms. A clear attitude of those who wanted to show intimacy and that he owns. - Melissa is of age and can make their own decisions - realized a vein on the forehead of my head changing.
- We know where it can get - and stopped there. He left the matter in the air without adding anything else. However, Tanya and Adam looked at each other and then left that question to die. Oh damn! What was happening?
- Actually, - I started talking - I was leaving, I have committed.
- No, honey! - Nicole answered. - Their commitment to the laundry can wait a little longer. Do not let Robert Adam nor intimidate her - she took hold of my arm preventing me from leaving.
- Commitment? - Adam was interested. - Type a date with a boyfriend? - I was already red by heat and shame, then a lie not spoil anything.
- Ah! Actually yes.
- What wickedness, Melissa! - Tanya spoke alongside Robert.
Look for Tanya made me realize Robert's free hand closed fist. What he wanted me to do? To stay there watching his happy marriage as memories of the night before, or even our fantastic trip, ravaging me and whip just to prove how much I was stupid and absurd?
- You just smash Adam's heart - some people giggled. Adam looked as pain and clutched his chest, as if his heart was even in pieces.
- I'm sorry - I gathered my things to get out of there as quickly as possible.
I said goodbye to everyone with a shy "even more" and walked away without looking back at them. Nick walked me to the room where my things were and waited for me while I was wearing something decent to leave.
- You made this excuse why was annoyed with Adam or she was intimidated by the presence of Robert? - She was visibly irritated that I was leaving.
- A little of both - was sincere. At least as far as could be. - But Dean sent a message that will go home in there at 18: 00 and, as I still have to go to the laundry, the time was getting short. I really need to go. Moreover, Paul arrived, and you're scared to miss him. Enjoy - I tried to smile confidently, though he was broken inside.
- All right - embraced me fondly. - You will have to get used to the two if you want to remain my friend - rolled his eyes. - Do what, if I have them in my family? - I laughed and she accompanied me.
I laughed, but inside he was shattered. Nick was a good friend, not to mention also like Alexa and Olivia. As she had said, I would have to get used to the presence of Robert and Adam invested if he wanted to continue our friendship. I wanted, but the two conditions were terrible for me.
Even the elevator texted Dean, praying that he was very upset with me and ignore me. I was not in the mood for romance. "In my house at 18: 00h" I sent and waited anxiously for the answer. Instead of sending an SMS, he called me.
- Hi! - His voice was slurred. - I thought he had forgotten me.
- How could? - I laughed the way he spoke trying to cheer me up a bit.
- Do not know. You walk weird - I sighed. He had realized.
- I'll reward you. I can wait for you?
- Why do not you come to my house?
- My house, Dean - the conversation was round. It was always the same.
- Okay - he agreed too quickly, leaving me surprised.
- Damn it!
- I miss you - admitted making me feel bad - Your place or mine, will not make a difference today - thank you for that.
I took the clothes in the laundry room and went quickly to the market. My refrigerator needed to be replenished. I even wanted to cook something to Dean, but she was tired, so I bought a wine and told him to take pizza.
I got home and ran to the shower. A bath would be a great way to start the preparations for what would come later. Dean would help me forget the follies that allowed me to live in the last days. I sighed devastated. All those crazy things led me to understand that everything that Robert did was much better than anything I have with Dean. It was very humbling.
Not that it was bad. Was not. On the other hand it was very, very different from the way Robert could make me feel. The frustration was so real, especially because the words of my boss rang in my head, "You've lost too much time with amateurs." How could he be so arrogant and sure of himself?
I opened the wardrobe and took out a loose and short dress, neck and stuck to her breasts. It was a bit childish, but great to give Dean free passage for my body. It would be a good start. 18: 00 o'clock, he knocked on my door.
Once open, he grabbed me, kissing me with ease. His body already showed how much he was excited. A feather! I was still not at the same pace. So I decided to stop the climate and open the wine. Maybe I could cheer up a bit after a few glasses.
- You are more tanned - back to him was afraid to reveal what I had been doing. Although not required to give satisfactions, since our relationship was limited to sporadic meetings, but it was better not to abuse.
- Laundry Day. I waited in the square opposite. I took a little sun - he laughed and took his cup from my hand. We toasted and drank.
- It's better? - He ran a hand through my hair throwing them back and leaving my free neck to his lips.
- Yes Much better. - Tenderness in the neck was the right way to get to me the momentum I really loved. Unfortunately nothing was like before.
- Great!
I felt his fingers down my back. Dean wrapped me in his arms pulling me to the couch. She sat up and put me on his lap. His hands went through my legs as we kissed. When he finally managed to pass it into my dress, the doorbell rang. I do not know if I was relieved or annoyed.
I got up from his lap and went to the door. To my dismay, he was there. Robert. With the same suit, no tie and shirt with the top two buttons open. Her arms were supported one on each side. The expression was exhibited killer. Eyes searched the room and found Dean, sitting on the couch. When they got back to me, his character was already made and he straightened assuming the usual command posture.
Holy shit! Robert CEO was in my house.
CHAPTER 20
- Good evening, Miss. Simon - was courteous and brief.
- Mr. Carter! - I was still shocked by his presence. - Did something happen?
- Yes - he smirked and got lost in your smile. - I need a contract and can not find it. I can enter? - I opened my mouth, but I could not answer. My voice would not come out. He came, forcing me left the front giving him passage. Robert and Dean looked intently. Dean stepped forward.
- Dean Bailey - raised his hand and Robert squeezed politely.
Watch the two there in my little room was too stuffy and strange to me.
- Robert Carter.
- Ah! The head of Mel - Dean showed a little surprise, but remained safe even making clear, at least t
o me, how was troubled.
- That's right - despite the education that was treated, it was noticeable tension in the air and not just because of me. Dean seemed to understand that there was a competitor and so took the boyfriend posture, although not.
- How can I help you, Mr. Carter? - Interfered in the conversation afraid of what Robert would do. She had given me evidence of the size of your obsession with me.
- I want you to go with me to the company, Miss. Simon.
He did not say "if you can" or "if not derail," just say "I want to go" as an order. My blood boiled. The whole of the club slapstick, he holding hands with his wife, and at that time interfering in my personal life again. I needed to end.
- I can tell where the contract, Mr. Carter. No need to go to the company to find him - his eyes twinkled. He seemed to enjoy. What hate!
- I have other things to do and can not waste time looking for the contract - oh no! He would not win me.
- Excuse me, Mr. Carter, it's Saturday. I'm visiting at home and can not get out - his eyes narrowed. - Maybe on Monday ...
- Now, Miss. Simon - his voice was gruff, but he knew he could not treat me like in the presence of Dean, so relieved. - It is an important trading and can not wait until Monday.
- Honey? - Dean caught my attention. - It's all right! - His hands stroked my arms and Robert's eyes followed the gesture. I could have sworn that if he could, my boss would kill my "ficante". - Go find the contract and return. I'm waiting - smiled at me making clear his intentions. Robert pursed his lips. Almost, but almost the same, I was happy for her reaction.
- Excuse me, but I believe we will take - I looked at him and my jaw just dropped. What chutzpah! - I need her compose some texts that take contract copy and fax in addition to file and archive. I think we will pierce the night at the office.
- We will not, not - both looked at me amazed by my rebellion. - I'm not going anywhere. I'll stay here and enjoy my Saturday - crossed my arms across his chest and stared at him as a child that challenges parents for the first time. My heart was racing and my red face.
- MS. Simon. In his contract there is a clause which makes it clear ...
- Honey - Dean warned me. - You need to go, love - "idiot". I wanted to shout it to him. "Do not you see what he will do to me what you were intending to do?".
- Saw? Dean to know what is right - Robert was sarcastic. I wanted to slap him
- All right, I come and go as quickly as possible. Wait for me here, Dean. I promise I'll be back soon - smiled thinking I defended my right to be with him. What a fool!
- I go to my house and when you finish you will find me there, okay?
I sighed defeated. Dean was giving me tray Robert. All that remained was a note "take good care of my little doll."
I grabbed my bag and went stomping. Dean got to fix things and then go away. He was intimate enough to do this, as Robert ... it was an intruder, jerk, arrogant ... What rage! He always got what he wanted and that was annoying me. The smile on his face was one of victory. If it were possible I would like to rip it. I walked toward my car, but he pulled me by the exchange.
- I find the way the company alone - was very angry.
- Come in my car - ordered. I obeyed, no use arguing. Moreover, we would lose more time if I insisted on using my vehicle.
We've done all the way in silence. I injured in my corner and he angrily at him. We entered the company. The security guard recognized the car away and gave way. We left the empty parking lot and entered the elevator. I thought he would do something, but the security cameras in guarding limiting its scope. We entered the room and immediately followed Robert to his. I not followed. He would not win me.
- Which contract do you need? - Continued treating it with formality.
- No - he admitted entering his room.
- What? -Podia Feel anger taking over my body.
What the fuck! I wanted to shout out loud to him disappear from my life. What Robert thought I was? Like that bastard thought he could show up at my house and pluck me from Dean's arms without any justification for this?
- You heard - he snapped, taking his jacket and folding the sleeves of his shirt. Facing me, he leaned on his desk, crossing his arms.
- What were you doing? - What an idiot!
- It's none of your business.
- It is my business.
He was projected towards me and unfolded his arms. His hands gripped the table on which it rested.
- I said I wanted him away from his life - laughed. Incidentally, I laughed.
- You do not own me. Give orders to his wife.
- Ah! Got it - passed hands through his hair and pulled the air. He was also angry. - Tanya's my wife Melissa ...
- And I'm not your lover - shouted in response. - Who do you think is? How you can think you can come into my life? What right do think you have to meddle in it? Who authorized you to turn it upside down? I dont allow. I do not allow to come into my house and take me out of Dean's arms, understand? I dont allow.
Robert moved toward me grabbing me tightly holding my arms back with one hand. With the other held my face close to his. His expression was fierce, yet still the most beautiful person I had ever seen, and is also the sexiest.
- Shiiiiiii - the surprise would not let me respond. - I know very well how to end this bravery, Melissa. I know what you need - and immediately stopped me with his lips.
I fought, but he was stronger, not only in physical strength, but my feelings. It was absurd how my body betray my will when it was Robert. His touch made me delivered. His kiss disarmed me. Holy shit! I was again giving way when the correct would expel him permanently from my life.
I was angry, however, was also very excited by the prospect of what might happen. The hand that was before my face, went down with ease until my breasts and stayed there, exploring them. I thought I would explode with pleasure. I wanted more and felt anger at will. When released my lips, a moan escaped from me stimulating further continue.
- Melissa - my name was dragged that only way that only he could speak. It was just the command to stop all make sense.
I felt his stubble scratching my neck going towards my breasts. His free hand pulled me closer and I finally felt that both wanted. Hard. Pulsating. Even inside the pants I could feel it.
- Let go of me, Robert.
- Be good - spoke to release them. I signaled yes, but his anger for failing to prevent it rule me was stronger than the desire.
I took the liberty and let the hatred he was feeling again dominate me. I would not be subjugated. Not for him and definitely not in these circumstances.
The moment was kissing me, I gathered all my strength and pushed him. Surprised by the refusal, he backed off making room between us. Without thinking, I raised my arm and hit him with a hard slap in the face.
Robert closed his eyes caressing the spot where he was hit. When turned to face me, I knew I had made the biggest mistake of my life. His eyes were evil, and the smile that formed on her lips.
In a quick and sudden movement, held me tightly by the arm, turning me, I was back to him with my arms pinned to my back. He took something and tied my hands together, then pulled me forward, causing my body arching. I groaned in pain. Robert, who was behind me, held me close to his body. Her hand held my face up, releasing his neck to his pleasure.
- Melissa! - Until his voice showed a different tone, as if he was not there with me. - What a wicked girl! My luck is that I know how to punish girls angry and disobedient as you.
He bit my ear. Did not hurt. It was just a light pressure that made my skin crawl. I was vulnerable and in your hands. The situation was dangerous and exciting at the same time. My body was all handed to him. Sadistically I felt my panties getting wet. It was unbelievable that I was enjoying so much of what he was doing.
- Do you like it not? - His breath warmed my skin. - Answer.
- Leave me alone, Robert - I cried.
I did not want to give me
won. Worse. I did not want to admit he felt horny at being treated that way. Agree that he had so much power over me to say that did not care about the fact that he was married. This point never cease to be a barrier between us.
- Shiiiiiii - he whispered in my ear. - Do not force me to gag her. I'd rather hear your groans.
He moved on my back so I could feel his erection. I closed my eyes fighting myself. At that moment I understood that my enemy was not my boss let alone his wife. My enemy was myself and all the desire she felt for him. It was not normal for this reason would have to be strong.
- Now, Melissa ... - his hands down my legs to the limit of my dress. - Pay close attention - they began to rise slowly. - When I say you're my ... - rose more, almost reaching my panties. - What do you say?
- Go to hell! - I was rebellious, trying to contain the explosion of excitement that began to get hold of me.
- Dirty Mouth - his voice revealed he was smiling. - But I will be patient. You answer "Yes, Robert," you know? - I felt his fingers on the edge of my panties. - Once again. When I say you're my ...
I entered my panties almost touching my sex. He held me by the hips and, while practicing torture, playing on my skin, killing me expectantly, brushed his erection in my ass. Thus, it meant that I had knowledge that he was there, very close to me, mad to consume me.
- What say you, Melissa? - Two fingers invaded my sex making me gasp of surprise and pleasure.
- Holy shit! - I growled crazy with desire.
- That's good to hear. But that's not what I want.
Again his fingers stocked up me and I gasped throwing my body back. His erection became even firmer. "Shit man who knows how to make me lose track of things." With his hands, he went out and came at me, caressing me in a triangular motion. I closed my eyes. Nothing else mattered, just the way he touched me.
- Come on, Melissa. When I say that you're mine, you say? - His other hand began to participate in the play while I've ever maddened stimulated my clit.
- God! - Moaned demented. - Yes, Robert! - I almost cried. He let out a throaty chuckle and satisfied.
