Control

by Ali Parker

  Would it change anything? No. Nothing.

  I pushed her dress up with my free hand, slipping my fingers back into the side of her panties, rubbing the back of my hand over her wet lips as I glanced up at her.

  "You're so fucking hot. You want me to fuck you in here?" I rimmed her pussy and licked my lips. I wanted to bury my face between her legs and drink her dry, but that would come later.

  "Yeah, I do." She closed her eyes as her upper body shook subtly. Was she scared? Needy?

  I turned my hand to cup her and pressed two fingers deep into her slit as I stood up and leaned over the top of her.

  "You know I'm taking you home with me tonight, right?" I licked at her ear as I spoke in a low voice and pumped my fingers in and out of her.

  "I figured you wouldn't let me refuse you." She arched her back and pressed her clit against the top of my palm, rubbing the little bud in circles as I growled against the side of her face.

  "You're right. I'm trying hard not to turn you over and shove this big cock deep inside of you just to hear you scream my name."

  "You want that? To hear me scream your name?" She lowered herself to her elbows and let her head drop back as she lifted her hips and moaned softly.

  I'd never seen a woman so willing to enjoy herself in a forbidden situation like we were in. My body ached to give her anything she wanted just to offer her another turn at release. She was a mystery to me, but I wanted to spend part of my time with her buried inside her body, and the rest would be sifting through the various parts of her mind. I needed to know more about her. Lust was breaking open the locked parts of my heart, making way for something far more powerful. I needed to know where she was.

  "Faster, Cole. Please." She opened her eyes and reached up to grasp the back of my neck as she worked her hips and rode my fingers like a pro.

  "Damn, baby." I licked my thumb on my other hand and reached down to press it to her clit as I slipped another finger inside of her and thrusted hard.

  She groaned and laid back on the desk, pressing her feet against the edge of it and lifting her ass up into the air. I picked up the pace and worked her hard and fast until she buckled, groaning loudly and jerking on top of her desk. Her sweet body opened up and drenched me as I continued to work her toward the breaking point.

  "No more. Please." She dropped her hips and took a few deep breaths as she closed her legs and let out a shaky breath. "You're too much for me."

  "No, baby. I'm not nearly enough, but I'll work on it." I lifted my fingers to my mouth and licked them clean as she watched me in stony silence.

  "Who are you? And what the fuck do you want from me?" She lifted her hand toward me, and I pulled her up before backing up and helping her fix her dress.

  "I'm a broken man who's lived more years than anyone would guess, and I only want what you want." I touched the side of her face and leaned down to kiss her a few times.

  "And what's that?" She licked at my mouth, leaving me to ache for how naughty we could be together.

  "The usual. Love. Lust." I gripped her hips and made love to her mouth until she sagged against me. "You."

  *

  The rest of the day was a blur of activity, but I couldn't wait to get back to her. She got pulled off to work on some big project that Vandrake was pushing to get done, and I had to interview a good handful of people before the afternoon finally showed up.

  I made my way back to her office a little after three and stopped in the doorway to watch her as she worked diligently on something. Her long hair cascaded around her shoulders as she leaned over and scribbled something on the paper beneath her. My heart fluttered in my chest as my eyes moved across the soft slope of her shoulder, the feminine curve of her cheek, her long eyelashes.

  I'd missed Mina every day since she passed, and yet standing there, I felt like somewhere in the lust I could lose myself in love too. Was it possible?

  "Hey." She glanced up, catching me off guard.

  "Hey yourself. What's the plan for tonight?" I moved across the room and slid my hands over her shoulders as I stood behind her. I rubbed softly and leaned down to kiss the side of her neck.

  "Cole. Shit." She pushed at my hands and stood up, forcing me back. "Anyone could walk by."

  "And?" I reached out and took her hand. "Are you staying here a little while longer or coming home with me now?"

  "I have to finish a few things up." She glanced over toward her desk. The little vein pulsing wildly in the side of her neck gave her away. She was as flustered as I was. Good. I needed her to be.

  "You're not dating anyone, right? That frat boy cock this morning was just digging for attention, right?" I lifted my eyebrow and tried to keep from letting the tone of my voice give away just how much I didn't like the guy.

  She laughed and shook her head. "No. I don't have a man. I would never cheat on anyone."

  "I didn't think so. And the idiot from earlier?" I reached out and cupped the side of her neck.

  "He's an idiot I work with, Cole. I'm a loner, okay?" She shrugged and tried to pull from me.

  "Is something wrong with being alone and looking for the right person?" I moved in and leaned down to kiss her a few times. "Come with me now. I don't wanna waste a minute of my time with you."

  "I can't. I have this project due tonight. I'll come over when I'm done. Honestly." She lifted to her toes and kissed me softly at first and then with more hunger.

  "All right. If I have to come back after you, I'm spanking your ass." I kissed her again and walked to the door, stopping only to smile at her response.

  "I'm going to stay holed up in this place until you return and spank me good."

  "Cheeky bitch."

  "You love it."

  "I'm starting to for sure." I stood in the doorway, watching her for another minute and walked out in the hall to call a cab. She'd come to me. I had no doubt.

  Chapter 13

  Alexis

  I took a long breath as he walked out of my office and left me standing there with my thoughts. Something was shifting between us, and it was happening far faster than I was ready for. My heart couldn't stand another hit, and yet some part of me knew if I didn't give myself to him in any capacity that he wanted me that I would regret it forever.

  "Hey. You leaving at five or what?" Heather stopped by my office and walked in as I dropped back down in my chair.

  "Yeah. I think I'm going to spend the night with Cole." I shrugged as she squealed. "It's not that big of a deal. I just have trouble telling powerful men no."

  "I wouldn't tell him no either. He's not just powerful, Alexis. He's sweet and smart. Rich and pays attention to you like you're a fucking queen."

  "What? He does not. That's absurd." I pulled the folder on my desk closer to me and opened it. "I need to finish this and then I'm heading out."

  "Party!" Tucker bounced into my office, being far too loud.

  "What party?" Heather glanced back at him.

  "We're having a happy hour in honor of Cole being here. Everyone is invited. It's at five at Tangia." He walked farther into my office and pressed his hands to my desk. "You coming? I wanna dance with you tonight."

  "Nope. I have too much to do." I looked up as Jackson stopped by my doorway and poked his head in.

  "Everyone is coming. You included, Alexis. Take another day on your deadline. Us making sure Cole has a good visit is my top priority." He lifted his eyebrow and glanced around at Heather and Tucker. "Got it? Everyone is coming."

  "Got it. I'm there." Tucker shrugged and turned his attention back to me. "How about now? Save a dance for me?"

  "Highly unlikely." I leaned back in my chair and let out a sigh. "Someone might want to tell Cole about the happy hour too. I think he just headed back to his hotel to try and get some rest. He looked exhausted."

  "I'll dance with you, Tuck." Heather leaned forward and tugged on his sleeve.

  "Yeah, sure, Heather." He turned back to me. "I'll make sure Jackson's secretary calls th
e big guy. Save a dance for me. I'm serious."

  "You're not touching me. Horn dog." I turned back to my computer and huffed. "Get out. Both of you, and close the door. I have a million things to do and this happy hour isn't even on the fucking list. If you want me there, give me the next two hours to see what I can get accomplished."

  "And we're out!" Tucker laughed as he and Heather walked out of my office.

  I didn't release the breath I was holding until they closed the door.

  I pulled up Google and typed in Cole's name. A ton of information came up about him, but I chose the New York Times post on him that was done several years back. I scanned the page and sat back in shock. Not only was his story about being from a poor family completely legit, but he'd lost his wife after only being married a couple of years out of college. He'd not been seen with another woman from that time to the date of the paper. I brushed my fingers by my lips as my heart constricted in my chest. Maybe it wasn't just about lust. Maybe there was more to it? I glanced over at my phone as it lit up with a reminder of the happy hour at five.

  A happy hour in the middle of the freaking week. I didn't drink often because it lowered my inhibitions far more than I cared to think about. The last thing I needed was to grovel at Cole's feet and confess a bunch of shit I wasn't sure I felt and would never in a million years share sober. The simple solution? I wouldn't drink.

  *

  "Here. I got you a glass of wine." Cole smiled at me as he stopped beside me near the bar.

  "Ugh. I wasn't going to drink." I took the glass and drank deeply from it.

  "Yeah. I see that." He laughed and reached out to tuck a strand of hair behind my ear. "I'd much rather have you half naked back at the hotel. Why are we here?"

  "Because Jackson wanted to take you out to say thanks for all you're doing for us." I shrugged and tried to ignore how kissable his lips looked. I'd tasted them several times throughout the day, and yet couldn't wait for another chance to.

  "He paid for my time." Cole shrugged and lifted his beer to his lips as he glanced around.

  I couldn't help but notice how much bigger he was than most of the guys around us. He looked like a linebacker mixed with a basketball player. Tall, big and thick. My body reacted violently at the idea of being able to handle him in the bedroom as well as I already had, and would soon again.

  "I know that look on your face. It says, 'tear off my panties and fuck me hard from behind'." He reached out and took my hand. "Put your drink down and come dance with me."

  "You dance?" I followed behind him closely, tucking myself against his back and ignoring the stares I got as various people in the club seemed to realize who he was.

  "Only for you." He turned and pulled me against him.

  "What exactly is this look that says all these naughty things without me saying a word?" I smiled and slid my hands up his thick chest.

  "This one." He gave me a sexy smirk and lifted his eyebrows. Scary enough, it had the power to drive a stake of lust through the center of me.

  "I like that one."

  "Oh yeah?" He leaned down and kissed the side of my neck. "How long do we need to stay here before we casually walk out?"

  "Now would be good. My stomach hurts and you should be a gentleman and take me home. Did you bring a cab, because I rode with Heather?" I pushed at his chest, forcing him to stand back up. Where I wanted to let him grope all over me and kiss anything he wanted to, he would be gone in a day, and I'd be left to explain my actions to anyone and everyone that worked in the building with me.

  "This is a great idea." He smiled and moved back, taking my hand and walking toward the front of the club. "Stay here a minute and let me tell your boss what's up. Don't move."

  "Or you'll spank me?" I licked at my lips and stepped closer to him.

  "That's happening any way we slice it." He leaned down and pressed his lips to my ear. "You across my legs with your bare ass taking the brunt of my aggression and my free hand pulling your hair or playing with your pussy. Which do you prefer?"

  My breath caught in my chest as I turned to lock gazes with him. "Both?"

  "Such a good girl, Alexis. My limo is out front. Go get in it. I'll be right there."

  Chapter 14

  Cole

  I walked back through the night club and avoided the eyes that followed me. The murmur of my name used to excite me when I was a little younger, but the closer I got to thirty, the less I cared what everyone else thought of me. I wanted a few things in life, and funny enough, I couldn’t seem to hold onto them. Love being the top of my list. It was almost comical how many people I'd helped to find their future and yet mine sat bare.

  "Until a week ago." I jogged toward the car as my pulse quickened. I wanted so many things from the pretty girl in the back of the limo in front of me, but I was going to have to be careful about how I got them. She liked demanding and dirty in the bedroom, but something told me that she was far more an intellect than she even believed herself to be. To have a leadership role in her organization as the new kid fresh out of college spoke volumes.

  I got into the back of the car next to her and let out a soft sigh as I reached out and took her hand. I lifted it to my lips and kissed her fingers softly as I watched her eyes widen just a little.

  "I just realized that Sam didn't come with you. Why not?" She smiled at me.

  "His mom's not doing too well, but thanks for asking. I found Jackson back there for you, by the way."

  "Everything okay with the boss man?" She moved closer, tucking herself beside me.

  "Absolutely. Jackson said that he hopes you get to feeling better. To take something and if you're not feeling good in the morning, then to stay home." I gave her a smirk. "You know what they say is good for a stomach ache?"

  "Dick?" She laughed softly and reached over to roll the privacy window up. "I've been thinking about yours since the last time I had the pleasure of holding it in my hands."

  I helped her to her knees and opened my thighs, pulling her in to lay against me as I brushed her hair back. "If I recall, that's not all you did with it."

  "Mmmm, so true." She licked her lips and moved back a little. "Don't deny me tonight."

  "I didn't want to last time, but you overwhelmed me, Alexis. Shocked me. Left me in awe of what you were capable of." I scooted down in the seat a little as she ran her hands down my chest, over my stomach and cupped me. Her thumbs raced over my sack as she leaned down and brushed her cheek over my cock, moaning and closing her eyes.

  "I wanna do so much more." She moved down and pressed her mouth over my balls, sucking hard and leaving me locked in place.

  "Be car-"

  "Don't." She lifted her gaze to lock on to mine. "I'm more than careful, but if you don't let me do what I'm capable of, then it's your loss."

  "So true." I brushed her hair back and licked at the side of my mouth. "So stop talking and fill that pretty mouth with as much cock as you can handle."

  She laughed low in her chest and moved back to unzip my slacks and tug them down over the curve of my ass. She pulled my underwear down as well and took a few minutes to stroke me with both hands, making love to my body in a way that I hadn't experienced in years.

  I gripped her hands and pressed my head into the soft cushion behind me as I let out a tight groan. "Slow down, baby. I'm not sure you know much about me, but my wild days are far in the rear-view mirror."

  "You were pretty fucking wild with me and Heather last week."

  I narrowed my eyes a little. "It was a one-night event. I had too much to drink, and you did too."

  "True." She ran her fingers down my shaft again and leaned over, pressing her tongue to the base of my shaft and moving ever-so-slowly up to the tip. "So delicious."

  "All yours, Alexis."

  "For tonight?" She stroked me again and pulled my dick toward her. "Only tonight?"

  "I don't want that to be the case, but if you wanna think you're going to fuck me and run again, best of luck to
you." I slid my fingers into her hair and pulled her down toward me.

  My breath caught in my chest as she opened her mouth and sucked her way down to the base of my shaft. She moved back and swirled her tongue around the tip again before gripping me tightly and having her way with me completely.

  I leaned back and locked my legs into place as my breathing got off kilter and my heart began to race. Everything about her intrigued me, from the bitchy attitude she used to protect herself to her ability to take such a huge cock in her mouth. It was shocking, and something I'd never experienced before. Where it might be a part of a past she wanted to forget, I wanted so badly to explore it and help her find healing from whatever happened. Getting her to let me into her mind was going to take a lot longer than it had taken to get into her body.

  Her nails scraped down the sensitive flesh of my upper thighs and I pressed on her shoulder.

  "I'm gonna come. Move back, baby. Finish me with your hand." I touched the side of her face, not wanting to assume she was the type of woman that would take it all the way, but praying like hell she was. There couldn't have been anything more sexy in the middle of fucking than a woman that was wide open to anything... everything.

  "No. I want to taste you." She leaned in and rolled her tongue over my tip before pulling me back into her mouth. She groaned and the vibration raced across my skin, forcing me over the edge of ecstasy.

  I cried out loudly and lifted my hips as she worked me hard and fast. My mind screamed for me to force her to stop, but I didn't want it to end, no matter how sensitive my flesh felt. Her hands on me, her tongue and lips and teeth fucking me was far too good to stop.

  She moved back and licked at my shaft as her eyes lifted to me. "Are we going back to your place, or have you had enough?"

  "Is that a joke?" I tugged her hand off me and lifted her into the seat with me, forcing her to straddle my lap. I pushed her skirt up and pressed my hand to her lower back, forcing her to slide in as tightly as possible. "I want every bit of what you have to offer."