Beautiful Nightmare

by Bella Juarez

  “Tash….”

  Glancing nervously at him, she took a step back.

  “Are you okay?”

  Resting a hip on the edge of her desk, he scanned the sheet of paper lying on the blotter and his heart skipped a beat. Her resignation wouldn’t even be considered unless she quit outright.

  “Is this what you really want?”

  “It’s the only option. What I did was unforgivable.”

  He’d known she’d be harder on herself than he could ever be, but he couldn’t lose her. “Unforgiveable? For who? Me or you?”

  As soon as she turned her back to him, her shoulders shook. It broke his heart to see someone who he counted on to be strong break down. Drawn to her, he rose and moved toward her. His reactions were automatic, and he gave up thinking through what he did or said. For so long, he’d been attracted to her, and, with her he felt, he could say anything and not be judged. They were more than just partners in this business, they’d grown to be friends, and she needed comfort and understanding. Feeling guilty, he wondered if he’d been working her too hard. Slightly taller than she in her heels, he eased his hands over her shoulders and rubbed gently, attempting to soothe her.

  “Please, don’t feel this way. I understand why you do, and I’m sure being interrupted wasn’t a good thing, but it’s okay. I want you to understand my only concern about this is you. I haven’t lost faith in you. Maybe you just need a little time off?” She tried to pull away, but he held her firm. “Not this time.”

  He needed to tread carefully and kept reminding himself he had come to her office to reassure her, not make a pass. No matter how much his dick protested, he had to keep his wits about him; otherwise, he might make a move she didn’t want. Carefully turning her around to face him, he eased her into an embrace. As he held her, he continued petting her back, rubbing up and down to release her tension. Her arms slowly wrapped around his waist, and her body relaxed into his. Pulling her closer yet, he cupped her face, and he ached for her as silent tears spilled from her. She still wouldn’t meet his eyes. He wiped her tears away and nuzzled her nose affectionately.

  “Let it go, baby.” He silently urged her to look at him. She tensed. “Please, Tash, just let it go.” He embraced her once more.

  “I’m okay.”

  Pulling away slightly, he gazed at her, and, for the first time, she met his eyes. When her body eased, he knew she’d let some of what happened go, and he could tell her all was forgiven. He prayed he’d convinced her everything would all right between them. When her eyes darted to the window, he realized he’d been staring at her again. He placed his hands on her shoulders.

  “Tash….”

  Before he realized what he’d done, he’d attached his lips to hers. He couldn’t fight the magnetism between them. The best he could hope to do was retain a semblance of self-control. He’d never wanted a woman so badly in all his life. He ignored all vows he’d made in the name of family and faith. He needed this woman more than anyone else in so many ways. When she gripped the back of his neck and pulled him closer, all doubt he had about them faded.

  He ran his tongue over her lips and tasted her for the first time. Natasha lightly bit his lower lip, creating a vision of what their private playtime would be like, and he groaned. He moved her backwards but stopped when he met resistance. He opened his eyes and saw she’d backed up against her desk.

  “Who were you thinking about?” He grabbed her ass.

  “W-what?”

  “You heard me.” He squeezed harder. “Who the fuck were you thinking about while you were playing with yourself. In my chair,”

  He had to do something to get the bastard out of her head. He couldn’t remember a single woman he’d been jealous over. What the hell had just crept into him? Why did the thought of her wanting another man piss him off so bad? His temper flared when she breathed an inaudible word. “Who the fuck was it? Tell me now!”

  “You!”

  At her declaration, his heart skipped a beat, and he lifted her to set her on her desk, determined to have her at any cost. He ran his hands over her skirt-covered thighs and raised the hem as he traced her stockings. The lace tops of her stockings were a sexy surprise. Balling his fists around the hem, it took all of his self-control not to rip her clothes from her.

  “You’re so beautiful.” He slowly moved over her inner thighs.

  When he reached her panty-clad pussy, he recalled they had a working office outside the door and stifled her mews with a deep kiss while he drew a finger over her clit. So wet and waiting for me. A dim sense of reason came into his lust-addled brain, and he remembered he couldn’t give his cock the relief he so desperately wanted, so he changed his plans. He broke away slightly and placed her hand on her pussy.

  “Play with yourself, like you wanted to before I stopped you.”

  She didn’t answer, but her body did. Her nipples beaded under her silk blouse, and she blushed.

  He took her hand and moved it for her then leaned forward and kissed her again. “Play with your pussy, baby. I want to watch you come this time.”

  “Please.” She shook her head.

  “Do it.” He kissed her, continuing his gentle up and down motion.

  With a gasp, she bit her lip. It didn’t take long for her to catch the rhythm of stroking herself without his help or encouragement. He studied her face while she leaned her head back and let her fingers glide over her pussy. Remembered all the nights they’d spent talking, he wondered why he’d been talking when he could’ve been touching her. Had he been that blind? No, he couldn’t recall a single instance when she’d given him a sign she wanted him this badly.

  When she closed her eyes and whimpered, he drank in the sexy way she bit her lower lip to quiet herself. Her lovely neck exposed, he couldn’t help but lean forward and lay a kiss to the center of her throat, inhaling her floral perfume. While she pleased herself, he traced along her inner thigh and their fingers met. Grasping her hips, he tugged at her panties. When her eyes flew open, he paused. She’d stopped her lustful strumming and closed her legs.

  Having waited too long for this moment, he couldn’t let her stop. He’d finally discovered she wanted him the way he’d wanted her for so long. All of the nights and days they’d spent together without touching when it had been something they’d both wanted. The unmet desire he had for her couldn’t wait. Grabbing her knees, he forced her legs wider, watching her chest rise and fall rapidly in anticipation of what he would do next. There was no need for her to hide from him so, to convince her to trust him, he leaned forward and kissed her.

  “It’s all right, baby, you’re safe with me. I’ve wanted you for so long. Please, don’t stop.” He mapped her thighs.

  When she relaxed, he tugged at her panties again. A long moan filled the room when he lightly brushed over her wet clit. Sliding his finger along her slit, he easily moved it inside. Her pussy clenched around him while he caressed her from the inside out. Encouraging her rhythmic movements, his thumb found her clit and stroked. He wished they were anywhere than where they were. He pictured taking her off on a weekend and exploring like this for every moment they could have alone. When he eased her down to her desk, she leaned back onto her elbows and he sat in her chair. Their lives were so consumed with work he wondered if he could ever get her away for longer than a few hours. Regretting how the need for each other had culminated in their offices, he’d become more determined than ever to have her next to him for the rest of their lives.

  He’d find a way. He had to.

  They had to get away and talk. He set her feet on the arms of her chair, and all interest in having a conversation ceased. His mouth watering, he leaned forward to lick her clit. He’d wanted her for so long, and he should have said something. Instead, they both hid behind the excuse of work. They’d been protecting their hearts. Tasha was turning out to be more passionate then he’d ever imagined. She stifled a scream when he spread her pussy lips open and sucked her engorged nub. H
is finger didn’t stop. Instead, he increased the pace while he alternately sucked her clit and licked her pussy. Aaron shivered as she ran her fingers through his hair and shoved his face deeper into her.

  “Eat me! Fuck me!”

  Not losing the tempo of eating her pussy and finger fucking her, he laced his fingers in hers. No woman commanded him and made him do things at her pace. This woman was the epitome of self-control, and her losing it in his office had given him the opportunity he needed to tell her his feelings, on his terms. She cried out when he shifted his finger inside, and he knew he’d hit the right spot. His dick throbbed painfully when her pussy clenched his finger.

  “No, not yet,” she said desperately.

  He pulled away. “Come for me.”

  Gasping, she tried to close her knees, but he kept her from moving. Her pussy clenched around his finger when he latched on to her clit and sucked. She’d dropped her cold professional demeanor, and her body shook as her hips pumped his face.

  ***

  Tasha fought for air when the orgasm rocking her body subsided. She’d always known Aaron would rock her world.

  “Please,” she whimpered, releasing his hand and gently pushing his head back.

  When he kissed her inner thigh, a shudder ran through her hypersensitive body. The zenith she’d reached with him set every nerve in her on edge. He stood, took her hands, and helped her sit. She leaned against his chest, drained. While he held her and stroked her back, she purred at the affection. She no longer wondered what kind of lover he would be. His rare touch went deeper than the surface; it went straight to the heart she’d guarded. Having him close made her go liquid and long for some much-needed time away from work to enjoy it.

  Wrapping her arms around his waist, she pulled him closer. His warmth surrounded her. He’d protect and love her. The thought of how easily she’d allowed him to undermine her controlled business demeanor frightened her, and she wanted to gain some of it back. His hard cock pressed against her chest. The groan he released when she brushed over his cock gave her a sense of balance. The breathy hisses coming from him when she stroked him turned the tables in her favor.

  “Don’t, unless you plan to do something about it,” he growled.

  It was her turn to give him the pleasure she’d wanted to for so long. She’d ached for this moment, and she would ensure whenever he thought about being sexual with a woman, he’d think of her. Pushing him back, she slid to her knees in front of him and loosened his belt. When she unfastened his pants, he cupped her chin and forced her gaze to him.

  “It’s been a while, so I won’t last long,” he warned quietly.

  Good. I’m about to give you the blowjob of your life.

  She unzipped his pants and let them drop. Swallowing a whimper, she drank in the sight of his muscular legs and laid a kiss to his thigh. She hooked her fingers around the waistband of his underwear and tugged them over his hips. Never had she seen a man so magnificent. The plans of how she would drive him crazy ran through her mind when she wrapped her hand around his shaft and slowly caressed. How she wanted to be anywhere but where they were at this moment. For the first time, she cursed the fact she had to work. They couldn’t just walk out to drive each other crazy all afternoon and into the night. Holding on to the sculpted muscles in his thighs, she imagined how good it would feel to be able to mount him and ride him to another orgasm. He groaned while she licked the underside of his shaft. She’d dreamed of being able to please him this way.

  Wanting to see how much he enjoyed her caresses, from her peripheral vision, she watched him ball his fists as she licked his shaft. He hissed in a breath when she took his cock in her mouth. He studied her with a hungry, almost dangerous expression.

  “Stop teasing me and suck my cock!”

  She’d have to teach him a little patience, but, for now, she let his cock slide deep into her mouth as she curled her tongue around the sensitive underside and moved him in and out. After today, there’d be no more playing with others for her and she would ensure he never looked elsewhere; she would become all he’d ever need or want. He put his hand at the back of her head and guided the tempo of his pleasure.

  “That’s it, baby, fuck me. Take it deeper,” he panted.

  Tasha took his massive cock as deep as she could, tasting his salty pre-cum. He shuddered under her caresses. If she didn’t do something, he would explode, and it would be over. She had to prolong this moment. The touch he gave so rarely made her feel as if she’d waited her entire life for it, and she’d be dammed if she’d let it end. She released him from her mouth and placed her fingers on the top side of the ridge at the head of his dick and squeezed with her thumb on the underside.

  Aaron let out a frustrated growl. “What the hell are you doing?”

  Oh, you definitely need to learn a little patience, darling. Fondling his testicles, she gently clutched and ran her cheek over his shaft. “Don’t worry, I won’t leave you hanging. I want to play with you. I promise you’ll like it better this way.”

  Inhaling deeply, he threw his head back and flexed his fists at his side.

  “Please, Tasha, please.”

  How could she resist such an urgent plea from the love of her life?

  “Look at me,” she commanded.

  When she grabbed his muscular ass, he took a hard swallow and looked down as she devoured his cock again. This time she held nothing back, roughly fucking him with her mouth. He moved his head from side to side.

  “You need to stop, so I can do this another way.” Shoving his hand away, she took him deeper and let her tongue tease the underside of his cock. “Tasha, I’m going to come,” he warned.

  Increasing the pace of her blowjob, she wrapped a hand around the base of his cock. She slid over the place where she couldn’t reach with her mouth and stroked. With her free hand, she lightly fingered his testicles and teased. Once more, he balled his fists and allowed himself to finally attain bliss. She grabbed his shuddering thighs and dug her nails in to remind him to stay quiet.

  “Oh, fuck!” He threw back his head.

  As fast as she could, she drank down what he offered. He trembled as his body locked, and she moaned in satisfaction when he went slack. She moved back and slid his underwear over his hips. He held out his hands to her, helping her to her feet. Aaron picked up her lacy panties, and, as she reached for them, he jerked them out of her grasp. A slow, evil grin crossed his lips. Her eyes went wide.

  “You can’t be serious.”

  Wrapping a powerful arm around her waist, he pulled her to him and leaned in close to her ear.

  “You want them? You’ll have to pay for them.” He nipped her earlobe.

  “Haven’t I already?” She giggled as her arms slipped around his shoulders.

  “No, that was tit for tat. You need earn these back.” He stuffed them in his pocket.

  When he moved his hand up to the base of her neck, his tight grip took her by surprise. Looking into his eyes, she suppressed the sudden flash of a challenge rising in her. He thought he’d mastered her. But nothing could be further from the truth. By the time they were established, he’d learn his place. She went slack as he kissed her. Getting him to see things her way wouldn’t be easy and, if she wasn’t careful, he would master her. And she’d let him.

  His tongue explored, and she met him with the same rough urgency. She felt herself go to another dimension, he stopped, yanking her back to reality.

  “Until later, my darling.” His words, and the promise they held, set her on fire. He released her and, as he unlocked the door, winked at her then stepped out. He didn’t look around to see if anyone had been there or if they’d heard anything. Instead, he carried on as always. Thankfully, it wasn’t uncommon for her to have closed-door meetings with him or Tom, sometimes both. He closed the door softly behind him, and she locked it again, needing time to fix her makeup and collect herself.

  Chapter Three

  “No, Mom, I can’t meet her tomorro
w. I’m out of town on business.” Aaron paused while his mother filled him in on all of the wonderful attributes of the woman she’d just met. Ten years younger than he, she still wanted to have children, and her best quality—no previous marriage.

  “I will meet her, Mom, but I can’t do it until next week.” He sighed when she poured on guilt about his father going to the grave not having a grandson from his only son. “I haven’t forgotten my promise. And I’m working on it.”

  To give his mother something to satisfy her, end this conversation, and get her off his back, he decided to tell her about signing up with 1Night Stand even though he had no intention of doing what came out of his mouth next. “I’ve signed up with a service, and I was very specific about what I needed fin a woman. I won’t even consider her if she doesn’t meet your standards.”

  When she quickly reminded him of her standards, he pinched the bridge of his nose. “I haven’t forgotten and, yes, she’ll be a stay-at-home wife. Of course, Mom, she’ll be a virgin.” He rolled his eyes at the comment.

  He mustered every ounce of patience he had when she started carrying on about her aching knees and the bursitis bothering her shoulder. Oh, dear God…shoot me! he prayed as she continued.

  “Mom, Mom, Mom!” he interjected, noticing the time. “I have a meeting with my chief of operations in ten minutes, and I have to get prepared.”

  His mother didn’t take a breath before starting a new rant. Aaron held the phone away from his ear and, ready to say anything to get her off the line, he resigned to tell her whatever she wanted to hear. “You’re right. A woman has no place in business. I should have hired a man, but the decision wasn’t mine alone to make. I have a partner, remember? Mom, I really have to go. I’ll call you when I get back.”

  Leaning his head back, he heard a slight rustle in the outer office. He swiveled his chair around to face the door but didn’t see anyone and shrugged it off as the janitor. He and Tasha were the only people left in the offices, and it was almost time for their daily back brief. Picking up his phone, he decided to see if he could get a reservation at Bohanan’s Steakhouse for the two of them. She loved the place and always entertained clients there. Tonight, they could change up their routine because their relationship had changed. They could talk business while enjoying a nice dinner. While the phone rang, he reasoned he needed to make sure she’d be well fueled to keep her going for the rest of the night.