Jase and Carly (Men of Steel)

by Mj Fields

  We were almost at Steel Enterprises, and I was almost at my wits end. My face was burning and every cell in my body was alive and impatiently waiting for its release when I climbed out of the cab. The balls I had inserted in the airport bathroom dropped, and I crossed my legs. I whimpered when I leaned in the window and handed the cab driver (who without a doubt was sporting wood) a fifty and gasped, “Keep the change.”

  I started to run towards the entry, but that was not at all a good idea. I slowed to a walk and went to the nearly empty building, thank God. The security guard opened the inside door, “Miss Carly.”

  I nodded, “John.”

  “Are you feeling alright Ma’am? You look feverish. Shall I get Mr. Steel?”

  “NO!” I snapped, “Sorry John, no-- I want to surprise him.”

  He walked to the elevator and pushed the button for me. Once the doors shut and I was alone I dialed Jase again.

  “Baby what the hell just happened?”

  “Sorry,” I tried to catch my breath, “You still up for this?”

  “Not sure. You still hot and bothered?”

  I wanted to laugh but instead I purred, I think he liked that earlier so what the hell? I tried it again, “You have no idea.”

  “Where are you now?”

  Shit, I really didn’t want to lie, “Where are you?”

  “Where you left me, Baby.”

  “In your office?”

  “Uh huh.”

  “You ready for some phone sex, Jase Steel?”

  “Whenever you are.”

  He seemed a lot less annoyed, relaxed even. “Are you still hard?”

  “Always when I hear your voice, especially how breathless you sound. So fucking worked up right now.”

  I smiled; I was actually pulling this off, “I am Jase. So hot.”

  I stepped out of the elevator and ran to the bathroom and wiped the sweat from my face and neck and tried to fix my hair as I moaned into the phone loudly so he didn't hear the door open as I dashed down the hall towards his office.

  I unlocked his door and the music was loud, I walked in and saw his chair was turned. The back was facing me.

  I whispered in the phone, “Where are you Jase?”

  He growled loudly, “Awe fuck Carly, I was sucking myself off keep talking Baby-- I’m almost there.”

  I covered my mouth quickly in shock, could he do that? Was that gross? Was it normal for men? That’s shit I’ve never seen or heard of…or even read about in a damn book!

  I shut the door behind me giving him --privacy?!? Holy hell-- how do I respond to that?

  “Um…okay…” I stepped closer, but I really wasn’t sure I wanted to ever see Jase doing…that. Note to self, do not ever leave him alone for this long again, that’s just wrong!

  Someone grabbed me from behind. I screamed loudly and sprang forward almost falling. He grabbed me and held me tightly against him and laughed as he kissed my neck. He spun me around and tried to kiss me.

  “You’re an ass,” I jumped back and right then and there in front of Jase I nearly had the big O.

  As I stood up crossing my legs I did the best I could to straighten my skirt and shuffled to his desk and pulled myself onto it.

  Jase looked me up and down, and I swear he sniffed the air before stalking towards me.

  “Holy shit Baby you’re really worked up,” he went to touch me, and I slapped his hand. His eyebrows shot up, and he tried not to laugh.

  “Smug bastard,” I scowled at him.

  He pointed to himself, “Me?”

  “Yes you!”

  “Correct me if I’m wrong Carly, but you started all of this,” his lip curled up slightly.

  He was beaming with amusement and yes-- he looked absolutely amazing. That dimple did me in every time and his chocolate brown eyes. I had made him keep his hair longer on top too, just so I could pull it. He didn't know that, nor did he need to. As my eyes feasted on my Jase, my girly parts became even more aware of the silver balls.

  Jase reached forward and pulled my lip out from between my lips and rubbed his thumb across them slowly.

  I straightened and gasped, “You…” I cleared my throat… “You started this.”

  He smiled and sat next to me against his desk and crossed his arms over his chest, “Oh yeah?”

  “A long time ago you surprised me at Stanford,” I whispered.

  “Baby I don’t remember asking you to spank off in your classroom back then.”

  “Hmm.”

  “So you’re mad at me?” he nudged me and his eyes looked me up and down slowly raking over my body.

  “No Jase, I just wanted to surprise you.”

  “Well, you certainly did,” he smiled sweetly at me. He did this to Bella too, when she was disappointed in herself; he always made her feel better. It would have worked for me too if I wasn’t carrying silver balls in my who-who…curse you book club, I shook my imaginary fist at the girls.

  “Baby climb on out of that head of yours and talk to me.”

  I swear he sniffed the air again, “Do you have a cold?”

  He pushed himself off the desk and stood his incredible sexy self in front of me, and shook his head slowly back and forth as one eyebrow started to ascend.

  “Why do you keep sniffing?”

  Jase closed his eyes and laughed a throaty, deep laugh, “I’m a little afraid that if I answer that, I may not be able to have you on my desk.”

  Alright that did it; I was gnawing on my lip looking at his tenting pants now, “Tell me,” I gasped.

  Jase’s jaw dropped when my breath quickened immediately, “I smell heat and desire Carly, coming from you.”

  Oh no he didn’t!

  “Before you get all worked up let me explain.” You better! I thought.

  “Your scent is sweet, it draws me in so fucking quickly I can hardly stand not touching you,” he smirked, dimple winked, who-who clenched the balls, “I’m like a fat kid to cake with you, Baby.”

  I laughed out loud and then whimpered. Jase stepped quickly to me, and I grabbed his shirt tightly in my hands, “I have to tell you something embarrassing.”

  “Did you mess yourself up down there again? Do you want me to kiss it and make it better Baby?” I couldn’t help but laugh. I looked up at him and smiled. He was referring to the time I had a chemical burn due to the fact I used hair removal cream trying to “clean up” for our big date.

  “No.”

  “Alright spill it,” he lifted my chin forcing me to look into his eyes.

  “You can’t look at me when I tell you,” I closed my eyes knowing her wouldn’t let go of my face. And now that he was rubbing my jaw bone with his thumb, I really didn’t want him to. “The girls stopped over to the hotel to surprise me.”

  “Go on,” he encouraged as his other hand now ran up and down my arm leaving goose bumps in its wake.

  “They gave me a sort of bridal shower,” God this was hard. I was psyched to have him all worked up when I revealed my balls, but apparently I had no balls at all, figuratively speaking of course.

  “That was nice of them,” he bent and nibbled on my neck.

  “Uh huh, nice, very—God Jase,” I grabbed his hair and his hand moved slowly up my shirt, “Jase…oh God,” he dipped his finger inside my cup and traced my very hard nipple and groaned into my neck.

  He pulled me up and I yelled out something about my balls and he lifted me up and pulled my legs around him as I screamed out.

  “Holy fuck Baby, you are so fucking worked up your losing it,” his teeth ran down my neck as he sat down in his chair pulling me down on him. My weight and my who- who filled with my new balls crashed down on his erection, and I came loudly.

  “Christ Carly,” he stood up and cleared his desk in one swoop of his arm and ripped my shirt open, buttons flew everywhere. He yanked my cup down and my breasts sprung free. His teeth pulled on my nipples, and he sucked harshly as he kicked his shoes off and dropped his pants. Jase pushed m
y skirt up and ripped my panties, his thumb pressed down on my clit, and I came so hard I thought I was going to throw up.

  Always a giver, his tongue pressed harshly against my tender, swollen sex lips. Jase licked my clit sending me once again into orbit and each time I tried to say something he did it again. He is amazing, absolutely fucking amazing, and right now I could care less about my…

  “WHAT. THE. FUCK. IS. THAT!”

  The entire world stopped turning and I covered my face and then looked at his shocked expression, “Surprise?”

  Chapter 3

  I looked up at Carly laying spread eagle on my desk-- her chest rose and fell quickly and she was now covering her face as I sat back literally holding my chest expecting at any point that my heart was going to jump out of it.

  “Jase," she whispered and closed her legs, “Please give me my shirt.”

  She sat up and jumped off my desk and moaned, she fucking moaned like she does when I am inside her and now whatever the fuck that thing was, was now my mortal enemy. I make her moan mother fucker. Knowing what a jackass I was being pissed me off further.

  I was pissed beyond pissed. And she knew it. I was pacing my office butt ass naked trying to figure out what to say. I really had no clue, first of all because she wasn’t talking and second of all because, well--- because I was!

  When my head was a little bit clearer I saw her grab a shirt and throw it on, she started walking towards the door and I grabbed her arm. I tried to be calm but it was real fucking hard, “Where do you think you’re going?”

  She glared at me and pulled away, “Home.”

  “Bullshit.”

  She took a deep breath and glared at me, reached under her skirt and pulled harshly on something and clenched her teeth. Her eyes rolled back slightly and I was ready to lose it and then she threw it at me and walked out the door.

  I looked down and saw the little bastard; it looked like a fucking mouse but damn if it didn’t smell like her.

  I took off behind her and grabbed her by the waist, pulling her out of the elevator. I carried her down the hall. There were no other offices on this floor besides Abe’s, Cyrus’s and mine. So if she screamed the worst thing that could happen is Cyrus would come out of his office and laugh his ass off.

  When she stopped squirming, she pulled her knees up to her chest and hugged them while I carried her in front of me I was pretty sure it would have been safe to set her down but I didn’t want to. I fucked up and knew it. When I felt her trembling in my arms I knew it very well.

  I kicked the door shut and leaned back against it. Scared as hell of letting go of her I slid down my office door and held her so tight against me I knew she couldn’t leave. I held my face against her head and felt her shake. I loosened my arms, fearing I was hurting her and she sat forward.

  I watched as she played with her finger, well actually the ring I had put on her finger.

  “Baby can we talk about this?” I whispered into her hair.

  She shook her head no as she continued playing with her finger, which honestly made me nervous as hell.

  “I didn’t mean to hurt your feelings Carly, I really didn’t.”

  She rested her head on her knees pulling further away from me. I couldn’t help myself I leaned forward and rubbed her back. She didn’t pull away, thank God.

  After several minutes I needed to break the silence, it was fucking killing me.

  So I wrapped her hair around my hand and pulled her head back. Her eyes were still closed but her head eventually ended up on my shoulder, which is exactly where it belonged. I kissed her cheek several times, softly… I knew she had to be spent and yes I’m all fucking male and the fact that that little rat thing is the cause of it, pissed me off. We would be talking about that and she would be telling me why I was being fucking stupid, but in the way my Baby does it, sweet and soft just like the kisses I was now giving her. I opened my eyes at her looking at me. I gave her puppy dog eyes and I wasn’t even trying. She started to turn away and I held tightly to her hair.

  “Did the book club give you these things?” I smirked and held my little rat nemesis up.

  She closed her eyes tightly and shook her head yes. Progress she didn’t scowl at me or shoot poison darts out of her eyes.

  “Baby did it come with a warning?” Well that was stupid, funny but stupid. She jumped up and let out a frustrated breath.

  “I’m just asking I mean seriously you were a hot mess Carly, I wasn’t sure if it was me or…” I was trying to be funny but the second part of that came out rather clipped and she swung around and glared. I’m talking if I was a lesser man, that ice-cold look would have chilled me to the bone. But I’m NOT a lesser man.

  Then she started laughing and I swear to you aside from I love you and Yes to my proposal, that was the sweetest sound I have ever in my life heard. And true to form the prince rose from shame as I stood naked in front of her and hell yeah she noticed.

  I seriously felt my heart stop when I realized I had chased her down the hall like that, butt ass naked.

  “Baby, I need just a minute,” I grabbed her arm and dragged her behind me to my desk I sat in my chair and let go of her hand and dialed Cyrus’s extension.

  It rang ones and he picked up, “She see that thing a run little brother?” Cyrus roared into the phone. “She asked for a real man, you need me to come down and take care of that for you?”

  “Fuck you,” I was pissed, “Erase that shit and the ones from the elevator got it Cyrus?”

  “One suggestion before I hang up? You need more ink,” Cyrus chuckled.

  “Oh yeah and what makes you think that?”

  “It may hold her attention longer than the prince did,” Cyrus laughed loudly.

  “Baby are you dissatisfied with anything that goes on between us?”

  Carly was looking at the photos on my file cabinet, “Jase that’s not why I had those damn balls in my who-who….”

  Cyrus laughed so loud Carly heard him and spun around and covered her mouth. I closed my eyes fighting the urge to smash my brother in the jaw.

  “Erase it now!” I hung up the phone and looked at Carly who I swear was in shock.

  I sat down and patted my shoulder, she hung her head and slowly walked up to me, it was cute, really cute.

  “I didn’t know you were still on the phone with him,” Carly grabbed her hair and her shoulders slouched in, “I want to go home and sleep.”

  I pulled her down on my lap and immediately felt the heat from her pussy against me. I tore her panties off and I was so glad I did. She looked up at me when she felt me beneath her. “You wanna tell me what you had planned earlier?”

  She looked down at my hand that was now rubbing her knee and I was slowly, very slowly moving it up her thigh.

  “Just wanted to surprise you. I…” she held her breath when shifted slightly and her lashes fluttered, “The girls gave me lots of things.”

  “Things for you?” I was hoping this would lead her to where I needed this to go, for my own sanity.

  “Us,” her voice squeaked and I was fucking steel beneath her.

  “That was thoughtful of them,” and right there, it hit me like someone just dropped a brick on my balls. I was a completely insane douche. I smiled, and the look on her face melted my heart she was actually frowning. “Baby I’m laughing at what an ass I am, not at you.”

  She immediately looked confused which I have to admit turned me on a bit more than I am comfortable admitting.

  “I was pissed at those things. They were doing MY job, Baby. You were fucking so turned on and I was real fucking sure it was all me and it wasn’t. Maybe I need an ego check now and then.”

  “I wouldn’t have been that way if I wasn’t coming to see you,” her little lips quivered and I wanted to suck it, so I did. She started to talk and I begrudgingly let that pouty little morsel go. She needed to vent and I was her guy, the one who she could turn to when she was upset. The one who apparently needed
her to do that if I was actually jealous of the damn jingle mouse.

  “Start at the beginning, Baby.”

  And she did. She stood up and paced, “I missed you. I wanted to be sure you missed me so I played a little game, well you did the same thing,” she stopped and crossed her arms in front of her and waited for me to reply.

  Knowing exactly what she was looking for I gave it to her, “Yes Baby, I know I surprised you at Stanford and you were really happy.”

  She threw her hands in the air, “Right? So I get to the airport and went into the bathroom.”

  I laughed and she stopped and smiled, “I was thinking the same thing, what is it with airport bathrooms and us?” She even giggled as she continued pacing, “So I’m at the sink and I lifted my foot up like this.”

  I damn near blew a load all over my office when she hiked her skirt up and set her foot on the arm of my chair and all I could see is pink and pretty and I wanted to fucking lick her so bad. I started to reach out to touch her and she smacked my hand and laughed and then she kept talking. Arms flailing and pacing about she was going on and on and I really wanted to listen but her pussy had just been in my face and she fucking waxed when she was gone, not that I mind hair I don’t but her pretty pink little pussy did things to me and…

  “Jase you’re not upset?” She smiled proudly and pounced on my lap and hugged me tightly, “Thank God that’s what I thought you’d be mad about I wanted to punch the idiot in the head but …”

  I pulled her mouth against mine. I swear to you after the pussy shot in my face she sounded like Charlie Browns fucking teacher. I am not a complete douche, I love when she talks to me and goes on her cute little tangents but I needed in so bad. I was lapping inside her mouth like I had been starved for years. I stood up cupping her ass as I sunk a finger inside of her, normally I would tease her awhile but there wasn’t time so I zoned in on the spot and she bit my neck as she cried out against my skin. It sent shiver down my spine. I pulled my finger out and licked it, “So damn good, Baby.”