THE 18TH FLOOR

by Margie Church

  "I enjoyed seeing you so much last night. I'm just sorry you had another commitment and had to leave early. The night was young."

  The woman's tone sounded more friendly than professional to Alexa. She crooked her neck, anxious to hear Sebi's response.

  "It couldn't be helped."

  "I'm looking forward to these next few weeks. It'll be like old times. You and me, again."

  Alexa raised her eyebrows. Concealed and listening intently, Alexa waited to hear which side of the truth Sebastian would play.

  "I'm sure you'll enjoy working at Greggerson. There are lots of challenges for a person of your intellect."

  Alexa could barely contain a giggle. Squaring her shoulders, she walked into his office. “Good morning, Sebastian."

  Sebi had been propped against his desk, legs stretched out in front of him, with his hands clasped on his thighs. Seeing her enter, he smiled and reached out his hand to her.

  "Angelique Bartowe, meet Alexa Robbins."

  Evangelique extended her hand for Alexa to shake. Diamonds dripped from three of her perfectly manicured fingers. Gold bracelets hung from her slender wrist. “You must be the new Sub."

  Alexa bristled at the derogatory emphasis Evangelique placed on the word Sub.

  His eyes narrowed in anger. “Don't be a bitch."

  Perfectly tweezed brows framed Evangelique's chocolate brown, oval eyes. Her hair, straightened and highlighted with a shimmer of merlot, accentuated her high cheekbones and angular jaw. When she smiled, brilliant white teeth were the reward. Evangelique obviously earned a good salary and decorated herself with the benefits. Too bad she'd come off sounding exactly the way Sebi had tagged her—a bitch—or Alexa might have complimented her on her stunning good looks.

  "Do you wear his collar, Alexa?"

  Sebi answered for her. “That's none of your business."

  She glared at Alexa, exuding confidence. “I did."

  "Past tense.” Sebastian's tone was as dry as toast.

  Alexa found her voice. “And no opportunities in the present or future."

  Sebi squeezed her hand. “I'll see you in the white room later, Evangelique. I believe we're finished."

  "Completely finished.” Alexa didn't hide the sneer in her voice.

  Sebi ushered Evangelique out the door and shut it behind her. Coming back to Alexa, he took her hands in his. “Sorry about that. She has such a powerful personality."

  "That's putting it lightly. You were together?"

  "Yes, last year."

  Sebi was more than a booty call to Alexa; she wanted to know more. “Why did it end? Because you came here?"

  His gaze leveled, his demeanor remained open. In every context except their sex life, Sebi treated Alexa as an equal. “She couldn't be a happy as a submissive.” He placed Alexa's hair behind her left ear. “She constantly sought control. I'm not a switch or a bottom in the bedroom. I'm a top. Period.” He shrugged. “The power play eked into every aspect of our relationship. When I told her I was breaking things off, she got creative. She bought a collar and wore it, trying to soothe me."

  Alexa frowned. “What a control freak. She seems like a bright woman. I find it hard to believe she'd think that tactic would work with you."

  "It bought her a little time. She wore the collar like a prize. A lot of Subs wear them because they're happy and proud to be owned by their Dominant, not because they're playing mind games."

  "How did she take the breakup?"

  "You saw her today. She's still trying to worm her way back into my life. It's a waste of time. If I have to work with her, I'll deal with that, but a personal relationship is impossible. Even if you weren't in the picture. You can't change your nature, you know?"

  Alexa's stomach took a queasy three-sixty. “Are you saying you'd still be together if she could have been a willing Sub?"

  "I doubt it. It's tiring to battle constantly. There was always this subtle pressure to do everything her way or it's the highway. I'm not wired that way."

  Alexa smirked. “The highway sounds much more peaceful."

  The beautiful smile Alexa loved so much, lit up his face. “You are so much more peaceful.” He gave her a soft kiss. “Good morning."

  "Closer to lunch than breakfast now."

  A quick check of his watch confirmed the time. “You've had a long day already, haven't you?"

  Alexa rested her head on his shoulder, inhaling his masculine scent, enjoying his unwavering strength. “Sometimes I could stay this way forever. When I'm with you, I'm reminded how much I need to get away and not work so much. I get sucked into the projects and don't come up for air."

  "Maybe we should take a vacation together."

  She looked into his eyes. “Are you serious?"

  "I can arrange to take some time off, if you can."

  The idea thrilled her. “Where would we go?"

  "Let's talk about it over dinner or in bed tonight.” He looked at his watch. “I'm going to be late. I have to go."

  His lips met hers in a swift, but hot kiss. Every time he touched her, she melted. Alexa hoped that delicious response wouldn't change anytime soon.

  Taking her hand, he led her to the door. He gave her another quick kiss before he opened it. “Call me when you're ready to go."

  Just before 5:00 p.m., Alexa called Sebastian. “I can be out of here in twenty minutes. How about you?"

  "I'm afraid it's going to be a little longer for me. I've got a few problems.” He sounded tense, as though pressed for time.

  "Is one of those problems Evanelique?"

  "How'd you guess? I should have things wrapped up in an hour. Do you want to meet at your place or mine?"

  "I can stay if you want."

  "No, I don't want to make you wait. Just in case it takes a little longer, go home and I'll meet you there."

  "Okay. I'll get some dinner ready for us, too. And keep that woman in line."

  He chuckled. “I like the way you talk. I'll see you soon."

  A slow burn started in Alexa's gut. Evanelique was a problem that needed to be nipped in the bud. She didn't like the idea of an ex interfering in her relationship with Sebastian. It didn't take any stretch of her imagination to figure out who was back to old tricks. Tricks are for whores. She's going to be kicked off the corner soon.

  Ten minutes later, Alexa strode into the company parking ramp. Her car door unlocked with a twerp. She tossed her briefcase and purse in the passenger seat.

  When she drove out of the company's secure garage, the guard waved to her, as he did each night.

  It seemed odd to leave work so early. She couldn't recall the last time she'd left before 7:00 p.m. I sure hope Sebastian isn't going to be hung up too much longer

  Even though traffic crept along at times, her drive was uneventful. A few miles from home, Alexa pulled into The Chopping Block for takeout. She figured she could bump up her 401k contributions another ten-percent if she ate out less often. Naw, China Mist would go out of business. Smiling, she shut her car door.

  A black sedan pulled in and parked a few rows away. Alexa had noticed a similar looking car a few times in the stop-and-go traffic. Was this the same one? She squinted to get a look at the driver. Unsuccessful, Alexa shrugged and walked into the restaurant.

  Twenty-five minutes later, she pulled into her garage at home. As the door slid down behind her, she glimpsed a black sedan cruising past the driveway. Frowning, she wondered if it was the same car she'd seen earlier. She couldn't recall seeing it follow her home. Was Evanelique looking to stir up some more trouble? The idea of Evanelique following her seemed preposterous. She's working with Sebi this afternoon. Or is she

  "There's one way to find out.” Alexa took out her phone and called Sebi.

  He answered on the second ring. “Hey, I was going to call you. I'm walking out the door."

  "Fantastic. I just pulled in the garage. I picked up some dinner and I'll be waiting."

  "I'll be there in thirty minutes."


  "Sebi, before you hang up ... was Evangelique there with you all afternoon?"

  "Pretty much. She left my office a little while ago. Why do you ask?"

  "Just wondering."

  "Do I hear some jealousy in your voice?"

  His tone was playful and Alexa knew from the start she had no reason to worry about Evangelique coming between her and Sebastian. Could she be a pain in the ass? Sure. But break them up? No way.

  "I won't share you, if that's what you mean. She'll have a fight on her hands."

  He laughed, deep and throaty. “That's what I like to hear. I'll see you soon."

  Alexa took the key out of the ignition, gathered her belongings, and went inside. From the kitchen window, she could view the street. She craned her neck, looking. For what? Better yet, for whom?

  After a couple minutes of seeing nothing out of the ordinary, Alex put the chopped salads she'd bought in the fridge. She moved through her apartment, straightening the chaos that always made her feel like she didn't really live there. After changing the sheets, she hustled to the bathroom. Sebi would be here before she knew it.

  Warm water drizzled down her body, soothing her anxiety over the mysterious car. Although she wished she could take her time in the shower, Alexa hurried through her routine. She had just grabbed a towel when the doorbell rang.

  She called from the bathroom. “Be right there.” Wiggling into her bathrobe took a bit of work since her body was dripping wet. “Coming.” Boy, isn't that the operative word? The thought made her giggle.

  After looking through the peephole, she unlocked the door. Sebastian's appreciative grin made her nipples pebble.

  He pushed the door closed with his butt and then untied her robe. “This is what I call a hello."

  His head dipped to her damp skin, making her body quiver. She cupped his head, loving the arousing sensations his lips created.

  "Fuck or eat first, Master?” she asked in a breathy voice.

  He lifted her onto his hips and carried her to the bedroom. Alexa rested her head in the crook of his neck. Inhaling his musky scent, her anticipation grew with every step he took.

  Her robe hit the floor a second after her feet did. His hands and lips seemed to be everywhere at once, nibbling, caressing. His breath fell against her skin and mingled with urgent-sounding groans. For a fleeting moment, she thought about stopping to give him the present, but Sebi seemed so intent on having her right now, she didn't dare distract him. Not that she wanted to. Punishment wasn't something she wanted tonight.

  "May I undress you?” she asked in a quiet voice.

  Sebi straightened. “Hurry."

  God, the look on his face. Ferocious desire was the best description Alexa could come up with. Averting his eyes, she made fast work of his shirt buttons. She slid the garment from his shoulders and flung it away. His hands were already at his slacks, fingers unfastening, unzipping. His erection popped through the opening of his boxer briefs, making her pussy burn for it.

  She removed the garment, anxious to know what he wanted her to do next.

  His arms wound around her body. “You feel so amazing. Put a condom on me. I want you now."

  Eager to comply, she got the condom and rolled it over his flesh.

  Turning her by the shoulders, he urged her to the bed. His fingers grazed her wet folds, making her shudder.

  "Alexa, what you do to me.” A tenor of wonder clung to his words.

  Hanging onto the footboard, she spread her legs. “Make love to me. Take me until you're satisfied and then give me what I need."

  Sebi pressed against her entrance. His first thrust took her breath away.

  She cried out as her walls stretched to accommodate him. “Ahh!"

  Sebastian seemed unable to verbalize what he wanted or what he thought. His body did all the talking. Taut with strength and control, he took what she offered so eagerly.

  The slapping sounds of their flesh meeting with rapid force filled the bedroom and coupled with their spontaneous responses. The scent of sex clung to her nostrils, propelling her desire.

  He withdrew his cock. Without warning, he spanked the lower curve of her butt cheek, just above the thigh.

  She shrieked with surprise.

  "Alexa, I won't hurt you. I need this.” Tension filled his voice and demeanor.

  Uncertain, she gritted her teeth and nodded.

  His hand fell again, a little firmer this time. Afterward he caressed her stinging flesh. Then another slap connected.

  Alexa couldn't watch. She was afraid she'd flinch if she saw the blow coming and that might anger him. The room rang with the sound of his hand hitting with her ass once more. She closed her eyes, trying to discern whether the pain enhanced her pleasure. The intense look in his eyes illustrated how exciting this was for him. One more stinging slap landed. Tears prickled the corners of her eyes. Then she was surprised to feel not his hands, but his lips on her hot flesh.

  "You gave me what I needed. It's your turn.” He dove into her wetness with the same fiery exuberance he'd displayed with his cock.

  She rose on her toes, presenting her bottom more fully to his wicked mouth. “May I come? Please say I can."

  "Yes.” Her pussy muffled his voice.

  She rolled her hips against his face. His fingers inside her enhanced the incredible sensations. Her legs trembled from tensing her muscles and standing on her toes. An overwhelming orgasm built.

  With his fingers still working their magic, Sebastian stood and slapped her butt.

  Determined to please him, she begged for more. “Again."

  "That's my girl. Your ass is such a beautiful shade of red.” He leaned and kissed the area he'd spanked. Then his cock replaced his fingers inside her.

  "Rub your naughty clit. I want to feel your pussy walls gripping my dick. Do it now!” The urgency in his voice made her think he was on the verge of coming.

  Her fingers rolled against her hypersensitive nub, firing the orgasm she'd been anticipating. “Jesus!” She squealed with released energy, exploding passion.

  He pulled out and dragged off the condom. A few rough jerks on his cock and Sebi came all over her ass. His breathing labored in the throes of his own climax. He spanked her ass with his cock then rubbed his spunk over her sore flesh.

  "You're amazing.” He leaned forward, holding her from behind. “A true addiction."

  An hour later, after having eaten dinner, Alexa rested in Sebastian's arms. Usually she spent the night at his place and it was a nice change of pace to be together at her home.

  Thumping and shouts from above made his eyebrows raise.

  "Your neighbors ... bunch of noisy nymphos.” Her head bobbed up and down as laughter rumbled through his chest, carrying her along with him.

  She snorted. “Told you."

  "I don't know how you've put up with it.” He stroked her shoulder, loving the velvet-soft skin beneath his hand.

  "What should I tell the building manager? They fuck too loud?"

  "Too often, too."

  "We could try to make them jealous."

  He laughed at her impish expression. Her musical laughter joined his. “This is nice. I missed you last night."

  "Do you have to leave extra early to go home and change?” She twiddled with the short hairs encircling his nipples.

  He brushed her hand away. “That tickles."

  "Too bad, it's fun.” She went back to playing.

  Sebi rolled her beneath him. “Enough.” His tone was playfully serious. He looked into her eyes. Even in the dim candlelight, he could feel the warmth of her affection for him. In the short time they'd known each other she'd wormed her way into his emotions deeper than any woman ever had. Love her? He wasn't sure. Need her? He frowned. It was getting damn close.

  "What?” she asked, all innocent and curious sounding.

  He rolled off her and then settled her back in his arms. Grasping her hand kept her fingers from wandering into ticklish territory again.<
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  She giggled and tugged them back. “I'll behave like a good little subbie."

  The moniker surprised him. “Do you feel that way, Alexa?"

  "Like a good Subbie?"

  The pit of his stomach tensed. He wanted her to say, yes. He couldn't imagine having to let her go, to walk away because his lifestyle was incompatible with her ideals. Everything about their relationship had been perfect to this point.

  "I'm starting to understand the nuances of what you want, what you need. I don't know about the spanking. You surprised me with that."

  "Did I hurt you?"

  "Not particularly.” She propped on an elbow. “I will say this. It didn't feel like punishment. Like you were beating me. The way you kissed my skin and seemed to know when you'd gone far enough. I felt the way you..."

  "Care?"

  She nodded, her eyes welling with tears.

  He kissed her forehead. “I'd never hurt you. Though I might wield instruments of pain, they don't have to be painful. I like to spank. And flog.” He noticed the sharp intake of her breath. “I won't deny that, but we can find ways to help you enjoy it. And if you don't, we'll find something else."

  "Darius..."

  He put his index finger to her lips. “Shh. I'm not him. Not like him. You're important to me.” The way her body tensed made Sebastian wonder if there was something else bothering her. “We have all the time in the world to explore what we like and get to know each other. Let's not worry about people from our past."

  "Even if they're staring you in the face?"

  "You mean Evanelique?"

  She nodded.

  "She can't compare to you.” He raised her chin until their eyes met. “Trust me on this. She's not half the woman you are.” He kissed her lips. “Let's get some sleep."

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  CHAPTER SEVEN

  Alexa paused outside the eighteenth floor conference room. The meeting concluded a few minutes ago, but ideas and questions kept cropping up in her mind. Leaning against the wall, she scribbled on a notepad before her thoughts evaporated.

  Her assignments were very challenging on the Jupiter module. Between this project and the new Calypso satellite, Alexa's days were booked. And so were most evenings. And some weekends. When can I take that vacation with Sebi? She opened her data manager and looked over her schedule. If I don't pencil in a few days or a week now, it'll never get done. Late October seemed far away, but that was the best she could do. She forwarded a note to Sebi so he could make plans, too.