by Stella Stone
My body is loose and sated, I let him move me, use me, and when he empties inside of me on a low growl, I feel every ounce of his hot cum fill me up.
When his body relaxes, I fall against his chest, my lips kissing his neck. I just feel his body beneath my own, his cock still half-mast inside of me. I know this is where I was always meant to be. With him—with Liam.
CHAPTER NINETEEN
SHAWN
I’m a ball of nerves. I shift in my seat, unable to concentrate on the work in front of me. Today is the day that Liam is going to tell my father about us. My dad wants to do dinner with Liam and his new girlfriend, tomorrow night. Meaning dinner with me tomorrow night. He’s going to flip his shit, I just know it.
My phone makes a noise, I pick it up after I jump about five feet in the air from my seat. “Yes?” I say trying to calm my racing heart down.
“You’re a mess, princess. I told you, don’t stress,” Liam’s soothing voice says on the other end of the line.
I turn my head to look at him from behind the glass window in his office. He’s leaning back in his chair, a grin on his face. I give him a small smile and shake my head. “You’re too calm. It’s bothering me,” I whisper.
“Come into my office, let me calm you down a bit,” he laughs.
I shake my head. “We can’t do that here, we’ll get caught,” I breathe.
My entire body lights up at the thought of fucking him in his office, again. The simple idea of getting caught should be enough to deter me away from even thinking about it, but it doesn’t, that only excites me more.
The thought of someone walking in, while he’s buried inside of me, of them watching as he makes me come. Watching the way he moves inside of only me. A shiver runs through me and I squeeze my thighs together, then slam the phone down in the cradle.
Standing from my chair, I smooth my skirt down. Turning away from my desk, I slip inside of Liam’s office. Walking over to his window, I close the blinds before I make my way over to his desk.
“Stop,” he demands once I reach the side. I do, my feet firmly planted to the ground. He turns in his chair, standing and takes the few steps between us.
Without a word, he walks behind me. His hands gather my hair, shifting it over my shoulder before his lips touch the side of my neck. “Everything will be fine, princess,” he rasps. His hands travel down my sides and I whimper when he gathers my skirt and pulls it up over my ass, to my waist.
His finger slips beneath the waistband of my panties and slowly slides from side to side, before he hooks it and tugs them down to mid-thigh. He stands up straight, his other hand against my back. I feel his palm press against the center of my spine, pushing me forward.
Bending over in front of him, I lay my chest against the desk, my cheek resting on the warm wood, as I look toward the door. Liam’s hands grab ahold of my ass and he spreads me apart. “I’ll be here too one day, princess. This body is mine now, isn’t it?” he asks.
His words and the meaning behind them send a chill throughout my entire body. I want that. I want him to take every piece of me. I am his, all of me. I know whatever he’ll do, it will feel amazing, and I can’t wait.
LIAM
Her pussy is already wet, I can see it as I spread her ass apart. Fuck, all of her is appealing. Every fucking part of her body calls to me, it always has, since the moment I laid eyes on her.
Unbuckling my pants, I shove them down my legs, before wrapping my hand around my cock and stroking. Taking two fingers, I fill Shawn’s pussy with them, groaning when I discover just how wet she truly is. Goddamn this woman is always soaking for me.
Taking my fingers out of her, I swirl them around her clit. Rubbing firm circles, against her nub, she pushes back. She’s silently begging for more. I don’t want her silent though, I want her to tell me, to plead and beg, verbally.
“Liam,” she moans.
I pinch her clit, causing her back to arch. “Tell me exactly what you want, princess,” I demand.
She pushes back again, lifting and turning her head to look at me from over her shoulder. “I need you inside of me, please,” she breathes.
It isn’t begging, or pleading, it’s more like a polite demand, but I don’t give a fuck. I fill her pussy with one swift thrust of my hips, groaning when I’m rooted completely inside of her.
“Christ,” I mutter.
She does a little wiggle before pushing back against me. Moving my hands to her hips, I grip her tightly before I pull out and slam back inside. I fuck her, hard, trying to keep her hips from slamming against the side of the desk. Every now and then my desk moves a little from the force of the way I thrust into her.
“Yes. I’m close,” she hisses.
Removing one of my hands from her hip, I slide it up her back, twisting it in her hair before I pull her head back, changing the angle. “Oh my God, right there,” she moans.
I feel her pussy flutter, clamping around me as she makes a sobbing noise, coming hard. The door flies open and I’m unable to stop moving, fucking her into the goddamn desk. I turn my head to see who is standing in the entrance of my office.
“What in the fuck?” a deep voice roars just as my load empties inside of Shawn’s sweet tight body.
“Daddy, I can explain,” Shawn whispers.
I don’t know what she’s going to explain. She’s bent over my desk, her hair in my hand, my cock buried inside of her. It’s pretty fucking self-explanatory.
“Wanna step outside so we can get decent, and then we’ll all talk,” I offer.
Leonardo growls, stepping out of my office and slams the door behind him. “Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuck,” Shawn chants as I slip from her body and adjust my clothes. She quickly does the same, her eyes wild and her face pale.
I cup her cheeks in my palms, and look down at her, pressing my lips to her in a hard kiss. “Go and make yourself scarce. Let me talk to him, man-to-man. Don’t worry about a thing, princess. I got this, and I have you, Shawn.”
She calms down, marginally, as she nods, tears filling her eyes. “Are you sure this is all going to be okay?” she whimpers.
I smirk, giving her a nod, releasing her face only to wrap my hands around her waist and pull her body against my own.
“I will take care of everything. Trust me,” I murmur, brushing my lips across hers.
She takes a deep breath as I release her. I watch her hurry off, her father’s eyes narrowing on her as she runs toward the filing room.
“Come in, close the door, let’s talk Leo,” I call out.
His narrowed gaze turns on me and it’s full of hateful fire, of which I’ve earned. He did just catch me fucking his daughter. He stomps in, slamming the door closed and I make my way behind my desk, needing the space from him, as I’m sure he needs from me as well.
This talk had to come today anyway, may as well be right fucking now.
CHAPTER TWENTY
SHAWN
I run to the filing room. I can feel my dad’s gaze on me the entire time and tears fall from my eyes as he watches me. I can’t believe he walked in on me having sex. It doesn’t even matter who I was having it with, the fact is he saw me.
Once I’m inside of the filing room, I find the small table and chair in the corner and sink down. Resting my forehead against the table I attempt to breathe. I stay like this, trying not to imagine my dad and Liam going to blows, but I know my dad, he’s a hot head. They’re probably calling security in to break up the fight right now.
I hear the door open, then close. I don’t look up immediately, assuming it’s either another secretary, intern, or in my hopes and dreams, it’s Liam.
“I saw you run in here,” a voice says. It’s creepy and a shiver runs down my spine. I lift my head to see Mike standing in front of the only door in this room.
Keeping my eyes on him, I stand. I don’t know where I’m going to go, there is no escape, and the way he’s looking at me makes me think that he knows and he’s happy about that.<
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“I’ve been watching you, Shawn. You know, I don’t think you father would like the things you do with Mr. Thomas,” he practically sings.
Narrowing my eyes, I wonder if it’s him that sent my dad into Liam’s office earlier. “I’ll keep that in mind,” I nod, gulping before I give him a fake, shaky smile.
He shakes his head. “Maybe I should tell him,” he sneers.
Well, at least he didn’t know what I was doing fifteen minutes ago, and he obviously didn’t send my dad in, so that answers that question.
“Please don’t tell him,” I attempt to plead.
It doesn’t matter if he does, I mean, my dad already saw everything he needs to know at this point, and so much more that he didn’t need to know.
“Maybe if you fuck me the way you fuck your boss, I’ll be more inclined to keep it to myself,” he grins.
I bite the inside of my cheek, trying to decide what I’m going to say to him to get out of here. I know he’s been attracted to me for a while, and he’s always cornering me, but this is going too far. He’s no longer just that creepy copy guy, this is so much more.
He takes a step forward, I take one backward until my back hits the wall behind me. I start to panic, my breaths coming out in pants.
LIAM
After a lot of swearing, yelling and angry words, Leo leaves my office and needless to say I am uninvited to dinner tomorrow night. In fact, he wants to have a family meeting with Shawn. He also made it clear that I wasn’t invited to that. Which I find hilarious, because I’m fucking going. Shawn is my family now, she’s mine and I go where she goes, simple as that.
I leave my office to go in search of her. I quickly head toward the filing room. Wrapping my hand around the handle, I push the door open slightly.
It’s almost as if there is something blocking the door. I push a little harder and I hear a thud. When the door finally opens, the sight in front of me sends chills down to my fucking bones.
Shawn is plastered against the wall and Mike, the copy guy is sprawled out on his stomach. I look down from him, to Shawn. She looks frozen in fear, fucking downright terrified.
“Princess?” I ask. She shakes her head, her eyes wide and scared.
Mike rolls over to his back, then stands. He lunges for me, but he’s slow, lankly and weak. I step to the side and watch as he falls onto his face. A few people stand from their desks, but all I can focus on is him, as Shawn’s small body presses against my back.
“Call security,” I shout.
Someone raises their hand and presses their phone to their ear. I keep my eyes focused on Mike, waiting and watching for him to move. He must have given up, he stays planted on his face until security appears.
“What happened?” the guard asks.
I open my mouth to speak, but Shawn is faster. She explains to the security guard exactly what happened. My fist clenches at my side and I try to keep myself in check, my anger in check. I almost fail, but when Shawn interlaces her fingers with mine, I let out a breath and relax, marginally.
The security guard, hauls Mike away with the intent to call the police. He informs us that Shawn will need to give them her statement and he’ll call up here to my office when it’s time. I thank him, and watch as he takes Mike away.
“In my office,” I growl, glancing down to her.
The entire office is so quiet you could hear a pin drop as I tug her behind me toward my office. Once the door closes, I turn around slamming her back against the wood and I press my lips against hers, hard. I take from her, kiss her with everything that I have. When I’m finished, I press my forehead against hers and inhale her sweet scent.
“I could have lost you, he could have hurt you,” I breathe.
Her soft hands wrap around the back of my neck and she hums. “He didn’t, because you were there,” she says.
I grunt, lifting my head. Her gaze finds mine and it’s full of unshed tears. “I love you, Shawn. I will try with everything that I am not to let anyone hurt you, ever,” I say, my heart thumping against my chest.
Her once unshed tears begin to fall, as her lips turn up into a smile. It’s so fucking big it takes over her gorgeous face and I can’t help but give her a matching one.
“I love you too, Liam. I shouldn’t, I mean, we shouldn’t be together I’m sure, but I don’t care. You’re it for me, everything about you makes me happy,” she says as her tears continue to fall down her full pink cheeks.
“I thought I would be alone, forever alone. I thought a lot of fucking things about what my future would hold. I never once thought that it would hold the beauty that is you.”
“Take me to your house, Liam,” she breathes.
I shake my head. “I’ll take you home, Shawn, to our home. You’re mine now. Your parents know it, the world knows it. I’m not spending another fucking day without you.”
I don’t give her a moment to reply, I press my lips against hers, sliding my tongue deep in her mouth and I kiss my fucking woman.
EPILOGUE
ONE YEAR LATER
SHAWN
Liam places his hand at the small of my back as he presses the doorbell. I suck in a deep breath. It’s been a year since I’ve spoken to them. A year since my father demanded to be bought out of Thomas Investments. A year since our family meeting where both of my parents told me that I was making the biggest mistake of my life.
Thank God I didn’t listen to them. Thank God Liam was at my side, telling them that they were wrong.
There is a noise next to him and I look to the side with a smile. Our baby is tucked in, sleeping in his car carrier, his legs stretched out as he dreams. Yes, thank God I defied them for the first time ever.
The door swings open and my father’s eyes meet mine. He looks the same, his eyes a little less bright. When he sees me they perk up, but then his gaze shifts to Liam and they dull again. I hate it.
Taking a step forward, I wrap my arms around his neck and hug him. His body is stiff for a second before he inhales a deep breath and returns the hug. His arms wrap tightly around me. We stay like that for at least five minutes, just holding onto one another, attempting to make up for a year of missed moments like this.
“Okay,” he says clearing his throat and taking a step back. “Come inside.”
When we left a year ago, he said that Liam wasn’t allowed in his home, ever again. Liam hesitates stepping over the threshold, his eyes meet mine and I give him a small smile.
We walk into my parents’ house and I expect the memories of our last encounter to flood my mind, but they don’t. I’ve forgiven them, and moved on from the fight. I have a beautiful life, the best life.
My mother is sitting in the living room. As soon as we step inside she stands, her eyes filling with tears and she launches herself at me. We all erupt in chatter, tears, and fierce apologies. This is the end of the bitterness, of the hurt feelings, of the anger. This is the beginning of something beautiful, of family reunited.
We spend the next several hours, passing the baby around the room, holding and cuddling him as we catch up on what’s happened the past year. My mother doesn’t miss the gigantic ring on my finger.
“You’re married?” she asks with a tremble in her voice.
I nod. “We went to the justice of the peace the day after we found out I was pregnant with, Keith,” I explain.
I don’t tell her that the reason we had a justice of the peace wedding was because I insisted on one. I don’t continue with the story, to tell her that Liam tried to talk me into a larger affair, but I didn’t feel right without my parents being there.
I don’t tell her that I cried during the whole ceremony because I wanted them there by my side. It doesn’t matter anymore, it’s over and done with, and none of us can go back and change anything.
“I’m sorry, for everything, for our stubbornness. Look at you two, look at Keith, we were obviously wrong to try and tell you who to love,” my mom whispers as she holds Keith close and wipes
a tear off of her cheek.
I shake my head, but I’m too caught up in my emotions to speak. “No more sorry’s, let’s just move forward,” Liam finally says. He’s stayed quiet this entire time, up until now. I reach over to him, wrapping my hand around his and squeezing.
LIAM
“I fucked up big time,” Leo announces as he takes a sip from his high ball glass.
Shoving my hands in my pockets, I look out at his yard. His grass is green and his flowers are all in bloom. “I did too. I should have come right out and told you when I started having feelings for her. You shouldn’t have found out the way you did,” I shrug.
He grunts, probably trying to rid his mind of the memory. “Mike’s out next week,” he murmurs.
It’s my turn to grunt. “Yeah, I know. I’m keeping a close eye on Shawn and Keith, he’ll never get near her again.”
Leo nods. “You know, Darlene doesn’t work. I could have her stay with them, or they could come here during the day while you’re at the office,” he murmurs.
I tilt my head to the side, a smirk playing on my lips. He doesn’t know. He has no fucking clue, and why would he, when I bought him out I didn’t give him updates on my business. I didn’t even speak to him again after the documents were signed, the ink not even dry when I started changing my life around completely.
“I work from home now, Leo. They never leave my sight,” I shrug. “Shawn is my one and only employee.”
“How?” he asks, confusion clearly crossing his features.
I smile, turning back to the expansive green grass. “I built our dream home out in the country. We live on eighty acres.”
Leo chuckles, lifting his hand, wrapping his fingers around my shoulder and squeezing. “Shawn likes it out there?” he asks.
