Elijah: The Boss's Gift

by Desconhecido(a)

  “How is Cherry?” Caleb asked, taking a sip of his whiskey.

  “She’s fine.”

  “You’ve kept her then,” Henry asked.

  “She’s not something I can get rid of.” Marcel had asked her how his gift was faring. Elijah had given the bastard a warning. When his wife had died, Elijah had gone on a rampage earning the reputation that helped him to this day. He’d killed men who’d tried to fight him, lashing out without being provoked. Elijah had done all of this until he went back to the hospital where his little girl was waiting for him.

  Bethan died in his arms, and he went to take care of business. Fifteen years ago, three gangs had been trying to take his turf from him. Elijah took out all three gangs and sent out a warning. He’d not cared at the time if he lived or died. He had held his dead wife and wanted to follow her. When he’d survived, he’d gone back to the hospital, organized what to do for his wife’s funeral, then gone to hold his daughter. Mindy had held onto his finger as if begging him to stay.

  Elijah had fought for the life he now led. Marcel may have a lot of men at his back, but none of them knew how many men owed Elijah. He learned to help other men who also helped him. John was ex-military. When the military got rid of him, Elijah picked him up. He took men who had a gift for defense and were known to be loyal, and he paid them well.

  “Donna likes her.”

  “She likes everyone,” Elijah said.

  “Lydia likes her as well, and she doesn’t like everyone,” Henry said.

  “She doesn’t even like you half the time.” Elijah chuckled. It was no secret that Lydia and Henry’s relationship was a love-hate one.

  It was cute most of the time to see the two together.

  “I’ve got to head out of here.” Elijah downed his whiskey, getting to his feet. It was a Saturday night, girls’ night. He’d been asked to give Mindy and Cherry time to themselves. Nine o’clock was more than enough time.

  He shook both men’s hands and headed out. John was waiting for him again. His life was becoming the same routine of business deals and danger. Elijah was growing bored.

  You weren’t bored of the life you led before Cherry came into your life.

  “Are you okay, boss?” John asked.

  “Yes, I’m fine.” He didn’t talk about his feelings with his men. Elijah talked to the photo of his dead wife. “Any news?”

  “None, sir. Cherry and Mindy stayed in all night. They ordered pizza, and the delivery guy flirted with Cherry. She slammed the door in his face. I don’t know what he said, but she was not impressed.”

  Elijah chuckled. He kept a lot of protection on his home. No one got near his daughter. All of his men had his cell phone number and would use it if something happened. In the last fifteen years no one had come close to his daughter. He’d kept Mindy a secret from the dark side of his life.

  “You can take the rest of the day off,” Elijah said. “And tomorrow.”

  “Will do.”

  Opening the front door, Elijah keyed in the security. The house was silent. He passed the dining room only to stop. Cherry had several books open and was jotting down notes. She didn’t look up or show any sign that she’d heard him.

  Leaning against the doorframe he watched her working. Her clear blue eyes soaked up each word.

  She glanced up and screamed. Cherry pulled her headphones out of her ears. “Shit, you scared me. I didn’t even hear you come in.”

  “You were concentrating.” He pointed at the book that she was writing in.

  “Sorry, is it late?” She looked down at her watch, frowning. “It’s only nine-thirty.”

  “Where’s Mindy?” he asked.

  “She wasn’t feeling too well so I sent her to bed. I think she’s got a bug or something.” Cherry pushed some hair off her face that had fallen down.

  “How long have you been studying?” he asked. He didn’t want her to stop talking.

  “Erm, a couple of hours. It hasn’t been long. We cut the movie short as Mindy was ill.” She stared at her books again before looking up at him. He watched the emotions flicker across her face

  Cherry was such a beautiful woman. Stepping closer into the room, he saw her cheeks were flushed.

  “What were you studying?”

  “The, erm, the reproductive process.”

  He glanced down at the book and saw the diagram of a dick. For some reason the sight didn’t offend his dick but made him a hell of a lot harder. Cherry stood and started to close her books.

  “I should be going to bed.” She placed the music player on top of the table. When she bent down Elijah got a clear view of her large tits. It had been so damn long since he’d fucked a woman. He spent nights imagining the slide of his cock inside a nice warm cunt. The only problem he had was Cherry was the woman he imagined. She was too damn young, had been through so fucking much, and he didn’t like younger women. They came with problems. He liked women who knew their own minds, who were not going to freak out at him when he slid his dick in their ass.

  The heat built inside him. He couldn’t control his need, and from the flush of her cheeks, the hard bud of her nipples, neither could Cherry.

  “You gave me one condition, Cherry.” He stepped around the table and stopped once he was in front of her. “I never break my word.” Elijah stared into her bright blue eyes, and need simply hit him. Reaching out, he cupped her face. The moment she told him to stop, he’d stop, but until then, he needed to have a little taste of her sweetness. Leaning in close, his breath brushed across her face as did hers across his. He smelled the soda she’d been drinking.

  “Elijah?”

  “Tell me to stop.”

  She closed her lips, grabbing onto his arms as he closed the distance. He was only going to brush his lips across hers, a simple kiss, but nothing in his life was ever simple. What started out as an innocent kiss, a touch of lips, became something fierce. He gripped her face hard as he slammed his tongue deep into her mouth. She moaned, opening up her lips for his touch. Sinking inside, he tasted her, and she was so fucking exquisite.

  Sliding his hand down from her cheek, he gripped her throat, feeling her rapidly beating pulse. He didn’t want to let her go. She squeezed his arms a little tighter, yet she didn’t push him away. In fact, she held him a little tighter. Moving his hand from her throat, he glided down to caress her breasts. Her nipples were rock hard buds. Stroking his finger over the hard peaks, he groaned. Touching her tits was not enough.

  Pulling away from the kiss, he gripped the neckline of her shirt, and with a tug, he yanked it open, teasing the fabric until it hung off her arms.

  Cherry gasped, pushing the ruined shirt from her shoulder. She wore a sexy as hell lace red bra.

  Her curves were on full display. Reaching out, he slid his hand around her thick waist. She didn’t push him away or tell him to stop. Staring into her eyes, Elijah forced himself to talk to her.

  “You can stop this at any time. I’m not going to fuck you against your will.”

  He watched as her fingers went back to his arm. The way she gripped him, he didn’t know if she was going to pull him closer or push him away. She licked her lips once again.

  She didn’t argue with him. Her hand slid up to the back of his neck, and she pulled him down against her.

  Her lips worked over his. Elijah gripped her waist, bringing her flush against him. He snapped the catch of her bra. Releasing her long enough to remove her bra, Elijah tugged off his jacket.

  Cherry took over, gathering his shirt in her hands and tearing it open. Buttons sprayed across either side of the room. Moving her out of the way, Elijah shoved her study books to the floor, leaving himself a space to place Cherry.

  Lifting her up, he placed her on the edge of the table that he’d exposed.

  He flicked the button of her jeans, dragging the material down her thighs. His cock pressed against the zipper of his pants. He was rock hard. Cherry wore a matching pair of red lace panties. Gripping the
edge of her panties, he pulled them down until she was naked before him. The curls covering her pussy were light, similar in color to her hair. His mouth watered as the scent of her musk met his senses.

  Going to his knees before her, he opened up her pussy to stare at the slickness staring back at him.

  She was so fucking beautiful, wet, aroused, turned on. He was going to keep her in this state.

  Elijah paused as he thought about her past.

  “Tell me you want this.”

  “I want this, Elijah, please.”

  She wriggled on the desk.

  Closing the small distance, he slid his tongue through her slick cunt, teasing her clit. She cried out, gripping the edge of the table. Moving down, he fucked into her tight cunt, repeatedly fucking inside her. He didn’t stop, gliding his tongue up he replaced his tongue with his fingers, fucking her.

  Her cream leaked out of her pussy, spilling down to wet her rosette.

  Flicking her clit, he stared up her body. Her eyes were wide, and Elijah wondered if he was the first man to touch her with his mouth. She tasted so damn delicious. He couldn’t want for her to explode on his tongue. The moment she did, he was going to fuck her and fuck her hard. He couldn’t contain the driving need to fuck her hard.

  Sucking the bud into his mouth, he pushed a finger into her cunt, turning it and started to tease her g-spot. Cherry erupted around his finger, crying out her pleasure.

  Elijah stood over her, watching her eyes as he tugged on his belt. She didn’t look away or tell him to stop.

  “That was your first orgasm, wasn’t it?” he asked.

  “Yes.”

  Her cheeks were a deep red now. He liked that color on her and intended to keep it that way.

  Pushing his pants down to his thighs, he gripped his shaft. It was hard to the touch. He’d never been this turned on before in his life.

  Staring down at her creamy slit, he ran the mushroom tip through her cream, coating his dick. Bumping her clit, he watched her gasp, and listened to her moans.

  Cherry moved down to her entrance. He held onto the base of his shaft as he fed his dick into her hungry pussy. She was tight, incredibly tight. Gritting his teeth, Elijah forced himself to take his time.

  “Tell me if I’m hurting you.”

  “You’re not hurting me.”

  She lifted her legs up, resting the heels of her feet on the table, opening her up.

  When the tip was inside her, he held onto her bent knees and watched his dick slide into her warm, wet cunt. She didn’t put up a fight against his cock. The inner walls of her pussy fluttered around him.

  He started to pull out of her tightness. She’d not take all of his cock, but the few inches she’d taken were slick with her honey.

  “Fuck me, Elijah,” she said.

  Elijah had never been the kind of man to argue. He held onto her waist tightly and slammed deep into her cunt.

  Cherry screamed.

  With one hand holding her waist, he used the other to press over her mouth. “Shut the fuck up. I don’t want to stop, and if Mindy comes in I’ve got no choice.”

  This was heaven compared to the torture she’d put him through the last few weeks. He removed his hand from her mouth and held onto her hips. Pulling out of her pussy, he stared into her eyes as he pressed back inside. He didn’t stop, fucking her hard. The large table started to move from the force of his thrusts.

  He pulled out of her. Grabbing her hand, he led her across the hall through to his office.

  “What are you doing?” she asked.

  His desk was screwed to the floor. There was no risk of it moving. Pushing the laptop, pens, books, and pictures onto the floor, Elijah picked her up and spread her over the desk. Within seconds he was back inside her.

  They both cried out. The door to his office was closed, and they were further away from the stairs so they were not at risk of being heard.

  “This is it now, Cherry. You’re going to be mine to fuck whenever I want.”

  He teased her by pulling out of her pussy until only the tip remained within her. Stroking her clit, he brought her to the peak of orgasm. The moment she spilled over the edge, crying out her pleasure from the second orgasm, he pounded inside her. He was relentless in his thrusts, giving her everything. Elijah didn’t hold back, gripping her hips hard.

  Elijah thrust inside her with her pussy squeezing him like a fist. It had been so long since he’d found a release, and throwing his head back, Elijah came, filling her tight pussy with his cum.

  His touch became even tighter, and he refused to let go of her. He saw stars before his eyes from the intensity of the release.

  When it was over, he slowly loosened his hold.

  Opening his eyes, he stared down at her. Her eyes were closed, and her hands rested on her stomach.

  He’d not used a condom.

  Another thing, he didn’t fucking care. He never wanted to use a condom. Elijah had seen her medical report. She was clean with no signs of men in her life. He removed his fingers and saw marks from where he’d held her too tightly.

  “That wasn’t supposed to happen,” she said, opening her eyes.

  “It did, and you’ve got no chance of taking it back.”

  He smoothed her skin. Elijah couldn’t wait to see the bruises of his claim.

  In the process of getting inside her, he’d knocked Bethan’s picture off his desk. Glancing down at the floor, he saw the glass was smashed. He didn’t care that it was smashed. Cherry’s pussy was still squeezing him, and he didn’t want to leave her.

  “This can’t happen again,” she said.

  “It will happen again. It’s not going to end here. I know you want me.” He stroked a finger through her pussy. “This doesn’t lie. You want me.” She opened her lips as if to say something. “You don’t say anything. If you don’t want Mindy finding out, that’s fine by me. She’d have us married before the end of the year. I’m not looking for a wife. I had one of those.”

  Elijah pulled out of her pussy, taking a seat that he always kept close to the desk. Cherry started to sit up, but he stopped her. “Open your thighs.”

  “Why?”

  “Because I’m in charge here, not you.”

  She held still for several seconds. He stared in her eyes, daring her to argue with him. Cherry opened her legs.

  “Put your feet onto the desk.”

  She did it, and he watched his cum spill from the lips of her pussy.

  “You didn’t use a condom.”

  “No, I didn’t.”

  He watched his cum feeling something deeply possessive. This woman was his. He was never going to share her, nor was he going to let her go. Staring up her body, he saw her thicker body, fuller in all the right places. Bethan had been slender and weak because of her condition. He’d loved her with his whole heart, but he held himself back scared of hurting her. Cherry wasn’t weak or slender. She was ripe and all woman. Her tits were large, and he loved watching them bounce as he fucked her.

  There was a hell of a lot he liked about her.

  “I could get pregnant.”

  “I’d handle it when the time is right.” He wouldn’t let her get rid of it. Cherry wasn’t going anywhere, and neither was any kid they had.

  Elijah didn’t have a clue what was going inside his head. Nothing made any sense to him.

  “What’s going on?” she asked. “You’d ask me to have an abortion?”

  “No, I wouldn’t ask you to have that.”

  “I need to get on the pill.”

  Elijah stood, moving between her thighs. “Let me take care of everything.”

  “You didn’t use a condom. I could be pregnant now.” She started to panic as the reality clearly sank in.

  He gripped her face, staring into her eyes. “Don’t worry. You’re mine, Cherry. I take care of what’s mine, and you’ve been mine from the moment I took you out of Marcel’s warehouse. I’ll handle everything.”

  How? You’
re not even handling this well.

  Staring down at her lips, he couldn’t resist. Claiming her lips, Elijah groaned as he got even harder just by looking at her. He was ready to fuck her again.

  He’d always had a big sex drive. With the way Cherry responded to him, he hoped she did as well.

  Chapter Five

  Cherry drove Mindy to school on Monday. No one waited around for Mindy, and she wondered if the young girl even had any friends.

  “Are you okay?” Cherry asked, concerned for her. High school had been hell for Cherry, and she hated to think that Mindy was going through her kind of hell.

  “Nothing. I just hate school. I always have. I’ll see you at three-thirty, right? You’ll come pick me up?”

  “My last class finishes at three-twenty, but I’ll be here.” She smiled at Mindy, watching her climb out of the car. Cherry really liked the young girl, cared about her deeply.

  What about the dad?

  Cherry’s heart started to pound when she thought about Elijah. From the moment he first took her, every chance he got he’d been inside her. Sunday morning she’d woken up early to find him in her bed. He stuck with his promise of Mindy not finding out. Once he took his pleasure, and gave her plenty in return, he left.

  Pressing a hand to her neck, she recalled the way his morning stubble had teased her flesh as he kissed her. Elijah was a hell of a lot of firsts already for her. He didn’t even know that he was her first kiss. Running a finger over her lips, she thought about last night when Mindy had gone to bed. He’d dragged her over his lap so she straddled him. He’d moved the fabric of her shorts aside, finding her heat. Elijah had brought her to orgasm three times before seeking his own release, again another first for her.

  He was the first man she’d ever wanted to be with. The men and boys who had taken her when she was younger had used brute force to get what they wanted. She’d not wanted their touch and despised them for forcing her. Cherry learned that screaming, crying, or begging didn’t help. Pushing the memory of them aside, she pulled away from the school.

  It was all in the past, and she survived. She didn’t have much choice but to survive.