“Hello, this is Sarah.”
“Want to have lunch together today?” Max asked.
I glanced over my shoulder to see if Darla was listening, but she was absorbed in her own phone call.
“I don’t know if I can. I’m completely swamped and have been all day.”
“Would you like me get something and bring it back for you?”
“That would be great. Just a hamsandwich from the deli down the road and some iced tea would be wonderful. Make sure they only put lettuce and tomato and just a tad of mayo…and have them cut it in half.”
“Alright…cut in half…got it. Would you like any dessert?”
“No, not really. I think I’ll have dessert…later.”
He chuckled, obviously getting my meaning.
“Check you later, sweetheart.”
I hung up the phone and continued on with my work, busier than I could ever remember. Lord only knew how it was going to be when the new employee came in the next day. I would have to figure out what all I needed to teach him and wondered if he had any experience. I figured training him wouldn’t be that hard foreverything we did was self-explanatory, and if he had half a brain, he’d be just fine. Out of the corner of my eye, I caught sight of Max leaving his office and turned to look. He gave me a quick wink, and I turned back to my work with a smile.
I swear that man was such a tease.
About twenty minutes later, a guy came to my cubicle with a white paper bag in one hand and a Styrofoam cup in the other. “Are you Sarah?”
“Yes, I am.”
He handed me the bag and the cup, smiled, and then turned to leave. Darla looked at me all crazy like, as I noticed the word “Enjoy!” written on the bag in black lettering.
“First candy and now lunch. Someone has a secret admirer. What did you get?”
Opening up the bag, I saw the sandwich, along with something else wrapped up in waxed paper. I pulled out the sandwich and the little bundle, realizing Max also got me a kosher pickle.
“It’s a ham sandwich too my favorite along with a pickle.”
“Lucky girl. Well, enjoy your lunch, my friend. I’m going to grab me something to eat, as well. I’ll be back in a bit.”
“See you then.” I turned back to my lunch, opened the white paper wrapped around my sandwich, took one half and began to eat. I sure did need the sustenance; I was starting to get a bit hungry. I ate half the sandwich, while I took a little break from the phones and computer. I wished I was spending the time with Max, but I could wait until after work to spend some quality time with him.
You know, just because you constantly look at the clock, that doesn’t mean time will go any faster. But I couldn’t help checking the time every once in a while throughout the workday. Lord knows, I wished I had some kind of magic ability I could use to make the day go by faster. I wanted away from the office, away from Delia’s silly remarks, away from the reports and the phone calls. I wanted to be in Max’s arms, immediately, to have him hold me with those big arms of his while rubbing my back. I remembered that Saturday night after we had made love twice…
We laid there in bed for the longest time, and he ran his fingers lightly up and down my back until I had to giggle because he tickled me. I never felt such comfort as I did when I was in his arms. I would rest my head on his chest while tracing my fingers along his ripped stomach. Feeling and hearing him take a breath only made me desire him more, because just being with him like that was something I had dreamed of for years. To be with him and to love him for as long as we both lived. Sometimes, he would run his fingers through my hair, which really relaxed me, especially when he massaged my scalp. Unable to wait a moment longer to hear his voice, I grabbed the phone and pressed the button that would connect me to his office.
“Hello, this is Max.”
“I had to call you. I missed your voice.” I whispered.
“Glad you called. I missed hearing your voice too.”
My heart skipped a bit at his response, which was honestly, what I needed to hear after dealing with so much.
“You only have about an hour and a half before you clock out. I’ll close the blinds, and you can come in the back so I can hold you again.”
“I honestly don’t think I can wait that long. Do you think maybe I can just come and get a hug from you now?” I smiled.
“Can you meet me at the freight elevator in about five minutes?”
“Uh huh, I’ll see you then.”
“Wait a minute. Make it in two, instead. See you.”
Going into my drawer, I grabbed my purse and told Darla I’d be right back. I got up and headed to the hallway that would lead me toward the freight elevator. Not many people came down that way, except for delivery guys who brought up packages. But for today and only today, it was our meeting place. I went and pressed the button, waited for the elevator to arrive, and that’s when I heard footsteps coming. I turned, figuring I’d see Max, and sure enough, he came around the corner, wearing his suit and a smile when he saw me. The heavy doors to the elevator opened, and he followed me inside the oversized car. The doors slowly closed.
“Press nine.” Moving in closer, he took me in his arms.
God, I thought, just feeling him nuzzle up against my ear like this felt so good. I could smell his cologne on his jacket, and I inhaled deeply, filling my nose and lungs with his scent. His lips touched my neck and then he grazed my skin with his teeth.
“Have you missed me?”
I smiled. “Of course I’ve missed you. Why are we going to the ninth floor?”
“Just for some alone time.”
The ninth floor contained several thousand square feet of as-yet-undevelopedspace, which would sooner or later, be converted into more offices. We stepped out of the elevator, and Max took my hand and led me to another door. He tried the knob, but it was apparently locked.
“Never mind,” I told him. “We don’t have to hide; it’s not like anyone else is up here. Just hold me, please.”
He smiled, took me back in his arms, and lightly kissed my temple. My head resting against his chest, I simply stood there in his embrace, and I have to tell you, I had never been happier than I was at that moment.
Chapter Eight
We had decided Max would come spend the night with me that night. Honestly, I couldn’t imagine being away from him, and apparently, he felt the same way about me. I was too tired to cook, so we decided to order a pizza and pick it up on our way home. When we got to my place, I served us both, while he poured a couple glasses of wine. We sat on the couch, and I grabbed the remote and turned on the television.
“I have to train somebody tomorrow.” I started off the conversation while sipping on my wine.
“Really, who is it?”
“Some guy. I forget his name. I just hope he won’t be hard to train, you know?”
“I hope not, either, but with you for a trainer, he will do just fine.” He kissed me softly on the cheek, then trailed his lips down along my neck and back up to kiss my earlobe. I shivered with delight.
“Want to take a shower together?” he whispered.
“Uh huh, after we finish eating, we can take a shower and go to bed.”
“Sounds like a wonderful plan, baby. I can’t wait to get you back into bed with me again.”
He softly growled in my ear, which only made me wet. Soon, I forgot all about the pizza and wine….I wanted him.
“Why don’t you put up the rest of the pizza? We’ll have it later on. I’ll go start the shower,” I said.
I got up and headed into my bathroom. As I bent over to test the water, I felt his hands grab hold of my waist. I straightened quickly, and reached up to grab my breasts in those big hands of his. His hard on was rubbing up against my ass, and when I turned around, I saw that his pants were gone. The front of his shirt was half opened, and I ran my hands up and under to pull it off his broad shoulders. Buttons fell to the floor, but I never heard him complain. I took off my blou
se, while he went to work on the zipper at the back of my skirt. I placed soft kisses along his neck as my skirt fell to the floor at my feet, and he quickly began to unhook my bra.
Before I knew it, I was just as naked as he was, and we both stepped into the shower. I normally love soaking under a hot spray, but the shower felt even better, sharing it with someone I loved as much as I did Max. We stood under the water, and his kisses turned from tender to primal as he nipped at my lips. With my back up against the wall, he squeezed my hips so tightly it hurt a little, but I honestly was so into the moment I didn’t care.
“Let me wash you up,” he said and grabbed my bath sponge from the hook.
I continued to kiss along his neck, paying little attention to his actions.
I heard him chuckle and looked to find him holding the“toy”I kept in the box on the side of the tub.
“It looks like my Sarah has been a naughty girl.”
“Give me that, Max!”
I reached for the vibrator, but he decided to play keep away with me, and I wasn’t about to break my neck in the tub with him.
He looked at my toy with a devilish smile. “Do you use this often?”
“Yeah, as often as I want to.”
He turned me around and pulled me back to lean against him.
“Do you think of me when you play with yourself?” His voice vibrated in my ear.
A moment later, the sound of my toy vibrated in the shower stall.
He slowly trailed it along my shoulder and down the valley between my breasts. My skin tingled as he slowly ran the vibrator down past my belly button and playfully rubbed it against the outside of my lips. Even though it wasn’t inside of me, the sensation made me squirm up against him.
Biting my lower lip, I told him, “Yes, I always think about you when I’m playing with myself. I even moan out your name when I come.”
I caught my breath as the buzzing touched my clit, and he chuckled in my ear.
“You sound so lovely, Sarah. I can’t wait to hear you say my name when you come.”
The vibrator went a bit deeper between my lips, and the sensation made my knees buckle, but he held me close to him. Softly, he rubbed my toy against me while nibbling along my neck, going toward my ear.
“I want to hear you. Now that I am here, I want you to scream out my name, scream so loud, they’ll hear you all the way down the street. Whether I make love to you or I fuck you senseless, or when you play with your toy, I want to hear you scream until you’re hoarse.” He moved my toy more slowly, swirling it along my clit, while he captured my earlobe between his teeth.
I struggled for breath and rubbed against his hard on. He cupped one of my breasts in his hand and held me still while the warm water cascaded along our bodies.He tweaked my nipple, intensifying the sensations that were running through me, and I tensed in his arms.
“Relax, baby. Enjoy.”
My body trembled as my voice carried out from the depths of my lungs. He pushed the vibrator up against my clit even harder, as I dug into his thighs with my nails, which made him bite on my earlobe even more. I swear I had never screamed or tensed up like I did while we were in the shower together. God, the feeling was so intense that I feared I might fall, but Max kept me safe. He held me around my waist while he slowly removed the vibrator from between my legs. I thought we were finished, but he replaced my toy with his fingers, slipping them between my lips and slowly pushing deep inside me. I sighed.
“Why don’t we get out of here? There’s no use in us taking a shower now. We can try again later,” I said.
“I want to keep you here in the shower, baby. I plan on fucking you right here, up against the wall.”
He pushed me up against the wall and grabbed the back of my thighs. I tangled my fingers in his wet hair as he pushed himself up into me and I caught my breath.
With a moan, he leaned to kiss me. “God, you feel so good.”
He held onto my hips while I wrapped my legs around his waist, and his demanding thrusts made my back bounce against that wall. The water from the showerhead sprayed over our bodies. I clawed his wet flesh, and he nipped at my skin, God, I swore I wouldn’t and couldn’t get enough of the man and how he made me feel. Our moans mingled together as one, and I could hear him sliding quickly in and out of me. He grabbed hold of my ass and continued to thrust into me with such vigor.
“Don’t…stop…please!”
My Max kept up the pace, looking into my eyes the entire time. He sucked on my lips, held me tight, and then an agonizing, almost painful sounding cry flooded my ear.
“Oh God, Sarah!” he cried out and pushed me harder against the wall.
His body shuddered against me, and he continued thrusting into me. I tried to hold back, until I knew I was going to come.
“Come for me, baby!” he demanded, thrusting faster.
I twisted my fingers in his hair, yanking back his head, and squealed from the orgasm he gave me.
“Mm, yes, baby, yes!”
I bit down on his neck and he cried out, but hedidn’t let go. A moment later, he chuckled and slowly released my hips. My feet found the bottom of the shower stall.
“God, I swear I can’t get enough of you, Sarah.”
I smiled, holding him around his neck, and he ran his hands along my back and down toward my ass. We got out of the shower and dried each other off, and then he took my hand and led me into my bedroom. I was happy to get into my bed, and even happier to have him with me. His cool skin against mine grew warmer while we lay together.
Wrapping me in his arms, he sighed against my shoulder.
“How do you feel?” he asked me.
Honestly, I didn’t want to answer the question; I just wanted to enjoy the moment. When you have a man hold you in his arms, sometimes, you don’t want to talk, you just want to feel. You enjoy the moment, the feeling of love you have for that man. And yes, I felt love for Max. But he was waiting for an answer, so I smiled and said, “I feel wonderful.”
I caressed his arm and he kissed my shoulder. Those were the moments I wished would last forever, and that always made me think there weren’t enough hours in the day filled with monumental times such as those.
“I love you.”
I heard him whisper along my ear and turned my head to see his face. I reached over to cup his cheek, and his forehead rubbed up against mine.
“I love you so much too, Max.”
His hand felt smooth as he cupped my breast and squeezed it. My nipple grew erect. His cock grew against my ass. He was ready for more, and I sure as hell wanted more of what he had. He pulled the comforter off us, grabbed the back of my knees to pull my legs apart, and entered me with one deep thrust. My eyes rolled back in my head, as he tweaked my nipples and slowly moved his hips. Fingers raked along my hips while our sighs and moans mingled in the room. The sensation of his nails along my skin sent shivers through me. Max placed my leg and thigh back along his hip and held me in place, and his grunts vibrated against my neck.
He stopped for a moment, still deep inside me and panting hard. “Let’s try something else, baby. I want you to ride me.”
I got up, and he rolled onto his back. I started to climb on top, but he stopped me and said, “No, baby, face away from me this time.”
I gave him a look, but followed his command and mounted him, my back to his face. He raised his legs up a bit and quickly reentered me, while I rested my hands behind me on his chest. This was a position I had never tried, but man, did it feel so good. His thrusts went deeper and with more power than they usually did. My head bobbed up and down, and I moaned.
“You like?” he asked.
“Yes!”
My ass met his hips, making slapping sounds.He rose up and held me tightly against him,as I continued riding him. He bit my shoulder, and I reached to capture the back of his head, entwining my fingers in his hair as he thrust deeper, harder, and faster than I had ever felt him do before.
“Oh, God, bab
y. Yes, fuck me!” He growled against my neck, his arm around my stomach.
An agonizing moan escaped his throat as I dismounted his cock. I immediately wrapped my hand around his shaft and began stroking him, and he gyrated his hips as he came, hard and steady. I slowed my stroking, as he recovered from his orgasm and finally calmed. Lying next to him, I softly kissed his cheek, which seemed to jolt him a bit, and I started to laugh.
“Still a little on edge, I see.”
He nodded and seemed absorbed in trying to catch his breath. I got up and headed into the bathroom, grabbed a washcloth, then came back and cleaned him up. Once he was completely dry, I put the washcloth back in the bathroom, thenreturned to the bed. His arm went around my waist, and I rested against his chest. He stroked my temple, and I yawned, totally relaxed.
“You look so contented right now,” His lips lightly touched against my cheek.
“I am, both contented and tired but also very happy now that I have you in my life.” I heard him sigh as if he had been relieved when I told him this. But I meant every bit of it too for I was happy, happy for the first time in years that I had finally gotten with the man of my dreams.
Chapter Nine
We had to leave early, because I had to make it to the office to meet up with the new employee. Once we got there, we went our separate ways, as I went to talk with Don.
“He’s supposed to be here in about ten minutes. I plan on putting him right here,” Don said as we walked over toward an empty cubicle.
“Well, that’s good. If he has any questions for me, he’ll be nearby. I haven’t trained anybody in over a year now, but I do remember how to teach someone what we do here. I don’t think we’ll have any problems. Let me go get me some coffee.”
I grabbed my cup from my desk and walked into the break room. I poured myself a cup, and as I sipped the strong brew, I could feel the caffeine slowly but surely waking up my senses. As I was heading back to my desk, I noticed a man standing near the front of the room, a confused look on his face. Our eyes met, and he smiled.
Her Chocolate Fantasy Page 7
