15. Holden
15
HOLDEN
“S o, as you can see, in Q1 we performed significantly better than expected. Breaking ground on the addition earlier will definitely help mitigate some of the tax burden—” I zone out, tapping my pen on the edge of the conference room table as Jeremy from accounting walks Bram and I through a series of very serious, important looking numbers that I’m positive I should be paying attention to.
My partner is sitting at the table across from me, listening to all this with a grave expression, his pen poised above a yellow legal pad on the table. Already, the page is filled with brief scribbles, notes for things that have occurred to him or that he needs to do.
Mine, on the other hand, is empty.
The reason for my negligence is sitting just upstairs, dressed in a black shift dress that makes her skin glow, her newly short hair hanging around her face in waves. She brought an overnight bag to my house last night. We picked up takeout on the way and ate it standing at the kitchen counter, talking about our days and making plans for how we’d spend the weekend after we got Honor’s engagement party out of the way.
Then, I took her upstairs and fucked her into the mattress hard enough to be sure she would be feeling it all day today. For good measure, I repeated the act this morning.
Keeping this a secret has officially gotten old, and yet, I know coming clean isn’t something we can do yet. Or, more specifically, something I can’t do yet. Leni might be aware of the history I have with her parents, but she’s oblivious to the incident which occurred only months ago in this very building wherein I watched her father fuck his girlfriend. Before, it didn’t feel important to disclose. We weren’t in a relationship, and I was trying not to overcomplicate things.
Now, I feel like a liar.
I want this to work, and while my experience with relationships is admittedly lacking, I can recognize a major pitfall when I see one. If I’d known this—Leni—was coming, if I’d had even an inkling of what she would mean to me, I wouldn’t have been in that position to begin with. Bram’s feelings for Sophie would have been his problem, and there’s no way in hell I would have gotten involved.
Now, I’m in the position that going public with our relationship, telling her family, would almost certainly lead to the incident being revealed. I don’t want her to find out that way. I need to tell her myself, but I have no idea how to begin informing my brand-new girlfriend that I watched Bram fuck Sophie only a week before she became the center of my universe.
“Holden?” I start, blinking over at Bram, who is frowning at me.
“Sorry.” I shake myself, sitting up straighter in my chair. “Need to grab some coffee. What were you saying?”
Bram stares. “We’re done.” He gestures to the front of the conference room, where Jeremy is closing up his laptop and preparing to leave.
Jesus, I’m a mess.
“Are you alright?” asks Bram as our employee slips out of the room, flipping his notepad closed as he gets to his feet, still frowning.
Just my feelings for your twenty-two-year-old daughter, Bram. Nothing to worry about.
“Fine.” I attempt an easygoing smile, standing as well.
Unfortunately, Bram isn’t ready to let it drop. “Are you sure about that? You’ve been evasive as hell lately. Does this have anything to do with the relationship advice you were pumping me for last week?”
His words are an unwelcome reminder of how fucking well this man knows me. I blow out a heavy breath, scrubbing a hand over my face. “There’s someone,” I admit, choosing to stare at the glossy tabletop rather than meet his eye. “It’s new. I don't want to get into it.”
Bram lets out a low whistle. “You’re serious? Holy shit.”
I glare at him. “I’m capable of having feelings for someone.”
“I’ve known you for fifteen years, and I’ve never seen it,” my partner states calmly, leaning back in his chair and folding his arms over his chest, regarding me appraisingly. “She must be something special.”
She is, and I think he would agree.
Ignoring this, I stand, grabbing my shit from the table. “I’ll see you at Honor’s thing.”
“No sweatpants! And don’t forget about—” Bram calls after me as I flee the room, and even my current anxiety doesn’t stop me from smirking at the genuine concern in his voice. If it weren’t for the knowledge that my much younger, brand-new girlfriend will be there, almost certainly looking astonishing, I might consider it for the fun of seeing the look on his face.
Fortunately for him, I have a long way to go before Leni and I are on solid ground, and maintaining a certain degree of desirability seems like a good measure.
As I step back into the workspace, my eyes catch on the woman in question frowning at her computer. As if she can sense my eyes on her, she looks up, her gaze meeting mine, and the sly smile she gives me makes my cock twitch. I swore to myself I wouldn’t fuck her in the office again, and one look has me considering which supply closet is least used.
As I move past her and toward my office, I pause, leaning over her desk on the pretense of examining a file she has open. “It occurred to me that I’ve been neglecting a very important part of your education,” I tell her under my breath, careful to keep my body a professional distance from hers, with who knows how many eyes on us.
Leni crosses her legs, shifting a little in her seat. “And what part is that?” she muses, flipping a page in the folder and pointing to a line at random.
“I’m going to call a team meeting. Slip into my office bathroom and get on your knees for me, princess. I’ll show you.”
Straightening up, I clear my throat, striding across the room to the opposite wall, followed by many curious sets of eyes from my team. At her desk, Leni leans back in her chair, plump lips curving in an amused smile that sends my pulse into overdrive.
Jesus, I’m so fucked for this woman.
Which is likely why I open my mouth and, instead of offering up any of the reasonable topics I could discuss with my employees, I say something utterly ridiculous, “I think it’s bullshit school children get a classroom pet, and we don’t. We should get an office pet. What do you guys think?”
Predictably, this pronouncement is met with great enthusiasm. Bram is going to have yet another reason to murder me now, but as Leni uses the chaotic argument of hamster versus fish to slip into my office and through the door to my private bathroom, I decide it’s worth it.
It takes longer than expected for the matter to be settled, but I finally manage to escape, making a mental note to stop by the pet emporium on the way to work tomorrow. I’m so bewildered by the turn my day has taken that I nearly forget why I did this in the first place.
At least until I pull open the bathroom door and step inside the space to find Lenora Vogel on her knees for me.
She smirks as I close the door, locking it with an audible click. “An office pet? Really?”
I have no interest in discussing this right now. Without a word, my hands move to my belt, pulling it open as Leni’s smile slips. Her eyes fall to my cock as it bobs into the air between us and I step forward, fisting my base with one hand while the other fists her hair. “Open your mouth,” I growl.
She doesn’t hesitate, and I bite my tongue to keep myself from groaning as I watch Leni’s lips wrap around my shaft, her eyelids heavy. I’ve been so goddamn obsessed with her pussy, I haven’t thought to do this with her yet, but now that I have, this won’t be the only time I fuck her mouth just to make it through the day.
“Fuck,” I hiss, using the hair fisted in my hand as leverage to guide her pace, my tip hitting the back of her throat. I’m only about halfway in, but Leni’s hands are braced on my hips, instinctively trying to stop me from choking her. “Take a deep breath. Relax your throat for me.”
She gags on my first try, and pulls back, panting, with a string of saliva connecting her lips to the tip of my dick. I use my thumbs to wipe away the tears that have escaped the corners of her eyes. “Again.”
Leni doesn’t hesitate. Wrapping her lips around my tip eagerly, she bobs forward, sucking me so well I have to grit my teeth to keep myself from exploding down the back of her throat as she presses past the point of resistance.
I shudder, staring at the beautiful young woman kneeling at my feet, staring up at me with wide eyes, eager for my praise. I give it to her. “Good.” I pulse my hips slightly, and my balls tighten, ready to blow. “Very good, princess.”
She rips back, panting, just as a sound from behind me makes my heart shoot into my throat.
Knock, knock, knock.
My first instinct is denial. After all, who the fuck would dare to knock on their boss’s bathroom door. Leni seems to have heard it too, though, because she is staring up at me, eyes wide.
“What?” I bark, staring down at Leni, wordlessly imploring her not to make a noise.
“Are you ready to go? We have that three o’clock with the city planning committee.”
Bram. Bram-fucking-Vogel is knocking on my door, while his daughter is on her knees in front of me, her swollen lips inches from my cock. I glance over my shoulder, but my assurances that I’ll be out soon are lost as the woman in question takes me in her mouth again.
The noise that I make is something between a laugh and a choked cough.
Leni’s eyes glint as she gazes up at me, dragging her tongue from the base of my dick to swirl around my tip.
“Holden?” Bram’s voice comes again, and I grit my teeth, grabbing the doorframe for support.
“I’ll meet you in the lobby in ten,” I manage, because he needs to get the fuck out of here. As I speak, a warm, soft hand lifts to cup my balls, and Leni hums quietly, pushing forward so I’m in her throat again.
Holy fuck.
I’m going to marry this woman.
Her father, unfortunately, isn’t done with me either. “Great. Do you know where I can find the folders Len put together for this? She isn’t at her desk. Also, did you tell your team they could get a fucking hamster?”
“Bram,” I snarl. “Give me ten goddamn minutes. Jesus.”
“Fine.” He chuckles, his footsteps retreating. “Enjoy your shit.”
The glass door to my office is noiseless, and I have no way of knowing he’s actually gone. Gritting my teeth, I fist Leni’s hair in both hands and set a rough pace, my tip bumping the back of her throat with each thrust of my hips. She takes all of it, sucking and licking at me as I hold her gaze with my own, determined to remember every second of this. “You’re a brat,” I hiss, keeping my voice as low as possible. “I’m going to put you over my knee for that later.”
It’s the moan that finishes me off.
Snarling, I drive forward one more time, holding her where I want her as my orgasm courses violently up my spine and my dick twitches, spending right down her tight throat. Leni chokes, pulling back as my hands finally relax.
I can tell she hasn’t swallowed yet, and I grip her jaw, forcing her mouth open, where my cum is flooding her tongue. Mascara is running down her cheeks, and her hair is a mess. Right now, the only thing I want to do is sit her on the edge of the sink and make her come, too, but there’s no fucking time for it.
“Swallow,” I order hoarsely, relaxing my hand.
She does as she’s told, and neither of us speaks as I help her to her feet, reaching for the toilet paper to wipe away the makeup at the corners of her eyes. Leni lets me do it, and no sooner have I assured myself there are no marks on her beautiful face than I lean forward, kissing her desperately.
“You’re fucking incredible,” I mumble in between kisses, backing her into the bathroom wall. “Come to my house tonight.”
“Are you going to spank me?” she asks softly, nipping at my jaw, and I can tell the proposition isn’t unappealing to her.
“You deserve it.” I steal one last kiss. “I’ll put down the blinds in my office when I leave. Wait a few minutes before you slip out. Nobody will think anything of it, you’re always coming in and out of here.”
Leni nods, biting her lip as I pull back, hating the distance between us. The last thing I want right now is to get in a car with her father and go to a meeting with the goddamn city.
Just as I’ve turned away, my hand on the handle of the door, a pair of slim arms wrap around me from behind, and my heart lurches as I feel her press a kiss to my shoulder. “I’ll start doing research into hamster care.”