PHARAOH
Chapter Fourteen
The sound of Blythe’s moans was on repeat in my mind. Her butter soft skin pressed to my lips had me ready to bitch up and moan with her. Her lips on mine felt like satin and fit perfectly to mine.
It wasn’t my plan to make her climax while on her period, standing in my damn kitchen.
I have never in all my years done anything like that to any woman.
Hell, women aren’t even allowed to grace my doorstep on their periods.
What the fuck for, if they are coming over its to get fucked.
I couldn’t do shit with a bleeding pussy.
But it fucked with me seeing Blythe in the fetal position on my kitchen floor.
Her begging for the cramps to go away had me feeling like I needed to help.
My pops once said my mom’s used to get bad cramps after having Thea.
He said the best cure for cramps is to make her orgasm.
I was disgusted at first because why the fuck did, I have to know what he was doing to my momma.
But the shit came in handy. Hopefully it helped.
I couldn’t stick around and find out because business calls, but I will be seeing her cute ass soon.
“Good morning, Mr. McCallum. How was your meeting?”
“It was good, Anastasia. Can you do me a favor?”
“Yes of course. Is Ms. Blythe here? Did she come with you? Will she be up soon?” My assistant was way too anxious to meet the infamous Blythe Livingston.
“Chill. She will be in soon. That is the favor I need. Get her some teas ready and make room in my office for her. Whatever she needs make it readily available. No matter how strange it may be.”
“Yes of course. So, we won’t be needing the office next to yours?” She asked with a questioning gaze.
“No, I need her close. We have a lot to do.” Honestly, she would have been perfectly fine in the office next to mine.
The computer had Webex installed to send instant messages to anyone on the network and we also had intercoms. But I wanted her right next to me.
I wanted to inhale and smell her natural scent with hints of her unforgettable perfume.
I also wanted to steal glances at her whenever I wanted. The office next door felt too far away.
“Yes Sir. On it.” Anastasia scurried away eager for Blythe’s arrival.
I busied myself trying not to think about her gracing me with her presence soon.
Working closely with her will be difficult but welcomed.
I don’t know what it is about her, but I crave being in her space.
That is another reason I took her to my house last night instead of taking her to a hotel which I could have easily done.
I wanted to get to know her, get inside her head and break down her walls.
Awaiting her arrival, I went around to all the staff checking in. Most of the time we would greet in the halls, but I purposely went to everyone’s area to kill time. I was trippin’ to say the least. Shorty had my head gone and doing everything out of character.
“You must be Ms. Blythe. I recognize you from your pictures. Omg they do not do you justice. Hello. I am Anastasia. Mr. McCallum’s assistant.”
“Good morning, Anastasia. It is a pleasure to meet you. I love your dress.” Her voice brought an instant smile to my face. I had just made it back to my desk and was going through some documents when she finally made it in. Shaking my head at her having me excited I stood and adjusted my suit.
Walking out my office door the air was sucked out of my lungs when I laid eyes on her. She looked damn good in her tight black dress with gold jewelry. Her side was to me so I could see the zipper running from the neck of the dress all the way down to the bottom.
I couldn’t help but imagine myself running the zipper up and exposing her fat round ass in a black lace thong and bra set. Pulling at my belt I adjusted myself to stop the swell in my pants at the thought. I needed to keep it professional but that was going to be a damn task.
“Oh, Mr. McCallum. I was just getting ready to call you.”
“It’s fine Anastasia. Ms. Livingston, you made it. Shall we prep for our meeting?” Looking down at my watch I noticed we had about thirty minutes before we were due in the conference room.
“Good morning. Sure, let’s get started. Where should I put my things?”
“In here. This is my office.” I motioned behind me. I noticed her slight frown and I smiled inward. She probably assumed she would be in her own space too. Not today princess. I need you right next to me.
She walked toward me and paused when I hadn’t moved to allow her entry.
I was hoping she would look at me so I could gage if the technique helped.
But she stood there not making eye contact.
Her focus was on everything around me to avoid my gaze.
I took that time to scan her body from head to toe.
Her hair was bone straight with a part down the middle.
She wore light makeup and red lipstick. Her curves were perfect in her dress and them damn legs had me exhaling to calm my unprofessional ass thought.
“Shall we get started?” She asked finally meeting my eyes with one brow raised and a serious demeanor.
I turned sideways leaving just enough room to allow her to brush by me.
She tried to avoid it, but our bodies touched and I was met with her intoxicating scent.
I licked my lips before looking out the door.
Anastasia was standing there cheesing wide at me. I looked away knowing I was caught.
“I was under the impression I would have a little more of my own space.” Blythe spoke after I closed the door and made it to my chair.
“This is easier. Have a seat.” I motioned toward the chair next to me.
I didn’t want her to know I requested she share my space for my own selfish reasons.
“The client we are meeting with is a major contributor to the McCallum firm. We are meeting with them to move finances around. Allow me to do all the talking. This will give you a feel of how things operate.” I spoke opening folders on my desk.
She sat down and tried to keep a good distance away from me. Chuckling I continued talking. I know she was probably a little uncomfortable because of what happened this morning, but we would talk later about that.
Thirty minutes later we were prepped and headed to the conference room. Walking down the hall I placed my hand to the small of her back and guided her path. She stiffened under my hold, but I refused to move away. I needed to feel her body like an addict clutching their fix.
“The man of the hour. Mr. Douglas. Thank you so much for meeting with us.”
“Of course. How could I not meet the man that is keeping me rich.” I released Blythe and shook hands with Mr. Douglas our richest and most powerful client.
“And who is this beautiful woman next to you?” My jaw flexed slightly at him eye fucking her.
He looked her over as if he wanted to lay her on this conference table.
Clearing my throat I tried to break his wandering gaze.
“This is…”
“Hello, Blythe Livingston. It is a pleasure to meet you Mr. Douglas.” She reached out and shook his hand firmly.
“Impressive. It is wonderful to make your acquaintance.”
“Let’s get started.” I stated clearing my throat.
“Yes of course.” We all grabbed a chair. Me sitting in the one right next to her. I felt territorial now. “So, tell me how to make me richer.” He clapped his hands never breaking his stare from Blythe.
Forty-five minutes, forty-five damn minutes of him eye fucking Blythe.
The whole meeting his eyes stayed focus on her.
I know for a damn fact he had no idea what I was saying and his assistant would be calling to get everything sent over.
Blythe kept it professional and allowed me to talk but I was irritated as fuck.
I don’t know why it pissed me off so bad, but I hated his eyes roaming her body. She wasn’t mine but I be damned if it didn’t feel like she was. Now that I know what she sounds like when she moans, no one else will know that sound.
“So, Ms. Blythe. Tell me about yourself? I must say you make these boring meetings a little more exciting.” They chuckled together and I exhaled trying to relax.
“Thank you, Mr. Douglas. I am from our home office. I am only temporarily here.”
“Yes, she is shadowing me for our partner position. Depending on how well she does here will determine if she gets the partnership or not.” I frowned in her direction. She held my gaze, her expression mirroring mine.
“I imagine you are a shoe in. Beauty and brains. Maybe I should move so you can be my permanent accountant.” He chuckled breaking our stare down.
“Maybe you should. I am sure I can make you richer.” Blythe spoke standing to her feet. He stood quickly and shook her hand.
“Blythe, do me a favor and get with Anastasia. I believe she has some paperwork I need you to file away for me.” I stuck my hands in my slacks as I stood.
What I was doing was petty as fuck, but I needed him to stop fucking touching her.
She raised a brow and flexed her jaw muscle before smiling sweetly at Mr. Douglas and walking out the conference room.
After wrapping things up in the conference room I went in search of her. I was always looking for her. I wanted to be near her. Fuck she was messing with my head and making me lose focus. I found her sitting at Anastasia’s desk they were both laughing and looking at something on her phone.
“Blythe, I need to speak to you for a minute in my office.” They both looked up in my direction. She stood tall staring me in the eyes.
“Actually, we were heading to lunch. We finished the paperwork filing early. It will need to wait until after the company required lunch hour for employees.” Her head dropped to the side slightly challenging me.