Chapter 5
Chapter Five
Ibalanced the cup of coffee on the saucer in one hand and knocked with the other.
“Enter.” His voice sent a shiver down my spine. I adored his face, his voice, every little thing about him drew me. He didn’t look up as I approached. He focused on the document before him, scribbling across the form and flipping to the next one to sign. He was so attractive it made me dizzy.
“Leave it there.” I frowned and slowly set it down, my heart sinking with it. I slowly backed away and that was when he lifted his head.
“Bunny.” His eyes lit up and his dimple made an appearance.
A grin immediately tugged at my lips.
“Can I ask you a favor?” I blurted before I chickened out.
His eyebrow twitched.
Samuel rested his palms on the desk, putting down his pen.
“My attention is all yours.” Oh, how I liked the sound of that.
He scooted his chair back, leaning to pat his thigh.
With a peek at the closed unlocked door, I crept around the desk and slid onto his lap.
He hooked his hand under my knees, pulling me more securely against him.
No one dared enter his space without knocking, so it felt safe enough. “Now, what is it?”
I gnawed on my lip. He didn’t seem to care earlier when he dropped us off at the front, but I could feel the curious looks. Of course, no one assumed anything, because even Judy had been in his car before, but still, I wanted to make sure we were on the same page.
“Don’t tell anyone we’re seeing each other.” I blushed just saying the words.
He leaned back, and I fell more onto his chest. My palms flatted on the lapels of his jacket. “And is there a reason for this? Are you ashamed of me?”
“No! Never, I could never be ash—you’re messing with me.” I glared, studying the dip of his dimple.
“You’re easy to mess with.” His hidden smile turned into a full blown one.
“Promise me.” I folded my arms in front of my chest.
“You are a singular creature. Do you know how many women would crow about being with an Astor, let alone me?” He sounded self-absorbed, and I narrowed my eyes, bristling.
I scowled at him. “How many women? Please, tell me more,” I mumbled, full of sarcasm.
He cleared his throat, his smile fading. “None that matter. Will you be joining us for the meeting?”
The quick change of topic wasn’t lost on me. I still held my rigid posture, not looking at him.
“Judy’s not having me go with you guys.” I shrugged, avoiding his gaze.
“Would you like to?”
“No,” I said, resolutely putting my nose in the air.
“Look at me,” he demanded.
“No.” I scowled, fixing my attention on the dark hue of the wall across the room.
“You are quite the jealous bunny,” he breathed against my neck. Goose bumps lifted on my arms; I clenched my teeth, resisting the temptation with everything in me. His nose grazed up the column of my throat and he took my earlobe between his teeth, lightly grazing it.
I could not stop my shiver. His palms squeezed my waist, grinding my butt onto his hard cock.
Breathing in sharply, I arched my spine.
“My responsive Omega,” he murmured with praise in his tone. I shivered, whimpering. “I need to show you who I belong to, don’t I?”
He scooted me closer to his knees. It felt like I would fall forward but he kept a firm grip flat on my belly while he rolled the hem of my black skirt to my waist.
A wave of lust grabbed onto me, enhanced by the clinking of a belt unbuckling. I sat on the precipice of need.
Both of his palms settled on my hips, and I gripped the handles on the chair to help him guide me.
He moved my panties aside and his soft tip pressed against my wet folds, and inch by inch, he dragged me down his member until I was seated on his knot. Shivers wracked my frame, and my channel clamped into him. He pulled me back to lean against his front.
“Here we are,” he crooned and the tip of him throbbed deep inside, filling me at this angle. I leaned back, head turning to look up at his jaw. I pressed my lips against the bottom of his chin. I moved my hips in a circle. The walls of my channel clutched him tight, wrenching a soft groan from him.
“Your cock feels good.”
“My what?”
“Your cock,” I breathed again, stuttering over the word. He chuckled, the sound husky and deep, and he pushed his hips up, grinding into me.
“Baby, my cock is always yours.” Pleasure ballooned in my chest.
“Mine?” I whispered hesitantly.
“Mhmm.” His hands dropped on the bars of his chair, and he tipped back, slightly rocking me in his chair while keeping his cock fully seated me.
I gasped, my eyelids fluttering. Being joined to him like this for always sounded glorious.
A loud ring broke through my noises.
My channel tightened around him and he mimicked my gasp. The door was still closed. My heart raced in overdrive. I shouldn’t be doing this, but I couldn’t resist despite my job hanging in the balance. Even if he was the boss, I still had to follow rules.
His arm hooked around my waist, and he leaned forward to drag his chair closer to the desk where he snatched his phone off the surface.
“I should—”
His arm tightened, and I shut up.
“Yes?”
I couldn’t hear what was said on the other end, but he hummed. Swiveling the chair, he jolted me to the side.
I twitched. Moisture kept coming from where we met but I couldn’t stop my need.
“I have the forms in front of me. I was almost done.” He paused and snorted. Why did he sound so unphased?
Licking my lips, I struggled to stay still, but my hips were restless.
He made a choking sound. “No nothing, I’ll be sure to finish them soon.
” Again, the voice on the other end kept going.
I sank my fingers into his forearm, squeezing the muscle.
“Yes, yes, I’ll see you later anyway.” He clicked off and set the phone on the desk.
He slid some documents closer to the edge and grabbed the pen.
He jotted down some notes. I cleared my throat, still turned on to the max, so much so that it almost hurt.
“Flip the page for me, bunny,” he murmured, tapping his pen.
I quickly did as he ordered, and he kept writing more.
I sat there, his hard shaft inside me, while he completed his notes.
Soon, the painful need soothed a bit and I lulled against him, enjoying the sensation of him being inside me.
He put his pen down finally.
“You were a good girl,” he praised, smoothing his hand down my hair. “Would you like anything later?” He breathed into my ear, slightly pumping his hips up. I bit my lip to keep my moan contained. “I’ll take you to Astor Mall after I get back from my meeting.”
My thoughts were sluggish to catch on.
“Ice cream?”
“Ice cream,” he repeated my sentence but with confusion. I nodded with effort.
“You can select an entire ice cream shop if you want, and I’ll buy it for you.” He chuckled. My pussy clenched him. His low, deep voice . . . my need made everything feel especially wet.
The muffled sound of a phone ringing echoed through the walls.
“Oh, no, my calls,” I murmured, horrified. Gritting my teeth, I jumped off him, detaching myself from his knot. Slick and precum slid down my legs, past my panties. Hobbling to the door, I tugged my skirt down and tried to wipe myself as best I could with the fabric.
His Alpha pheromones must be clinging to me. I needed to get to the bathroom, but my goal was the phone first.
“Wait, bunny.”
I ignored him, dashing out and closing the door behind me. I careened around my desk and plopped on my chair. The phone stopped ringing as soon as I had my hand on the plastic.
I closed my eyes and sighed. Please, let that have not been an important call. Groaning, I thumped my head on the desk surface. I messed up and I was so turned on I could not focus. I hadn’t come and I ached terribly.
Tapping the keyboard to sign in, I logged into the calendar to check what Judy had scheduled for me to do today.
The list had significantly decreased; she must not be as mad anymore.
Samuel’s door opened and I popped straighter, but kept my head slightly turned to the computer to keep up appearances.
He stepped in front of my desk. Peeking up at him, I found a frown on his face, the golden strand of hair was no longer fell across his forehead.
It’d been returned to its place. He’d put on a completely new pair of slacks.
I cleared my throat, dragging my gaze off him and toward the clicking of the heels approaching the open area in front of his office.
Judy speared around the column. I hunched lower, squeezing my thighs together.
She slowed. “Your car is ready, Alpha.”
I pursed my lips. Calling him ‘Alpha’ was completely natural as his assistant. No need for me to get jealous. I relaxed the hand that had clenched into a fist.
“Did you send over the documents?” He tugged the cuff of his sleeve to button it. His large hands moved with such control . . .
I swallowed. The corner of his mouth turned in a slight smirk and although he wasn’t obviously staring at me, I was sure he caught on to me gawking.
“Yes,” Judy said, pausing to look up at him. Her eyebrows furrowed as she studied his face. Samuel smoothed down his tie and nodded, stepping past with long strides. Instead of following him, Judy turned to me.
“Ms. Cervantes, I need you to send flowers to the location I added to your calendar.” My computer dinged to tell me the notification arrived. I only glanced at it.
“Send flowers? Who’s C.M?”
Judy frowned. “You’re not paid to ask questions.”
Ouch.
I trudged onto the second bus that’d take me work and slumped on the plastic chair, currently suffering the aftereffects of tossing and turning all night. I hooked my thumbs on the straps of my backpack to hug it to my chest.