Chapter 50
50
LINCOLN
Four months later
“Jonathan, remove yourself from this ballroom and get back to work,” Violet calls out from across the room. “According to Michael, you were supposed to be in reception twenty minutes ago.”
“Oh shit, you had better go,” I say through the side of my mouth. “She looks pissed.”
I turn around and Violet is standing at the back of the room with one hand on her hip and in the other she is holding on to a sparkly bright-pink planner.
Jonathan runs, fucking runs, through the room. “Sorry, we were talking about cars,” he blabs.
“Well, you should have been talking about work, not cars.” Violet narrows her eyes. “Go.”
Jonathan flings the wooden doors open wide and disappears.
“And you. Come with me.” She beckons me with her pointer finger and goes out the same door Jonathan did.
Oh shit, I’m in trouble .
I run toward the exit. Christ, what am I doing running? I know exactly why I am running. She has me by the balls.
Violet is standing and waiting for me.
“How did you know I was in there?” I thumb over my shoulder.
“CCTV.”
“What were you doing in security?”
“Looking for you.”
“Why?”
“Because there is a problem down here.”
She walks down the hall. My eyes fall to her hips as she wiggles herself swiftly down the black-and-white marble corridor and I have to skip a few times to keep up with her.
Everything happens at once. She stops walking, unlocks the laundry closet, pulls me by my tie into the small room, slams the door behind me, and locks it, then shoves me up against the shelving unit that houses dozens of white towels and smashes her lips painfully against mine. I’m pretty sure she just drew blood.
“I thought you said we had a problem,” I say between her frantic kisses.
“We do. I haven’t seen you since this morning.” She unzips my dress pants.
I don’t think she knows she doesn’t have any shares in the hotel yet, so she won’t get a penny from the hotel when she kills me; she’s going to fuck me to death.
I pull her dress up to her waist and move us around as she unbuckles my leather belt.
With her back now against the shelves, we’re all fast hands and clumsy maneuvers as we desperately try to undress each other .
I grab the back of her thighs and she knows what to do as she loops and locks her legs around me.
I slip her lace panties to the side and drive myself into her. There are no airs and graces about what we are doing. It’s fucking at its finest. The need to be together because we can’t keep our hands off each other. Making up for our lost month, we don’t care how and when we fuck; we do it all the time, and I’m not complaining.
She lets out a moan and clutches on to the back of my neck as I fuck her hard against the shelving unit behind her.
As I drill her hard, she bites my neck and moans into my ear. Her whimpers drive my dick crazy.
Her pussy soaks my hard cock and I fuck her even harder, pushing myself into her with grueling thrusts. Her body begins to shudder, and it tells me everything I need to know; she’s on the precipice, about to fall off as the walls of her pussy contract around my cock and she lets out a loud moan.
Her breathing becomes heavy. She throws her head back and her mouth hangs open in the shape of an O.
Her whimpers tell me she’s right there and she takes me with her, coating my dick in her orgasm.
We work in harmony with each other on every level, from sex to business.
We just work.
Soft pants are the only noise to be heard as she lays her forehead against my shoulder.
“Problem solved.” I chuckle and lower her to the ground.
Still breathless, she fluffs out her long hair with her hands. “I feel better. I’ll be able to concentrate this afternoon,” she says, wiggling her dress down over her hips.
Until tonight.
I buckle my belt and straighten my tie .
“Do I look like I’ve just had sex in the laundry closet?” She runs her hands across her dress, trying to smooth out the creases.
“You look freshly fucked every day. You don’t look any different.” I cup her face and softly kiss her lips.
“We have to go. I need to visit the ladies’ room to clean up first. I will meet you in your dad’s office for our meeting.”
“See you up there. Love you.”
She throws me a cheeky smile, unlocks the door, and then she’s gone.
My life couldn’t be more perfect.