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Nolan
A elin was awake when I came back from the closet. "Morning." Her voice was groggy and the tops of her breasts popped out of the sheets as she stretched. My dick hardened. We spent the better part of last night in each other's arms. I should be over her by now. She should bore, but the opposite was happening. I wanted her more than ever. I averted my gaze and went to the chest of drawers, took out a tie, and began tying it. My gaze focused on the mirror, focused on the act. My hands slackened, however, when, through the mirror, I saw her rise out of the bed, crawl out of it and strolled towards me.
"Ay..." I said as her hands slid around my shoulders to grab my tie. I was already late because I woke up so late. She turned me around. "I wanna help you," she said and took the tie and expertly twisted it into a knot. "Where did you learn to do that?" I asked.
I attended private school for a hot five minutes, and they made us wear ties.
Something about her in the file reminded me she attended a Swiss boarding school all of her high school. But that wasn't what I would call a hot five minutes. But all of that flew out of my head when she untied the tie and threw it around her neck. The two ends down to her chest, barely covering her hard nipples. Her hands traveled down my chest. I gulped. "Ay... I'm going to be late."
"You already are late," she said as she slid down to her knees and unbuckled my belt, unbuttoning my pants. I should stop her, I thought. She dropped my pants and took out my cock from my briefs. Maybe I should—I sucked in my breath when I sensed her warm mouth around me. "Fuck."
She took me in her mouth, slowly, as though testing me. Letting me slide down her mouth until I hit the back of her throat. She pulled me out of her mouth until she reached the tip, only to do it again. My knees buckled, and I pressed one hand on the drawers behind me while I placed the other hand on the back of her head, as she increased her pace. Gradually sucking me like a vacuum until she was bobbing her head up and down my cock. "Fuck, you're so good." She growled in approval, her voice humming on my cock. Her eyes looked up at me. She looked so angelic. Like a corrupted angel. My hand tightened around her hair as she drew her mouth out and licked the head, her tongue licking the slit, licking around the head and swallowing me whole again. If she continued like this, I was going to bust. I pulled her head back and my dick plopped out of her mouth.
"I want to be inside you."
I lifted her up by the waist and carried her to the bed, where I sat down on the edge and thrust her down on my cock. "You were already wet," I said in her ear as she rode me, holding onto my shoulders for support. She nodded, a frown on her face. "You enjoyed sucking me?" She nodded again. My hands found her waist, and I helped her ride me. Her boobs brushed my face in the best way possible. I took one in my hand. It felt heavy as I palmed it. Her reaction when I flicked her nipple was amazing. Her pussy gripped my cock, and I almost came at that moment. I looked at her face. She had her eyes closed, head tilted to the ceiling, but she instinctively opened her eyes and gazed down at me. I drew her down for a kiss wanting to connect with her on more than just sex. Tasting myself on her tongue was a heady, erotic feeling.
"Look at me," I said.
She kept her eyes focused on mine, our heads touching as a wave of ecstasy washed over me. I was losing control. My hands were all over her hair. Her waist. Her breasts. Her hair. "I'm so close," she said in my ear. My lips caught hers and I kissed her so deeply and she responded with the same enthusiasm. The walls of her pussy gripped my cock as she came, setting off my orgasm. We came together, our bodies shaking as I lost balance and fell down on the bed. She followed me, falling on top of me as the last remanence of her orgasm trembled through her body.
She got onto her hunches and stared down at me. Her eyes glinted, and her skin glowed under the sheen of sweat glittering in the morning sun. "You're so beautiful." I blurted the words out without thinking and didn't regret one bit.
Her smile warmed my heart. "Thank you. So are you."
I chuckled. "I don't think anyone has ever said that tomebefore."
She brushed my forehead. "And now I have made pretty boy late."
I kissed her. "It's my company. They can wait."
** *
"Has he signed?" I asked when I burst into the conference room. I told my assistant to tell everyone to start the meeting without me and by the time I arrived, they were halfway through. Two hours late to work, one for the record books for a stickler like me, and yet I had zero regret. Finley, the CFO, was in the middle of a presentation. She had a pointer in her hand that she absent-mindedly tapped on the table while a PowerPoint with graphs glowed on the projector screen behind her. All seven of the meeting attendees were listening to her attentively until I walked in, at which point all heads swiveled in my direction.
The head of legal, Victor, a tiny balding man, shook his head. "He said he was too sick to attend to it. I thought you knew."
"Kenneth never spoke to me." What was the old man playing at? I had given him everything he wanted, minus the child, but he didn't know that.
"Has he given his granddaughter the power of attorney?" Finley said, "She could sign, right?"
I shook my head and went to the vacant chair at the head of the table. "He's very territorial. I'll speak to him." Everyone had frozen, waiting for my command until I said to Finley, "You can continue."
"Anything wrong?" Victor spoke in a lowered voice.
"Why?"
"You've never been this late for work. Even when you were interning."
"Oh. Everything is fine." I just have an irresistible wife that I have an insatiable appetite for. "I got caught up in a family thing, and I forgot to tell my assistant, that's all."
The answer seemed to satisfy Victor, and he turned his attention to the presentation. The meeting ended soon after. Kelly was waiting for me in my office when I got there. "Do you know that a lot of people are afraid of coming onto this floor, let alone my office?"
Kelly was unaffected, sitting comfortably in the visitor's chair.I marched over to the other side of the desk and sank into my chair. My computer was already booted up, displaying the latest earnings report. The company made a higher profit than expected. I turned my attention away from the screen and to the man in front of me.
"What is it, now?" I asked Kelly.
"I come bearing bad news."
"Of course you do."
"It's nothing horrible, but I thought you should know why Kenneth is not signing."
"He wants more money?"
Kelly clasped his hands on top of the table. "One of my little ears on the inside overheard a conversation between your boy Kenneth and his major investor. "
My interest piqued. "You still have your men inside?"
"A few actually work for Kenneth and have been for a long time. Their disgruntlement led them to us. But they didn't know I was done looking into Kenneth. Anyway, he told me he heard Kenneth and the investor arguing. Apparently, Kenneth doesn't want to sign the deal because he's looking for someone else to buy him."
"The motherfucker!"
"I know. The investor apparently likes you, and thinks you'd be a good fit, but Kenneth thinks otherwise. He's going to use your offer to find another buyer."
"Fuck." My fist hit the desk. An unintentional reaction that shook the monitor and everything else on the table. Why would he do that after tying me to his granddaughter? As far as I knew, she was his sole heir. Doing this would ruin her inheritance. Not only that, but he was risking losing the company entirely by pulling out so late. There was something else I was not seeing. A man like Kenneth didn't want to sell his company to me. He didn't want to sell it, period. He probably wanted his blood to inherit it."What's wrong with the guy?"
"Have you spoken to him recently?"
"No." I was too wrapped up in his granddaughter's arms to think about the grandfather. Was she part of this? Make me complacent while they snatch back the deal from under me."And your wife," Kelly said. "What is she saying?"I thought of Aelin's sweet, innocent face. But she wasn't innocent, was she now? She was a mercenary who probably had been working with her grandfather all along. The whole thing left a bitter taste in my mouth.
"We haven't been talking about it. I don't like bringing business home." Which wasn't true and Kelly knew it was a lie, but he didn't show it. Kelly sighed, got up from his chair, adjusting his jacket. "That's all I wanted to tell you. Remember, this is all rumor. The insider might have misheard."
"Yeah, but Kenneth is a little weirdo who likes to take risks, even if they're to his detriment."
Kelly shrugged and nodded. "Are you done with the dossier?"
"I'm halfway through," I lied. The dossier had gone to the back of my mind since I read it that time he gave it to me.
"Should I contact your wife's cousin? She might be useful to us, since it looks like Kenneth cut her off."
"Yeah sure. We need all the arsenal we can get."
"Weird to name cousins like that, don't you think? Aelin and Aire?"
I felt like a brick had fallen down on my head. The room shrunk, and the air felt thin. I took a deep breath to calm myself down. The next words that came out of my mouth sounded cool and businesslike, the opposite of what I was feeling inside. "Yeah. Now that I think about it, hold on contacting the cousin and focus on verifying what you heard."
Kelly nodded. "Sure thing, boss."
As soon as he left, I took out the dossier from my drawer and opened the family section. What I read shocked me. That fucking bitch.