Chapter 24 Elizabeth
ELIZABETH
“Are you sure it’s a good idea to do this here?” I ask Jon as he kisses my neck in his locked office. “What if someone hears us?”
Jon pulls away for a moment. “The door is locked and there are only a few people here today. Besides, doesn’t that make things more exciting?”
He does have a point. Being on the verge of getting caught is giving me a rush I’ve never felt before. I decide to give into the feeling. Jon’s hands run down my thighs and grab the bottom hem of my black, pencil skirt before lifting it above my hips.
His hands grip my ass and lift me as he carries me over and sets me down on the edge of his desk. The cool wood sends a chill down my legs. “We have to be quick, though,” I say as I look at the closed door.
“That won’t be a problem,” he replies and slips two fingers inside of me unannounced, causing me to gasp. His free hand covers my mouth as his fingers continue to get me worked up. Having to be quiet on top of staying hidden only intensifies this rush I feel.
My hands reach out and I drop his pants and take his cock in my hands before pulling away from his hand on my mouth. Leaning forward, my tongue teases against his sensitive head as his one hand grabs my shoulder.
He groans as I take his full length into my mouth as my tongue teases the underneath of his erection. His fingers still wriggle inside of me as his hips thrust into my mouth.
He lets out another groan, this one slightly louder than the first and I pull back, sitting up once more.
“I thought you said we had to be quiet?” I tease.
“Hmm,” he says. “Let’s see if you can keep quiet.” His fingers pull out quickly and he grips my thighs, pulling me to the edge of the desk with such force, I nearly yelp from being surprised.
Before I can question anything, he slips his cock deep inside me, and my hand instinctively slaps over my mouth to muffle the moan I let out. He looks back at the door swiftly and then back to me as he thrusts again, rocking the entire desk.
Luckily, it’s new so it doesn’t squeak too loudly. Another thrust into me, followed by another, my head falls back against the wood, slightly hanging over the other side as my hand continues to quiet my noises.
All I want to do is scream his name, let him know how good this feels, but I can’t. Although I don’t care in this moment if anyone can hear or see us. All I want is to feel Jon come undone inside of me.
I wrap my legs tightly around his waist and lift myself back up to face him. He holds onto my shoulders, keeping me up as he grinds his hips into me. The head of his cock slams into me and while a little rougher than usual, it feels incredible.
So incredible that I am on the verge of orgasming. I can feel myself tightening as it builds up, and he must feel it as well.
“Oh God,” he grunts in a whispered tone. “You’re gripping me so tight.”
His words push my body over that ledge, and I come undone around him. He covers my hand that’s over my mouth because I let out a loud whimper that’s completely involuntary.
Jon’s thrusts quicken, and before I know it, he slams into me one last time and fills me with his own orgasm.
Suddenly, there’s some shuffling outside of his door, and he pulls out quickly, reaching for his pants that hang around his ankles, yanking them back up.
I jump off the desk, adjust my panties, and pull my skirt back down to its original length. We both run to his mirror that hangs behind his desk to fix our appearance, and while he heads for the door, I take a seat on the spare chair, pretending to read some documents.
Once the door opens, another one of the assistants closes a filing cabinet door that is near his office and smiles at him before returning to her own desk.
That was too close.
Although it was completely worth it.
He turns back into the office and we both laugh. As he takes his seat back behind his desk, he clears his throat. “Thanks again, Lizzy. I’ve sent over a few more documents for you to look over.”
Nodding with a wink, I stand and return to my desk.
I take notice that the office is all but empty this morning as I go through the files Jon sent over to me. Christmas was three days ago, and not many of the employees came back before New Year’s. But the extra money was tempting enough for me to come back.
Besides, I would just be home rotting on the couch, so why not put that time to good use? And with the deadline coming closer, Jon will need all the help he can get.
As I open one of the files on my computer, I see that it’s all the information about Jones Construction, and there is a pit in my stomach.
I nearly forgot, or maybe I was secretly hoping that if I didn’t think about it, it would disappear. Unfortunately, that’s not the case as the meeting is in nine days, and I’m not sure there’s much I can do to stop it.
Maybe this is the way things were supposed to be. With my father and brother having more than enough experience, it may not be hard for them to find another job quickly. But what if they don’t, and they blame me for not doing anything to help?
They’ll never forgive me if they know I had a hand in anything to do with them losing their jobs.
Sighing, I hit print on all the documents so we have hard copies to add to the filing cabinet, and I slide my chair out the moment I hear the printer at the front desk kick on. Jon waves as I walk past, and I wave back with a smile.
Seeing him was the other reason I was willing to come back to the office earlier than everyone else. At the moment, besides Jon and me, there are only four other people who are here. I prefer it when there are fewer people in the office. I seem to be able to concentrate more with less distractions.
I guess this morning’s quicky in his office doesn’t scream concentration, but I can’t help it. I can’t seem to keep my hands or my mind off him.
I get to the printer and grab the stack of papers, tucking them under my arm before turning back around to put them in the filing cabinet in Jon’s office.
Then I can email the clients back and confirm appointments. Once that is complete, the rest of the day will be free for whatever Jon needs me to do.
Before I can get out from behind the reception desk, the front doors fly open, sending a rush of cold air to fill the office, causing a chill to run down my spine.
The light is too bright to see who is walking through until the doors close again, and Karl stands, red-faced and panting, as he storms up to me. My heart stops and my feet weld themselves to the floor, causing me to freeze in place.
Oh no … What is my brother doing here?
With widened eyes, I take a quick glance around the empty space. “What the hell are you doing here?” I all but whisper.
“No!” he shouts. “What the hell are you doing here?” Panic sets into my bones as I remain as still as a statue.
“Th-this is where I work, Karl. You guys never cared to ask …”
“Are you kidding me, Lizzy?” He is now shouting at me, and I jump the moment I hear Jon’s voice calling out from behind me.
“Whoa, whoa. Karl, Lizzy. What’s the problem?” Turning, I see Jon making his way to the front where we are standing.
Karl rushes past the desk and heads straight for Jon, but I jump between them.
I know Karl’s temper, and I know he would lay Jon out for less than what’s going on. I can’t allow that to happen. What’s going on is my own fault for not bringing it up sooner.
“Karl, relax,” I say, putting my hand on his chest to stop him from pushing past me.
“So you are the asshole putting me out of a job, huh? After inviting you into our home, and you dating my sister … This is how you repay me. By lying and hiding who you really are?”
My eyes close tightly, and I wish that I were anywhere else but here. “Wait, what?” Jon replies. “Lizzy, what is he talking about? And keep your voice down, please.”
If the employees didn’t already know about Jon and me, they sure do now, and it wouldn’t take long to go through the grapevine. This is it. There goes my job … my relationship.
“My family is going to perish, and it’s all your fault,” Karl goes back at him with a pointed finger. “Your company is buying the company we work for. The one we’ve worked our asses off for. You are going to ruin everything. That … that is what I’m talking about. And you.”
Karl turns to me with his finger pointing directly in my face, but it’s no longer anger I see in his eyes …
It’s betrayal.
“This is your fault as well as it is his. You knew about it all along and never said a thing. Do we mean that little to you, Elizabeth?”
It’s like a knife to the heart hearing my full name fall from his mouth. He only says my full name when he is deeply hurt or mad. I really, really messed up this time.
“Alright, can we just calm down?” Jon breaks up the stare fest going on between my brother and me.
Karl turns back to Jon, and for a moment, he just stares at him. I worry that he will swing, but instead, he shakes his head. “Fuck you, Jon!” he shouts and turns in a hurry, practically running out of the building.
I’m stunned. I knew that eventually I would have to face all of this head-on, but I never imagined it blowing up this badly. I feel the tears rearing up, and I can’t stop them as they stream down my cheeks while I stare at the doors that Karl just stormed through.
“Lizzy,” Jon says as he steps in front of me now. “What the hell was that all about?”
My mouth opens, and nothing but a soft sob comes out as I drop the papers that I was holding onto the floor and bury my face in my hands.
“Come on,” he whispers, putting his arm around me and guiding me into his office. We pass by the other employees, and they drop their eyes the moment Jon looks at them. They already got a show and now know everything we both worked so hard to conceal. So what’s the use of pretending?
Once he gets me into his office, he closes the door and locks it so there won’t be any interruptions. “Okay, now please tell me what the hell that was all about.”
“Jones Construction,” I begin, wiping my tear-soaked cheeks with a tissue from the box on his desk.
“My brother and father both work there and have for a long time. I knew that you were buying it and that they might lose their jobs, but I didn’t say anything to you or them.
Even when they found out it was being sold, I kept it to myself because I didn’t want what just happened to happen. ”
The words fall out of me like a roaring spring, and I can’t stop. “I wanted to tell you about it, and maybe there would be something you could do, but I was afraid of losing my position with you. I was scared that you would drop me as your assistant, or as your girlfriend.”
The realization hits that everyone in the company will now know what’s going on between us, and I feel crushed. “I’m so sorry Karl blew that cover,” I speak again, tears now rolling down my face. I’ve failed Jon, and I don’t think I deserve to be with him.
His face looks stunned as I break down in front of him. I just released weeks of pent-up words onto him, and now, on top of that, my brother came to his company and threatened him. I’d be surprised if he didn’t let me go on the spot.
I never expected this big of a blowout, and I want to go back in time. I would have said something the moment I knew about Jon buying Jones Construction, and I would have tried to put a stop to it. Although even now I don’t think that it would’ve done anything.
This is Jon’s whole life. Who am I to tell him what to do and whose company to buy?
He stays silent for a moment and runs a hand through his hair, messing it up slightly before sighing. “Lizzy,” he says exhaustedly. “You really thought you couldn’t come to me?”
I shake my head no. “I didn’t want to lose this job, and I didn’t want to lose you.”
He chuckles, catching me off guard. How could he find any of this funny?
Reaching forward, he grabs me and pulls me tight against his chest. I wrap my arms tightly around his waist. “I would never dream of dropping you, Lizzy.” As he reassures me, more tears flow.
I need to learn to open myself up completely around him, but it’s hard to trust anyone in this world with my whole heart.