BLYTHE
Chapter Fifteen
“Bitch I know you fuckin lying. So, wait, how long did you wait before you went back and untied him?”
“Went back?!” I asked with a questioning gaze. I was on facetime with Autumn telling her how Pharaoh had me fucked up and payback was a bitch. After he tried to chump me yesterday in the office with the client, I was determined to get my lick back. Tying him up was the perfect revenge.
“B? I know you didn’t leave that man tied up with no help to get out.” When she put it that way it did sound fucked up. “Girl, that is your damn boss’s son.”
“I know Autumn. Damn! He a big boy, I am sure he is fine.” My confidence in my words lacked tremendously. I wasn’t sure if he would have gotten free. I was hoping so now. “Let me get dressed for work. I will call you later and tell you if he’s good or not.”
“Fine, take that man some coffee or offer some head or something.”
“Bitch fuck no. Bye foo. Talk to you later.”
“Wait, wait, wait, before you go. For real for real, you look happy. I don’t know what he’s doing to you but it’s working.”
“He’s not doing anything. Nothing has changed. I am still me.”
“Girl bye. You ain’t even said one mean thing and you are on your period. Has got to be him. It’s okay if it is, you deserve it. Girl let that man knock yo socks off and get yo promotion from putting it on his ass.”
“I will not. So go to hell.” We both chuckled before I ended the call.
Having sex with his ass was not on my list of things to do while I am here. Although neither was him touching me until I climaxed or me tying him down. His package was impressive and kind of tempting, but we were doing way too much already.
When I walked into the office everything seemed to be normal. Everyone was walking around getting shit done but I was still extremely nervous. Was he still tied up or was he already here ready to fire me.
“Good morning Ms. Blythe. You look amazing today, with your glowing skin. Girl, I need your skin care routine.”
“Thank you. I will send it to you. I can’t go without it.” She nodded her gratitude. “Is he here?” I asked trying not to sound timid and nervous.
“He is. Been here since seven this morning. He asked that I get you set up in the office next to him.” I frowned at her words but quickly recovered with a curt smile.
“Sure.” I spoke as she rounded her desk to meet me. She walked ahead of me and swiftly moved pass his office leading me to the vacant one next to his. I was kind of sad I wouldn’t be in his space all day, but this was probably for the best.
As we moved by, I couldn’t help but glance inside his window. His door was shut and he had his head buried in the computer.
“Look up, look up.” I whispered to myself. I needed to see his expression when he looked at me. Was he mad, did I take things too far. I don’t even know why I cared but I did. More than I ever cared about anything related to the opposite sex.
The Gods must have been on my side because before I made it out of the window frame our eyes met.
I slowed my pace to allow our stare to linger.
He didn’t seem upset or look happy, honestly.
He had a blank expression, I tucked my lips in nervously, that must have gave him satisfaction to see me nervous because what appeared to be a slight smirk graced his lips.
I continued my stride and made my way into the office next door.
It felt strange and cold in this big empty space with only a desk, computer and chair. Looking around the walls were bare except for a single framed picture of the St. Louis skyline. It wasn’t as comfortable as being in his space, but I would make the most of it.
Placing my things down I took my seat and opened the computer. Emails flooded in so I relaxed and got to work. Music and no distractions will keep my mind from thinking of him.
Two hours went by and I still had yet to see him.
All the messages were being sent through Anastacia.
I couldn’t take the silence anymore. I was missing our playful bantering back and forth.
I enjoyed the power struggle for dominance between us.
Even though he usually had the upper hand, I wouldn’t dare tell him that.
Deciding enough was enough I grabbed a file I had completed and prepared to go into his office.
He was going to talk to me even if he liked it or not, I couldn’t handle the silence anymore.
Shit but I was scared for the first time in a long time.
I wanted to feel some kind of way about him ignoring me, but I did deserve his cold shoulder.
I should have had more self-control, but when it came to him, I felt I could give that control up so easily to him and that was scary.
“Knock, knock.” I tapped gently on his half-opened door.
He looked up and his brow arched when he saw it was me.
“Can I come in?” He nodded and placed his pen on the desk.
I walked in and purposely leaned against the door shutting it behind me.
“I completed the Johnson file, but I do see some discrepancies.”
“Cool, thank you for working on that. Put it there and I will check on it later.” He pointed to the end of his desk and turned back to his screen.
I bit my bottom lip trying to control the anger brewing in me.
Why was he treating me like this. The shit wasn’t that bad to be giving me the cold shoulder.
His ass figured it out and got free, damn.
“Anything else?” He looked up from his screen in my direction.
“Yes. Actually. I may have taken it too far, but you are being childish ignoring me like this. Regardless of what happened we still have to work together, Pharaoh.” I crossed my arms and stood my ground.
Or was I bracing for impact. Jesus why did this man stir so many emotions inside of me.
Watching him intently I licked my lips to soothe the dryness.
He had me so nervous. He was just staring at me.
Suddenly he closed his eyes and what sounded like a low growl came from his closed mouth.
My eyes shifted fearing what he would do or say next.
What felt like minutes but was probably seconds went by before he chuckled lightly and stood from his chair.
“You think this is about me being upset and childish, B?” I shrugged unsure how to answer. “Nah, baby girl, you got all that fuckin’ mouth. Use your words. Tell me!” He walked closer in my direction.
“Yea, yes.” I stuttered. “Why else would you move me to the office next door when you said just yesterday that you needed me close.” My voice raised an octave and squeaked slightly.
Yea that’s right B, stand your ground. The pep talk was barely helping.
I could feel the heat from his body so close I wanted to faint.
“That’s not the reason at all love. If I am being honest, last night is the reason I need to stay away.
Because I would love to take this same tie you used on me.
Wrap it around your wrist and ankles and fuck you up against my desk til you beg for mercy.
That is all I can think of.” He ran his hand up my arm to my collar bone.
I noticed he was indeed wearing the exact tie I took from his dresser last night.
I swallowed hard surprised at his bluntness and touch.
He licked his lips as he scanned me from head to toe.
“But we both know why I can’t, and it has nothing to do with my momma telling me to keep it professional.
Tell me, how long does your cycle last?” I scrunched my brow.
Was he seriously asking me that. Of course he is dummy, this man had no problem sticking his hands down your damn pants while you are menstruating. He doesn’t give a shit.
“Four days maybe five, max.” I spoke back. My voice lacking any dominance.
“Okay, three more days then.” He pulled away and leaned on his desk. He stroked at his beard looking at me intently. I shuffled my feet feeling both my cramps in my uterus and a pulse on my clit. This was insane, am I going crazy?
I shifted on my heels averting his stare.
Three more days and then what? Would I be welcomed back in his office.
Would he touch me again. This time for pleasure not relief.
Did I want him to touch me again? Who the fuck was I kidding, I craved his touch.
Ever since the first time he brushed my skin with his hand, it is the only touch I want.
Not knowing what to say, I stepped forward right between his open legs.
He didn’t move, not even a flinch. I watched his expression intently, studying his features.
So, fucking sexy. Reaching behind him I snatched a dumdum sucker from his candy jar and backed away to the door.
Crumbling the wrapper, I flicked it in his direction before putting the sucker in my mouth and twirling it slowly.
He smirked biting his bottom lip. Popping it out I made my exit with a wink.
I could hear him softly laughing as I made my way back to my empty office space.
I was both turned on and frightened. His words were on repeat in my head and I could only imagine the ways he would do my body. Shit I wasn’t sure I couldn’t handle or was ready for. I am so used to being in control. But I was feeling like I may have met my match with Pharaoh.
No man has ever been able to penetrate my mind the way he has.
I felt my walls breaking when I am around him.
He could ask me personal questions, and I would feel like I could trust him with my answers.
He was also the only one that I was comfortable with touching me too.
This connection with him was different. And I hate to admit it but I kind of liked it.