Chapter Twenty-One
I ’m back at the office after my lunch with Marissa ran almost two hours longer than it was supposed to and within minutes of me sitting down at my desk, Beck is coming through my office door looking distressed and almost nervous. He’s usually pretty calm and collected so his demeanor seems out of left field. He drops to my couch and rubs a hand over his chest. “I fucked up.”
I frown because Wes Beckham rarely fucks up. He’s good at everything to the point it’s almost annoying. “How so?”
“My new assistant.” He pinches the bridge of his nose, lifting his glasses in the process before he pulls them off and tosses them on my coffee table.
“Oh god, what’s wrong with this one? I swear Beck, you need to find someone you can tolerate. You’ve gone through, what, four assistants in the last month? Make it work. I’m beginning to think you’re the problem.” I guess I got lucky with Christine because the turnover rate of Beck’s assistants is fucking insane.
“Fuck off,” he grits out. “It’s not…that.” He runs a hand through his hair and I notice his leg bouncing slightly. “She’s incredible.”
“Holy shit.” I can’t stop the chuckle from leaving my lips. “Are you…into her?”
“She’s been here three fucking days and I can’t stop thinking about her. You know I was actually late getting on a call because I was in the copy room because she was there and I just wanted a reason to talk to her?” He gets up off the couch and begins to pace the length of my office. “One look at her and I’m a fucking goner. No concept of time or anything.” He doesn’t say anything for a second before he turns to me. “I think I black out every time I talk to her.”
I chuckle thinking about my best friend who always has it together and is in control of every situation tied up in knots over his assistant. “This is Theo Graham’s daughter, right?” I was shocked when I saw that the daughter of an ex-NFL football star had applied to work here and even more surprised that Wes had hired her. She’s younger than his usual assistants and has little to no experience, but now I’m starting to see why he might have given her the job.
“Raegan,” he corrects and I nod. “She looks so gorgeous today.” He stares at the door before turning back to me. “She’s wearing this blue dress and it brings out the color of her eyes and…I know how crazy I sound.”
I smile because it’s the same way I think about Marissa. “No, you don’t sound crazy. I’m actually happy for you because you haven’t really been interested in anyone since you broke things off with Hannah.”
He shakes his head. “This intense attraction I feel? I didn’t even feel this way about Hannah.” He clears his throat and shakes his head. “I shouldn’t have hired her.”
“Why not?”
He shoots me a look. “Because I want to ask her out and I can’t? I’ll bet she has a boyfriend. There’s no way she can’t. She’s fucking stunning and smart and charming and her fucking smile…” He trails off. “Liam Patterson is already up under her all the time and it’s pissing me off.”
“Sounds about right. He does love to fuck the new hires,” I joke and he glares at me.
“You know, once upon a time, you were sleeping with our subordinates too. You’re the reason we even drafted the first fraternization policy if I recall.”
There was a time I did sleep with women who worked for us, but I haven’t since I met Marissa. He knows that even if he doesn’t know that it’s Marissa. “You know I haven’t done that in years.” I haven’t explicitly stated that I haven’t fucked anyone since the girl at Owen’s wedding, but I haven’t told him I have either and the thought that I’ve never told Wes about Marissa sends a wave of guilt through me. For a moment I consider it, but I should probably talk to Marissa about it first.
“Besides, what if she doesn’t have a boyfriend? And she has a crush on you too?”
He shakes his head. “I can’t pursue her. I just signed off on an updated policy that Dana put together.”
“Oh?” I ask because I hadn’t heard about this and this could very well make things even harder for Marissa and me.
“I haven’t felt like this in a while. Maybe ever.” He scratches his jaw and while I want to circle back to the updated rules, I decide to just look them up myself later. “When she looks at me… fuck. ”
“Damn.” I chuckle. “You already have it bad.”
“Since the second she walked into my office.” He picks his glasses up off the coffee table and slides them onto his face. “I’ll get over it though. I have to. I mean…I can’t have her, right?”
The sound of my elevator dings and Marissa walks through the door wearing a jacket that stops mid-thigh. I raise an eyebrow at her because it’s May and there’s not a need for a jacket unless she’s naked underneath which I suspect she could be.
“I ordered in for dinner. It should be here in an hour,” I tell her as she wheels a small suitcase behind her and sets it in the corner.
“Really? Because I brought dinner also.” She giggles as she pulls at the belt holding the jacket together revealing her in nothing but a sheer white thong.
“Goddamn,” I grit out. “You are so sexy.” I lick my lips as I move towards her and when I’m within arm’s reach of her, I grab the waistband of her underwear and pull her towards me. She comes to me with ease as a squeal leaves her lips and when she’s pressed up against me, I run my hand down her back to cup her bare ass. “It’s been so long since I’ve been inside you…I can’t wait another fucking second without tasting your cunt.”
She runs her hand down the length of my body and cups my dick, “Well, considering you’re the last person that’s had their mouth on it, I’d say I can’t wait another second either.”
The fact that I’m the last person that’s touched her makes my dick even harder. I push her against the wall and tilt her chin up to look at me. “In the spirit of transparency, you’re the last woman that’s touched my dick.”
Her eyes widen and she lets out an exaggerated gasp. “What?”
I pinch her nipple playfully eliciting a sexy little squeal from her. “Don’t act so shocked.”
“It’s been over two years. I just figured…” She shrugs.
“That I haven’t been thinking about you nonstop this whole time?”
“I knew you were thinking about me but…” Her brown eyes look away and I guide her face back to look at me. I can see the vulnerability all over it and I’ve always loved how honest she lets herself be with me.
“Let me be clear. My dick has also been thinking about you nonstop. I haven’t wanted anyone else. I don’t want anyone else.” I don’t wait for a reply before I press my lips to her neck and begin a trail of open-mouthed kisses down her body. When I get to her nipples, I suck one into my mouth before the other, letting my tongue roll around the bud and she lets out a moan when I bite down. “These have gotten bigger.”
“Maybe,” she whimpers as I drag my tongue between her breasts.
“I know your tits as well as I know my own dick. They’re bigger.” I palm them in my hands and press myself against her. “They’re fucking perfect.” She shivers when I roll both nipples between my fingers. “They’re still so sensitive.”
“I…” She lets out what sounds like a frustrated sigh and grabs my head, pulling my mouth away from them. “Probably because I’m on my period.” She scrunches her face slightly and I look down at her and then slowly drag my eyes up her frame.
“I don’t give a fuck.” And I don’t. I’m so desperate to be inside of her, I would do anything.
“Why am I not surprised?” she murmurs with a cheeky eye roll.
“Because you know that I haven’t touched you in two years and nothing, not even a little bit of blood will deter me.” I put one hand up over her head and tuck a strand of hair that had fallen over her eyes behind her ear with the other. “That thought make your pussy wet?”
I can see the arousal in her eyes and I can’t stop the grin from crossing my face that I’m right. “You are not eating me out,” she says and I raise an eyebrow at her because she’s never told me I couldn’t do anything in regards to her body.
“If it’s something that really bothers you, I won’t push it,” I slide my hand down her body and into her underwear and drag my thumb over her clit, “but nothing is going to stop me from running my tongue over this until you come.” Just the feeling of her under my hand has cum already leaking into my briefs. I press a kiss to her lips before moving slowly down her body and when I look up at her I see lust mixed with nerves all over her face. “Are you in any pain?”
“No, I’m just annoyed.” She rolls her eyes. “I was planning a very sexy reunion after we had lunch today and the universe really said, haha fuck you .”
I press my lips to her satin-covered slit before dragging my tongue through it, penetrating her slightly through the fabric. “Oh, believe me, baby, we are still having a very sexy reunion. And I will definitely be fucking you.” I grab her underwear with my teeth and slide it slowly down her legs leaving her naked in front of my eyes for the first time in far too fucking long. I take one slow lick through her slit and my dick hardens instantly.
She lets out the sexiest, breathy sigh and then my name leaves her lips in a whisper when I flick her clit with my tongue. I had every intention of taking my time but when I spread her open, revealing her wet, pink clit, I fucking lose it. I suck it into my mouth and roll my tongue around it and her hands drop to my head. “Fuck, I missed you.” She moans as she begins to rock her hips slowly against my mouth. I grab my dick and begin to rub it. I want it out and in her hands or in her mouth. I move my tongue, gliding it once over her opening and she gasps and tugs on my hair when I gently pull on the string with my teeth. “You said my clit.” She glares at me but I can see she’s turned on and I can’t stop the chuckle that leaves me that she has the nerve to scold me even while my mouth is on her pussy.
I move back to her clit, lapping at her hard with long strokes and then she tightens her hands in my hair and lets out a moan. “Fuck, I’m going to come.”
My hand slides up one of her legs and I pull it over my shoulder, opening her up as I continue to devour her cunt. “Good. Do it fucking now so I can get my dick inside you.”
I look up at her and I’m surprised to see her eyes open and on me. She gives me a sexy smile that makes my dick throb and with one final flick of my tongue her eyes flutter shut and she goes over the edge while she cries out my name.
Her clit has barely finished pulsing under my tongue before I have her in my arms and I’m carrying her upstairs to my bathroom my lips attached to hers the entire time. I reluctantly pull away from her mouth when I set her on her feet before I shed the rest of my clothes. “I don’t want you to be uncomfortable about anything,” I tell her as I turn on the shower. “Will this help?” I ask and she nods and pulls her hair back into a low bun at the nape of her neck. “Take it out,” I tell her and I can see the hint of embarrassment on her face before she turns around and disposes of her tampon.
I pull her into the massive shower and immediately wrap my hands around her, pressing her against the wall while I rub my hands over her perfect tits. Every part of her is so fucking soft and I want to kiss every inch of her skin with my mouth. I grab one of the handheld attachments hanging from the wall and spread her cunt. Before she has a chance to protest about being this exposed I have it turned onto the most concentrated pressure and hold it between her legs.
“Oh!” she cries out but I don’t leave it on for more than a few seconds before I put it back on the wall.
She frowns and turns her gaze to what I think may become one of her favorite new toys. “I just wanted to get rid of some of the blood so you’d feel more comfortable. You can play with it later.” I smirk at her before I spin her around so she’s facing the marble wall with her back against my chest and after running my hand under the water, I glide my hand down her torso and begin to rub her gently between her legs. I start at her clit and make my way down, sliding two fingers into her and she gasps.
I frown, wondering if I’d somehow hurt her. “You, okay?”
“It’s just…I’m not used to…”
“Relax, baby. It’s just you and me,” I murmur in her ear as I turn her face slightly so I can press my lips to hers again. “Bend over for me, stick that pretty little ass in the air.” She does as she’s told, putting her hands on the wall for support and I take a second to appreciate the fact that I finally have the love of my life back, who also happens to have one of the most gorgeous bodies I’d ever seen in my life and is now naked in my shower.
I don’t wait another second before sliding my dick back where it belongs. Fuck. I jacked off twice when I got home earlier so I had a prayer at lasting longer than a few thrusts and I still feel like I could come already. I haven’t moved yet. I’m just seated inside of her, and when she moves her ass against me and squeezes her cunt around me, my eyes slam shut.
“Baby, give me a second,” I grit out. In response she clenches her pussy around me and moves her hips in a circle I think as an attempt to grind her clit against me. I drop my hand to her ass with a smack. “What did I say?”
“ Please ,” she begs, “I want to come again.” Her pleading does nothing for the ache in my balls or the tingle already forming at the base of my spine as it prepares for my orgasm. My mind and body are already trained to give her whatever she wants and my dick is about ready to explode inside of her at the thought of her coming around it. I pull out and the bright red all over my dick sends a feeling of possession through me that I wasn’t expecting.
“Fuck.” I grunt. I can’t take my eyes off of her ass or the sight of my cock drilling into her slick cunt. I begin to fuck her faster and she meets my thrusts eagerly, letting out a sexy moan each time I bottom out inside of her. I tighten my fingers around her hips, pulling her harder onto my dick every time I drive into her.
“Oh god, I’m already close.” She starts to pant and I notice her hands are balled into fists on the wall.
I land another slap on her ass, this time the other cheek. “Not god.”
“Fuck…Daddy!” she cries out and that one word sends me even closer to the edge.
“Damn, you take my cock so fucking well.”
“Yes!” she cries out. “Fuck me harder.”
I slam into her a final time just as I feel my climax rip through me. “Fuck fuck FUCK.” I groan, as the first orgasm in over two years not brought on by my fist pulls me under. I keep fucking her through my climax and when I pull out of her, there’s a mixture of her blood and her cum and my cum all over my dick. The visual makes me hard again instantly and fucking feral for another one of her orgasms on my tongue. So, while I’m still in the high of one of the best orgasms I’ve ever had, I drop to my knees behind her, rub my wet fingers through her slit a few times before sealing my mouth over her cunt.
“Chris!” she squeals, I think in protest, but her body disagrees with her words and comes all over my tongue in seconds. I taste mostly her cum and water but there’s a hint of metallic that just makes my dick even harder and she pushes her hips harder against me while I continue to lap at her clit. “Holy fuck, you’re a god,” she moans as I finish fucking her with my mouth and stand up behind her. She turns around slowly and looks up into my eyes just as a smile pulls at her lips.
“You were determined to do that.”
“I barely tasted anything but our cum.”
“Liar.” She narrows her eyes at me as she rubs her thumb over my bottom lip. “I was not expecting that to be so…hot.” She lets out a breath. “Wow. I would not be opposed to doing that again.”
I drop my forehead to hers. “The food should be here soon, and then we are definitely doing that again.”