stronger as she grew more distant. I passed the exit home, opting to drive. After our sailing expedition, I purposefully scheduled her next appointment for a week later, hoping she was the one who didn’t cancel.
“I wasn’t sure if you would call,” she said, walking in to admire the room again. I noted to give her the name of my decorator.
“I didn’t, my PA called yours,” I replied as she rolled her eyes.
“Fascinating, but why am I here?”
I sat back in my seat, taking in her perfectly fitted, white designer dress and silver dipped shoes.
I. Had. To. Fuck. Her.
“I wanted to see you,” I said simply, offering no more explanation.
“I see.” Her brows knit in confusion. “Well, how good of you to interrupt my work week to be so selfish. Have you had a good look?”
“Take off your panties,” I said, moving back in my chair so she could see the bulge in my pants.
She gawked at me.
“I’m very serious, Nina. Take off your panties.”
She didn’t move, but simply stared at me. “I’ll be a good boy and take you home to fuck you properly. I’ve just imagined you in my office with your skirt up for so long, and your pretty cunt shiny and wet in my face. I really want to make this fantasy a reality. So please, for me, take off your panties.”
Her breathing stretched throughout the room, sucking all the air out of it. The electricity crackled between us as she walked over to me. I stayed seated as she slowly slid her skirt up, revealing that she had none on.
It took everything in me not to touch her. I watched her vibrate as she looked down at me. She was perfectly waxed, smooth and silky. I could smell her arousal.
“Tell me what you want,” I said, moving my hand to touch her as she leaned forward in anticipation.
“Devin, please,” she begged as I watched her shake in front of me.
I slowly pulled down her skirt as she glared at me and pushed my intercom.
“Ana, I’m gone for the day.”
“Yes, Mr. McIntyre.”
I turned to Nina, who stood confused. “Let’s go.” I guided her to the elevator and down to my Audi. She didn’t say a word as I drove like a bat out of hell through downtown, which was damn near impossible, and pulled up minutes later at my house. She didn’t bother looking around her as she followed me inside. She was as narrow sighted as I was.
In the last year, I had discovered more about her than her ex-husband was probably aware of. A few office meetings had turned into long lunches. I knew her tastes and food fetishes. I knew the name of her senior prom date. I also knew about her parents never-ending feud and her money hungry mother. I’d even been introduced to her brother Aaron briefly while he was passing through. She’d made it a point for us to meet, which I found flattering. She wanted to let me in. I wanted be in. And so I never let on differently.
What I didn’t know was what it was like to be inside her, and that was about to change.
I led her to the kitchen where I grabbed a few water bottles out of the fridge and then held her hand as we went upstairs, leading her into my sanctuary.
“I warned you I wasn’t gentle,” I said, setting the bottles down on the night table. She nodded. “I need to hear you say it,” I prompted, keeping myself far enough from her to stop.
“I understand,” she said, a small amount of fear in her voice.
“You will do what I ask, when I ask it of you.”
She nodded slowly, pulling her dress up again, this time up past her breasts and over her head before tossing it on the floor. Her breathing picked up as I watched her. Her nipples peaked under her bra as I walked over to her.
“What do you want, Nina?”
“Everything,” she answered honestly. I took her mouth with such intensity she had to brace herself on my arms to keep from falling. I kissed, licked, and sucked until her entire frame leaned into me for support. She needed air and I gave her none. Turning her body, I pushed her onto my bed. She