CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
Emma
I wanna scream at the top of my lungs. I wanna ball my eyes out. I wanna laugh like a maniac. Every possible emotion that a woman can have is whipping through me like a hurricane. Chad Taylor - Chad-Fucking-Taylor - went two months without getting laid because of me. If that doesn't say something, I don't know what would. I honestly can't think of a grander gesture coming from Chad. If he can go sixty days without having sex to show that he cares about me, I can open myself up to him and give him a chance.
Right now, I'm really opened up. I'm laying on my desk getting drilled by my handsome fitness hero. My mind is racing, thinking about everything, but I do my best to silence it and stay in the moment. I've been fantasizing about getting fucked by Chad in my office for months and now it's finally happening. Our eyes are locked together and, for a moment, it almost feels as if we're one. I'm loving every second of this.
Chad pulls out and drags me off the desk. He effortlessly spins me around and bends me over it. I love it when he takes control like this. He's a man who isn't afraid to just take what he wants and I love that about him. I can't wait to explore more dominant and submissive things with him in the future. Right now, though, we don't have time for that. We're simply fucking.
“Fuuuck,” Chad moans as he slides his cock back inside me.
“Mmmmmm,” I moan.
He starts plowing me from behind, fast and hard. It feels amazing. I'm getting that tingling feeling all throughout my body. I've felt it with other guys in the past, but not like I feel it with Chad. He sets my body on fire and it's unlike anything I've ever experienced with anyone else. Chad grabs my ass and fucks me faster and faster. I turn my head and see my empty office chair. Thinking about all the times I sat in that chair and fantasized about getting fucked by Chad in it, I have to make it a reality.
“I want you to sit in my chair and let me ride you,” I say.
He pulls me up off the desk and carries me over to my chair. The entire time, his perfect cock is lodged inside my pussy. Chad sits down and I immediately start riding his cock. It doesn't take long before that wonderfully warm and familiar feeling washes over me. My body's getting hot and tense – I know what that means. I think about all the times I've sat at this desk with Chad on my mind. Over the past two months, I've fantasized about him showing up at my office and tearing off my clothes. Now that it's actually happening, I'm overwhelmed with emotion.
“That feels so fucking good,” Chad says. “Keep bouncing up and down on my cock.”
I love it when Chad orders me around when we're naked, but this time it's not necessary. I have every intention of continuing what I'm doing until it sends me over the edge. And I know it won't be long. Fulfilling this fantasy is such a turn on. My whole body's on fire right now.
“Yesss,” I moan.
“There you go, baby! Ride that cock. It's yours. Take it.”
Chad's deep voice is the straw that broke the camel's back. Or in this case, the thing that sends me into a wild orgasm. I close my eyes and take Chad's cock deep into my pussy. My whole body shakes and I feel like I've died and gone to heaven. I wanna scream, but all I can do is let out a single, drawn-out syllable.
“Aaaaaaaaaahhhhhhh,” I moan.
I grind on Chad's cock, making this moment last as long as I possibly can. All my tension washes away and I feel incredibly relaxed. I’m on top of the world.
“Now it's my turn,” Chad says.
He stands up and bends me over my desk. Chad starts drilling me from behind, hard and fast. He grabs my hips and pumps my pussy faster and faster.
“Oh my god, you feel so fucking good! I'm gonna...”
Before he can finish his sentence, Chad pulls out and I feel his warm cum shower my ass. Blast after blast covers my back and butt. I don't think I've ever seen that much cum come out of a guy before. Chad unleashes a series of manly moans and grunts as he unloads his seed. Finally, it comes to an end and he spins me around, giving me a kiss.
“That was fucking awesome,” he says.
“Yeah, it was. You just fulfilled one of my biggest fantasies.”
“You are my biggest fantasy, Emma.”
My heart melts. Chad's got me under his spell and for the first time, I'm okay with it. I want to let him in now. I want him to get to know me on a deep, personal level. I'm ready. It took a while for me to accept that he's not the same asshole that he was in high school. Or, maybe I was wrong about him all along. Nah, he was a real jerk. He still kinda is. But Chad makes me feel like the sexiest, most important woman on the planet and I love it.
“Do you have plans after work?” Chad asks as we're putting our clothes back on.
“Not really, no. I was just gonna go home and relax.”
“Let me take you out to dinner. We'll go back to Gustoso Italiano. You can explore more of their amazing menu.”
“Sounds good. I'm looking forward to it. But I gotta get back to work. And so do you.”
Chad walks up to me and pulls me into him. Every time he does that, it drives me wild. We kiss for a minute and he leaves my office. I sit down at my desk and try to type out my notes for Megan but all I can think about is the office sex me and Chad just had. I can't believe my fantasy turned into reality.
The rest of the day goes by smoothly. I go home for a couple hours while Chad's still at work. Claire and I talk about everything and she's thrilled to hear about our reconnection. I get dressed and order an Uber to Gustoso Italiano. Much to my surprise, Chad's already there when I arrive.
“Look who's late!” he says, greeting me outside with a kiss on the cheek.
I look at my phone and reply, “I'm not late! I'm two minutes early.”
“Well, later than me. I'm starving. Let's eat!”
We go in and have a seat. Chad must've called ahead because they have a beautiful table set up for us in the corner. He looks amazing, as always. But there's something a little off about Chad tonight. I can't quite put my finger on it, but he seems a little different than usual. It's not a bad thing. He just seems, I don't know, like there's something on his mind. We chat for a while as we wait for our food. I order the pasta primavera and Chad gets some sort of protein-packed chicken dish. As always, I get lost in his eyes and in the cadence of his voice.
Our food arrives and we start eating. The conversation cools down a bit while we're chowing down. Both of us are really hungry. After we finish our food – which was absolutely delicious – Chad and I start talking some more. He tells me about his trip, which was just as interesting as I'd imagined it to be. Then, Chad asks me how my book's coming along.
With a big smile on my face, I say, “It's done.”
Chad's face lights up and he slams his fists on the table, causing a few people to look over at us.
“Get the fuck outta here!” he yells, drawing even more eyes. “You finished writing it? Emma, that's terrific!”
“Thank you! I worked on it every single day for two months straight. But now I can proudly say it's done. The only problem is, I don't know where to go from here.”
“I do,” Chad says and smiles.
“Well?”
“I can't tell you how happy I am to hear that you finished it, because I met someone in L.A. while I was away: a publisher that specializes in books like yours. Self help books written by people who have actually lived the transformations they prescribe.”
“Really?”
“Yup. It gets better. I told her about your book and she said that she's very interested. She wants you to send her a finished copy of your manuscript.”
I don't know what to say. This guy keeps blowing my mind, over and over again. Ever since I finished writing the book, I've been stressing about how to go about getting it published. I don't know the first thing about the publishing world. I'm so excited that I wanna jump over the table and give Chad the best blowjob of his life. He'll have to wait until later for that, though.
“I... I don't even know what to say, Chad.”
“Say 'thank you.' And say you'll send her a copy of your manuscript.”
“Of course I will. And thank you! Thank you so much!”
“You're very welcome, Emma.”
I smile at Chad, but he doesn't smile back. He just sits there with a blank look on his face. I thought something was wrong earlier but now I know something's wrong.
“What is it?”
“Emma...”
“Yes?”
“I'm leaving Fit World.”