Chapter 11

Ellison

Wiping the makeup off her cheeks with my thumbs, while I studied her gaze. This powerful woman—with the spunk I adored, the knowledge I needed, and the tenacity that reminded me of myself—had dropped to her knees and choked herself on my cock just to bring me pleasure. No other woman had been so willing to please me with so little in return, and I looked at her in a new light before I slipped my other hand into hers.

Pulling her over to the couch, I pushed her down onto it, then slid between her legs and plunged into the depths of her pussy.

I couldn’t get enough of her body, even as she jumped with every thrust. Our bodies were still half-covered, yet it felt like we were baring our lives to one another in ways that had never happened before. I looked down and watched her thick pussy lips gobble my cock down into her body. As I slid out and saw her juices covering my cock, the slick silk dripping off my skin, I recognized a daunting reality.

In that moment, I realized I wanted to stay inside of her forever.

Grabbing her hips, I raised them to me while my knees were planted firmly into the couch. Her body bucked and her legs clenched around me, and her pussy massaged my cock in just the right ways. Her face was flushed with a beautiful tint of red that matched her beaten pussy folds, and the words that dripped from her mouth were nothing short of lustful.

“Holy fuck, L. Shit, your dick is wonderful. It fills me so—so good.”

I released her legs and dropped down, catching those dirty lips between mine. Her mouth tasted like my cock while her juices flooded my balls, and all I could do was ram my body into hers. I could feel her walls expanding around me, filling themselves with their want before I threw her body over the edge. I wanted her to quake around me. I wanted her body to be so wracked with pleasure that she couldn’t speak.

And when I watched her jaw unhinge in silent delight while her pussy milked my dick, I knew that’s exactly what I had accomplished.

“That’s it, Charlie. Cum for me. Cum all over my cock.”

I kept slowly thrusting into her, riding her through her orgasm while she gasped for air. I nipped at her neck and chest while her hands clawed at the suit coat on my back, feeling her skin dent to my every bite while her body shook underneath me.

And that’s when it hit me.

I didn’t know if I could give up the interoffice romance I’d started.

I watched her as she panted for air in her vulnerable state. I pressed light kisses all along her cheeks and lips, feeling her smile into me whenever my mouth would tickle her skin. I grabbed a blanket off the back of her couch and held her close to me while I covered our bodies, and I couldn’t help but hold her close while the alcohol slowly wore off.

My intoxicated haze might be lifting, but I was still intoxicated by her. Every scent that fluttered around my head kept me hooked to her. Her perfume, her cum, the smell of our sex, the sweat in the air— all of it combined to create a residual high I was riding while her fierce green eyes softened every time she flickered them my way.

“Ah, so you’re staying this time,” she said.

I felt a pang of guilt hit me straight in the chest and I knew I was about to make the biggest mistake of my career. Leaving her that night in Helsinki was a bullshit move, but the one I was about to make could potentially devastate my image along with the company I’d worked so hard to build.

“I don’t want to stop seeing you, Charlie,” I said.

“My pussy just that good, L?” she asked, smirking. “Because at the bar, you seemed pretty dead set on it.”

“So did you,” I said.

“I was just trying to get the upper hand. I’m never the one that’s dumped.”

“And I believe it. But, I can’t,” I said.

“Can’t what?”

“Stop seeing you, Charlie.”

“You’re the one that makes the rules, L. Are you sure that’s territory you wanna trek into? I mean, you’ve fucking fired people over this exact issue. You’d be opening yourself up to media criticism as well as wrongful termination lawsuits,” she said.

“I know.”

“And that’s a road you’re willing to travel for some affair with me?”

“Yes,” I said.

“So, we’re like some sordid, disgusting, secret affair between the billionaire boss and some lowly management bitch?” she asked.

“Sounds so forbidden when you put it that way,” I said, smirking. “But, you’re the farthest thing from a bitch.”

“I could get closer to the definition if you wanted me to.”

“No, thanks. I enjoy you just the way you are,” I said.

“Oh, and he’s a romantic. How sweet,” she said, mockingly.

“I’m serious, Charlie,” I said. “I don’t want to stop this, and even if I did, I don’t know if I could. I keep telling myself it’s just a one-time thing, but—”

“Then I walk into your office to hand you a stack of files and that just trips your trigger?” she asked.

“You trip my trigger,” I said.

“I mean, I guess a secret, salacious affair would give us a chance to explore this, uh, sexual chemistry we seem to have going on.”

“It would,” I said.

“And then, once we get it out of our system, we just go our separate ways?” she asked.

“Exactly. No harm, no foul. Just playing around for a time. But don’t expect favoritism in the office. That shit won’t fly,” I said.

“Just like interoffice romances don’t fly?” she asked, grinning.

I knew it was a bad idea even as the words were flying from my mouth. I didn’t know this woman, she just had a body that was hot as hell. Her tits were to die for and she had all the makings of a furious businesswoman who knew how to seal the deal. What in fuck’s sake made me think she’d keep her mouth shut on this?

Well, if I kept stuffing it with my cock she wouldn’t be able to say a damn thing.

“I’m serious,” I said.

“I know, I know. And if I thought you were giving me favoritism after how hard I’ve worked to get where I am, I’d dick punch you when no one was looking,” she said.

“I know. It’s hard riding my cock. Wears people out after a while.”

She pushed me playfully and the giggle that fell from her lips was nothing but music to my ears. Every single time I thought I was doing something I shouldn’t be, she would do something that hooked me right back in. She’d walk into my office with that sway in her hips or she’d wear something that showed off those amazing tits. She’d smile in just the right way or giggle so hard her nose would crinkle. She’s show off her intelligence or bust out her witty banter, and all of a sudden those rational thoughts would just trickle right down to my dick.

And even though everything in my rational mind was screaming at me to stop, the question still flew from my face.

“So, a secret affair?” I asked.