TEN - RICH

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING here?” she asked as the door closed behind her.

“Is the boss not supposed to meet the new starters?” I asked, smiling broadly at her.

She scowled. “You never answered your phone. Why not?”

“Come in here,” I said, taking her hand and leading her into my private office. I shut the door, locking it at the same time before turning to face her. “I can explain.”

“It better be a good one. I tried to ring you three times and you never picked up. Now you stand there grinning at me and just expect me to forgive you?”

“I might have left my phone on the island.”

“Oh,” she said, looking immediately deflated. She was silent for a moment before asking, “You don’t live in the lighthouse then?”

“No, what made you think that?”

“I don’t know. I just assumed-”

“I was fixing the computer link up to Trinity House.”

“But you’re in charge of the whole organisation, why did you have to do it? Why not get one of your monkeys to do it?”

“Because the man who was supposed to is off at the minute. His wife’s sick. I had no intention of calling him back in to work when I could just as easily do it for him.”

“Oh.”

“Any other questions?”

“Did you mean it, the thing you said?”

“What thing?”

“When you said we have a connection.”

“Oh, that. Yes, I meant it.”

“You did?”

She looked surprised. I nodded, taking her hands in mine. “Are you telling me you don’t feel a connection.”

She looked like she was about to say something then she paused before muttering, “I do.”

“Good,” I replied, snaking my hands around her back. “Because me and you are going to have to work very closely together while you’re here.”

“Hang on,” she replied, grinning up at me. “I’ve just been told workplace relationships are frowned upon.”

“Then tell me not to do this,” I said, squeezing her ass.

“I didn’t say stop,” she replied when I moved my hands away again.

Leaning down, I was rewarded by her lips pressing against mine. It was just like when I saw her at the lighthouse. I couldn’t resist going further. I had no choice. She had captured me completely. I was hers.

My tongue slid into her mouth and the noises of the corridor outside faded away. All I could hear was her laboured breathing as my hands slid up her back, taking her shirt with it. She tugged at my jacket, getting the buttons undone without speaking.

Neither of us said a word and yet we completely understood each other, naturally in sync. My shirt was undone in seconds, tossed aside with my tie as she unhooked her bra, giving me chance to lean down and suck her nipples into my mouth. She let out a little sigh as I flicked over them. I was loathe to leave them alone but I needed to kiss her again so I did, this time deeper, more urgently.

Her hands were fiddling with my belt as I kissed her neck, easing my way down as she finally got the buckle undone.

My trousers fell to the floor and I knelt on them a second later, kissing her stomach, then lower, tugging at her skirt, taking it down with her tights and panties, leaving her standing there naked, looking stunning.

I stood back up, shoving my boxers down and kicking off my shoes and socks. With both of us naked, my cock strained towards her and she noticed, wrapping a cool hand around it, stroking it gently.

“We might get caught,” she said as she lowered to her knees, taking me into her mouth, sucking greedily at my length, running her tongue over the tip, bringing me to the peak of ecstasy in a few short minutes.

Just as I felt on the verge of coming, I made her stop, grabbing hold of her and almost throwing her onto the desk. She landed on her back, papers scattering off the side as I pounced on her, shoving her knees apart, licking that sweet taste of her wetness once again.

I plunged a finger into her as I teased her clit with the tip of my tongue, moving my thumb under the swell of her ass, finding her second hole and nudging just inside it, her own wetness lubricating my passage.

She groaned before shoving her hand over her mouth to stifle her cries as I teased her towards an orgasm. When I was sure she was on the edge, I stopped, ignoring her pout of frustration.

I climbed up her, pushing myself inside her as she gasped, her mouth wide. I slid all the way home and the force of the motion was enough to tip her over the edge, the muscles inside her contracting around my cock, drawing me deeper in.

Pulling back, I began to thrust, watching her expression change to one of pure lust as she reached a second and then a third climax.

As the last one faded, I lifted her up, shoving her against the wall, crushing her in place, kissing her neck, caressing every inch of her as I drove her down onto me, her legs around my back.

A minute later and I had to come. “Do it,” she said, seeing the hunger in my eyes. “Come in me.”

I slammed home again, letting out a grunt of desire as I spurted inside her. She sank against me as I panted for breath, recovering slowly from the best sex I’d ever had.

Five minutes later we stepped out of the office, the only sign of anything amiss being her slightly red cheeks and my loosened tie. She returned to join the others and I continued with the working day, my mind fixed on her. It was to be fixed on her forevermore after that encounter. I would never want another woman again. She was everything I needed and much, much more. She was the light of my life, my eternal Joy.