Not right now though, as I could clearly see her annoyance as she clicked that pen with a ferocity that I had only seen before in college.
Despite the amazing sex we had last weekend, and the moments we had at the hospital, things were a little tense between us at work. Still.
Since we still hadn’t been able to agree on which idea we were going to use in our campaign, we’d been planning our own presentations completely separate from each other.
Truthfully, it was fucking ridiculous.
We were doing twice the work, and I wanted to put a stop to this right now. I was sick of the tension between us, and I didn’t want to lose her because of this again.
Plus, we weren’t setting a very good example towards the other teams and there was no reason for this behavior other than stubbornness from both of us.
I cleared my throat and shifted my laptop away from me. “This is ridiculous.”
“What is? Reusing your prefabricated ideas?”
“No,” I muttered and glanced her. “What we’re doing is ridiculous.”
Hollie glanced up at me, her hair lightly skimming her shoulders. She had opted for a sleek and smooth hairstyle today, and I liked it, although I like it better when her hair was curled a little. Today she looked like a boss bitch who was not to be fucked with, and I had to admit, I was a little afraid of her, especially since she glared at me so menacingly. “What are you talking about?”
“I mean, here we are working on separate presentations for the same campaign, doing unnecessary work.”
“You might think it’s unnecessary,” she muttered.
“Hollie, can we please call it a day?” I asked.
“Elaborate,” she said simply.
“I want you to take the lead on this campaign,” I stated honestly. It was about time I said it to her. Her idea was really good and admittedly better than mine, so I didn’t want to lose the Lamont account because of my pride.
“I’m sorry,” she stuttered and shook her head. “I think I just had a hallucination. Did you just say that you want me to take the lead?”
“Yes.”
“Why?” she asked with narrowed eyes.
“Because you deserve to take the lead. Your idea is better than mine, and I don’t want to lose this account because I insisted on using my stupid idea,” I admitted.
Her expression softened and she shook her head. “Chris, your idea isn’t stupid, it’s just not suited for this account. It’s a great concept, and it works, but it’s not right for this account.”
“I know. That’s why I want to use your idea. You can even get all the credit for it,” I told her.
She turned her chair towards me and pursed her lips for a moment. “Why are you doing this? Why now?”
“Because I don’t want things to end up the way it did in college,” I answered. “I’m sorry for how I treated you in college. I was a stupid kid who let my pride get the best of me, and I’m sorry for discarding your ideas as stupid and outrageous. You’re a creative and logical thinker, something that not a lot of people can do, and you deserve to get the recognition for it.”
“Chris,” she sighed and placed her hand against her chest, her blue eyes practically glowing in the lit conference room.
All the offices around us were empty and dark, and we were the only ones at the office.
“I don’t even know what to say.”
“A thank you would be nice,” I shrugged, “but then again, I am the one who has to say thank you to you.”
“Thank you,” she said sincerely. “And I want to say that I am sorry too. For what I did in college. I shouldn’t have gone behind your back, and it was because of my controlling and selfish behavior that we got fired, and that we broke up. I just didn’t want to admit that I had made a mistake, possibly the biggest mistake of my life.”
“We both made mistakes, Hollie, but it doesn’t mean that we should make the same mistakes again.”
Hollie nodded and stared at me for a few seconds. Her gaze was intense, and it caused a shift in my pants. She slowly stood from her chair and walked to the glass window which partitioned the conference room from the hallway and the other offices. She reached for the cord of the wooden blinds and lowered it down, making it impossible for anyone outside to see us. She locked the door and slowly approached me.
“Hollie?”
“You told me that I was allowed to take the lead,” she whispered, her voice sultry, causing my skin to tingle.
“Whatever you want, boss,” I gave in.
She smiled slightly before she pressed her lips against mine and kissed me, her hands resting on my thighs. Her tongue danced with mine, and she moaned softly against my lips. Much to my surprise, she pulled away from me, wanting more, and slid down on to the ground, between my feet. She slowly undid my pants and I glanced around me, but the blinds had been closed and she locked the door, so there was no possible way that anyone could see us. Everyone had gone home anyway.
I glanced down at her, as I lifted my ass a little and she slid my pants and my underwear down. My erection was already on the way to the sky when she moved closer and kissed the tip of the head. I let out a breath and watched her for a few seconds. She slowly licked my dick before sliding it into her mouth, and I threw my head back against the backrest of the chair.
I placed my hands on the armrests and breathed slowly and deeply. Her tongue moved inside her mouth, playing with my dick as she sucked on it. It slid out of her mouth and she glanced up at me.
“You like that?” she asked in a low voice.
“You know I do,” I answered hoarsely.
A smile formed on her lips as she continued to suck my dick, in and out of her mouth. Her tempo increased and before I knew it, I was on the verge of exploding.
I touched her shoulders, gently urging her away and she looked at me with a frown.
“Are you already tapping out?” she asked with a raised eyebrow.
“It’s only fair that I get to do that with you as well,” I answered. “Stand up.”
She nodded and slowly rose to her feet. I stood as well, placed my hands on her waist and lifted her up off the floor. She clung onto me and wrapped her legs around me. Of course, this caused her skirt to lift up as well, but neither one of us cared.
I placed her down on the conference room table and kissed her hard. My fingers unbuttoned her blouse and slid it over her shoulders, revealing those fantastic tits of hers in a light pink bra. I gently pushed her down, and as she lifted her ass, I slid her panties down, discarding them on the ground.
I knelt down in front of the table, grabbed her legs and shifted her closer to me. She opened her legs for me, and as I glanced up at her, she bit her bottom lip in anticipation. I kissed her inner thigh and could already smell her desire. My tongue traced invisible lines all the way to her pussy and she moaned softly. I placed my lips over the soft flesh and sucked gently on her pussy. Her breathing immediately became ragged and she threw her head back. It definitely helped that I hadn’t shaved in a few days.
I opened my mouth, pressing my tongue inside as I continued to suck her. I ran my index and middle finger along the top of her slit, finding her clit easily.
“Oh, holy shit…”
Her panting grew louder as I stroked her clit, faster and faster, with just the right amount of pressure. In a rather smooth move, and without missing a single beat, I switched my mouth and my hand’s position. I sucked on her clit as my fingers dived deeply into her pussy, and she moaned loudly.
“Oh, god. Please don’t stop,” she begged.
I smiled as her clit was still in my mouth and I sucked on it again. Her hips moved frantically and as I glanced up at her, her hands had slid under her bra, grabbing her own tits out of pleasure. The sight of her caused me to stare at her for a moment longer and cocked my head to the side.
“What?” she panted.
“I am going to fuck you so hard, you’re going to be limping the whole day tomorro
w,” I answered.
“Promise?” she whispered with a cocky smile.
16
Hollie
Wednesday
I probably shouldn’t have been so coy and challenged Chris to do his worst – in a manner of speaking – to me, but judging by the glimmer in his eyes, he had already accepted the challenge.
He rose to his feet slowly, like a phoenix rising from the ashes and took my hands in his. He helped me to slide off the conference room table and kissed me hard on the mouth. He pulled away from me, placed his hand on my shoulder and quickly spun me around so that my back was to him. He undid my bra and it fell to the floor and slid my skirt down my ass. I was about to kick off my high heels, but he whispered in my ear, “Keep them on.”
A smile formed on my lips and I nodded obediently. He slid his hands over my breasts and grabbed them, not so much forceful as it was desperate.
Hungry, just like I was for him.
His lips kissed my neck, forcing my head to the side and I was overcome with desire for him. My vision started to blur as everything around me started to fade away, as there was nothing else that mattered, or was as important as having Chris here with me, ready to fuck me until I couldn’t walk properly.
His lips moved away from my skin, and I felt his hand on my back, urging me to lower my torso down onto the table. The wood of the table was cold against my scorching hot skin and it made me gasp softly. Chris ran his hand down my spine, sending goosebumps along with it, and it came to rest on the small of my back. Applying pressure, he forced my hips to tilt back, giving him access to everything he wanted at that moment. His hard cock slid inside me so quickly I didn’t even have time to prepare myself, but in all fairness, I had been prepared for this ever since I saw him again in this very conference room. I flattened my arms against the tabletop as Chris rammed himself inside me – deeper and harder. Desperate moans escaped from my throat as my cheek pressed against the table.
Chris’s hands gripped my hips, holding me in place, which made this even hotter than I thought it would be. I wasn’t able to move at all, but I didn’t want to.
His hands traveled down to my ass and gripped it tightly.
“Oh my god,” I panted biting my lower lip.
His dick slid out of me and he pulled me up from the table, spinning me around again. His lips were on mine again, and I tasted myself on his tongue. His hands grabbed my breasts, pushing me to lay back down on the table. His mouth left mine, and sucked my nipples, one after the other, and made me moan loudly.
I wasn't sure whether it was the combination of getting fucked at work, or his ability to make me feel things I never thought I would again, but I loved every moment of it.
Chris straightened himself up and grabbed my ankles, lifting my legs up. His cock then slid inside me again, and he groaned in a sexy and low tone. His thrusts were powerful and hard, growing faster and faster, and before I could even stop it, a powerful orgasm ripped through me, but he didn’t stop.
Frankly, I didn’t want him to.
His fingers found my clit and rubbed it hard as he continued to fuck me on the conference room table. The sensations of desire I felt had never been so strong, and I loudly called out his name.
“Oh my god. Don’t stop,” I gasped, desperately, knowing that he wouldn’t.
He had made a promise and he was sure as hell not going to go back on his word.
His thrusts grew even faster and harder, still rubbing my clit and my back arched.
“You like that,” he asked.
“Oh, yeah,” I panted.
His fingers slid away from my clit and pressed my legs against his chest, ramming even harder inside me. My pussy had never been pounded this hard before, and in my opinion, it was about time it had.
My pussy tightened around his rock-hard cock and my back arched again. “Don’t stop,” I panted again.
After releasing my legs, I lowered them, pressing my feet against the edge of the table. His last few thrusts were hard and ferocious, and my orgasm crashed over me so hard that I thought I was going to pass out, vomit and explode at the same time. All the muscles in my body contracted as he groaned loudly. His own orgasm made his muscles ripple, and he slid his cock out from inside me, his sticky cum squirting all over my stomach.
I watched him for a few seconds as his hands quivered and I bit my bottom lip.
We didn’t say a single word for about a minute, just embracing the abundance of pleasure we had just experienced.
He grabbed my panties and wiped his cum off my stomach and crumpled it up. His breathing was ragged – so was mine – and he stepped away from me.
The conference room was a mess, our clothes scattered everywhere, and even a few files had fallen to the ground, papers of our separate presentation mixed together. It would be a nightmare to sort through all the papers, separating the two campaigns.
I slid my skirt up and reached for my blouse, while Chris pulled on his pants. His expression was intriguing, and I desperately wanted to know what he was thinking at that moment
I buttoned my blouse and glanced at him as he retrieved his shirt from the floor, and I couldn’t help but smile at him.
“What?” he asked, aware of my eyes on him.
“Nothing,”
“No, there’s clearly something on your mind.”
Chris knew me too well, even after all this time. He was a very perceptive person, even back then, and of course, he knew that there was something on my mind. He had to have the same thing on his mind as I did.
Right?
“I was just thinking about how natural all this feels. Don’t you think?” I asked. “Especially after eight years. It feels as though we’re still in college, we’re still in tune with what we want sexually.”
“Well, I remember what you like, and you remember what I like.”
“You said that in the present tense.”
“I know,” he answered. “It’s pretty obvious that we’re not going to be able to keep our hands off each other or ignore the attraction we clearly still have for each other. And truthfully, I don’t really want to ignore it.”
I raised my eyebrows and stared at him wordlessly.
“Don’t look so shocked.”
“I’m not,” I admitted with a shrug. “I was just not expecting those words to come out of your mouth. I thought you hated me.”
“Like I said, I had mistaken hate for anger.”
“So you didn’t hate me,” I said quietly, clasping my hands together.
“No.”
I let out a breath of relief and lowered my hands. “I never hated you either.”
“I know.”
“So where does that leave us?” I asked.
“I know we’ve had our problems in the past, but they were in the past. Right?” he asked, and I nodded. “So, we’re both older and wiser now, and we know better.”
“Right,” I agreed and narrowed my eyes at him.
It was strange to hear Chris talking with so much emotion on his face. Frankly, I had never thought that I would ever see it happen. He had always been such a logical person who used to do everything by the book, but now he was coloring outside the lines.
I loved it.
“We can surely work past our personal issues like we resolved our professional issues.”
“I am sure we can. As you said, we’re responsible adults now, who have had a taste of the world and know what to expect.”
“Exactly.”
I cocked my head and glanced at him. “There’s only one thing, though.”
“And that is?” he asked.
“This is a big step for us both, and as much I want this – you and me – it’s not just the two of us anymore,” I pointed out. “Our kids are involved now too. So it’s going to be all or nothing. You know this, and I know this. I don’t want to disrupt Hunter, or Amelia, any more than they are already.”
“I understand what you’re saying, and I couldn’t agree mor
e,” Chris nodded in agreement. “We’ve all been through a lot and we deserve a bit of happiness in our lives.”
“We do,” I said and ran my fingers through my hair.
“At least Amelia and Hunter already like each other. It would have been a bit more difficult if they didn’t,” Chris pointed out. “I also don’t see that changing any time soon.”
“Maybe when they’re teenagers.”
“That’s a bit presumptuous,” I chuckled.
“You know me, the eternal optimist,” he chuckled in return and held out his arms towards me.
I approached him and fell into his embrace, his arms wrapping around me. “I think it’s a good idea, and I want this. I really, really want this.”
“So you still like me?” he asked and cocked his head, batting his lashes at me in a silly manner.
“Don’t give me that look,” I chuckled.
We stood in the quiet conference room, holding onto one another and I closed my eyes for a while, drinking in the moment with Chris, and how I hoped things were different. As he said, we were older and wiser now, and we both admitted that we made mistakes in the past. Obviously, we had learned from those mistakes and now we can only look forward, together.
“I have an idea,” Chris whispered in my ear and I glanced at him.
“I thought I was in charge of the campaign now,” I joked.
“No, it’s not about work, at all,” he answered.
“Okay, let’s hear it.”
“Let’s go away for the weekend,” he said, his eyes sparkling, swirling like hot cocoa on a cold winter’s day.
“I can’t leave Hunter-”
“I didn’t say it would be just us two,” Chris explained. “I want the four of us to go away for the weekend. To get away from all the stress we’ve been under and just relax. That way we can make sure that we all get along.”
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