Built: A Dirty Office Romance (A Man Who Knows What He Wants #3)

by Flora Ferrari

  I flipped her over on her face. Her arms went out and to her sides as if she was under arrest. The side of her face flat against my desk.

  I reached back with my right hand and crashed it down hard on her ass. It shook and I felt my hand move in unison with the reverberation. Damn her ass was amazing.

  I whipped out my cock and slapped her ass cheek with it. She gasped.

  “Ready for my big dick inside you?”

  “Yeah,” she whimpered.

  “I’m here to claim what’s mine. Claim it with my throbbing cock.”

  “Take it. Take it, Dominic.”

  Sexier words were never spoken. I put my dick at the entrance of her pussy and reached up with my left hand and grabbed her hair. I whipped my hand in a circular motion getting a good grip on her locks.

  And then I stuffed a solid ten inches inside her with one thrust.

  I could see her eyes water and spit coming from her mouth.

  “You okay, baby?”

  “More. More. Don’t stop.”

  I pulled out as slow as possible. She screamed all the way until I reached the tip. I thrust back in again and she exhaled hard, moaning all the while. It was like she was pressing to get that last rep out at the gym. This was no gym, but the workout was definitely underway.

  “This feels too good. I need to let loose before I explode.”

  “Let loose. Give it all to me.”

  “Are you sure?”

  “Yes. Yes. Yeees!”

  I cocked my hips back and then hammered them home. As I drove forward I hit her ass so hard it rippled back and forth. Fuck, I wanted to cum so bad, but I couldn’t. I had to make this last. Not only for her, but for me.

  I grabbed her waist hard and drove my hips in rhythm. With each thrust I sent her ass rippling like a wave. I started varying my rhythm to increase my duration. Each time I changed I’d catch her ass rippling out of sequence. My thrusts so hard it would stop it dead in its tracks and send it rippling again. It was like an earthquake batting an earthquake. But there were no losers. Only winners. My thrusts causing her to lose control and her ass driving me towards a blackout.

  I pulled her hair harder and she growled. It was so feral and so hot I literally growled back, only deeper and with more force. As her head came up slightly I could see the table was covered in liquids. Sweat, spit, bodily fluids.

  The room smelled like sex served hot. And the scent was only getting stronger.

  I picked up speed on my thrusts.

  “Your pussy fits my cock like a glove. I own it and it owns me.”

  “Fuck yeah, own me, Mr. Rossi.”

  “So formal, yet so filthy. You dirty little girl.”

  “Punish me more.”

  “I’m punishing you alright. You’re not going to walk for a week.”

  “That’s exactly what I want. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. Oh fuck. I’m gonna cum.”

  “Cum, Cora. Come on my cock.”

  And just like that her walls did their best to lock my cock in place, but I was too strong. I could feel them clench like a vice grip, but I just kept going. My fingers strengthened their grip on her hips, locking her in place as she convulsed. Her eyes rolled back in her head and I heard her whimper like she was going to cry as her juices exploded over me.

  I flipped her over and pulled her back towards me. Her skin was red everywhere. Her chest. Her stomach from the desk. Her face. She looked like she was on fire, exactly how my dick felt. And that was a fire that needed put out immediately.

  I carried her to the sofa. We collapsed onto the cushions together. I reached down and pulled out the report she had brought, tossing it aside.

  I slid my dick in. I grabbed her by the waist and then I rocked all the way back. Now I was on my back and she was on top.

  “Ride me. Ride me while I watch you bounce up and down on my dick. Ride me while I see your face lose control when I cum inside you. Ride me now.”

  CHAPTER 9

  Cora

  He said it with so much authority I almost came right then and there. His voice was so sure. So deep. So dirty and commanding.

  He had held all the power. He was my boss. He told me what to do. He had already made me cum twice.

  But now the tables were turned. I was on top. I was going to show him just what I could do. How I could be in control. How I could watch him lose it. And how I was the one to do it to him.

  I started gliding my hips, grinding on top of him. Sliding my walls around his shaft.

  His breathing increased. Short staccato bursts. His head leaned back and he blew a long breath out his mouth.

  He started moving his hips in unison with mine. I could feel his power, his strength, but I couldn’t take my eyes off his. My power, my strength was submitting him. And he was enjoying every second of it.

  His total submission was too much for me to take. I could feel my third orgasm coming on and before I knew it, it was releasing all over him.

  Suddenly he rolled forward and I was on my back again. He had one leg up on the sofa and the other pushed off the side.

  I could feel myself stretching. My legs, my pussy, my emotions.

  “God, please don’t stop.”

  “I…can’t…much…”

  I rolled my chin forward just in time to see his mouth gaping open. His head shivered as he cramped his neck sideways. I felt the pressure from his grip around my waist release.

  His warm gift exploded inside me. My pussy sucking it up like it was famished. Like it never knew what real food tasted like. What his seed tasted like.

  And then he collapsed. Right on top of me. A man of that size could crush me, but it felt amazingly good. Simply perfect. Just…right.

  “Did you feel that?” he said.

  “Are you kidding me? It’s the most intense thing I’ve ever felt. It’s like I never knew how much I could even feel. What my senses were capable of.”

  He pushed himself up on his forearms. “That’s exactly what I’m talking about. You see? We were meant to do this. We were meant to find each other. And you were meant to be mine.”

  I smiled. “I’m not about to argue with that.”

  “So, it’s what you want to?”

  “Dominic.”

  A moment passed. “Yes, Cora.”

  “It’s the only thing I want.”

  CHAPTER 10

  Cora

  Cute little booth you’ve got there.”

  I looked to my side and saw the man in the booth next to me wink. I almost threw up in my mouth. “Thank you.”

  I faced back forward and saw a young woman had arrived. She was well dressed and seemed a bit shy, a bit nervous. I saw myself in her and offered a friendly smile.

  “Is this the booth for the Community Architecture Nature?”

  “It sure is. We usually just shorten it to CAN though, like ‘we can.’ That’s easier to remember.”

  “I like that. It has a nice ring to it.”

  “Were you interested in our Young Women in Architecture Initiative?”

  “Definitely!”

  Dominic had been so generous when I told him I wanted to do something that mattered. Something that affected both the builder’s lives and the community member’s lives in which we built. He funded and established an entirely new business, called CAN. We were still small, but we were growing. I just loved that we often went into the community first, even before his biggest projects. It gave us a chance to meet local residents and hear their thoughts. And to listen to their needs and work with them to build a better community. Getting everyone involved from the initial planning stages made everyone feel invested in the outcome. We didn’t even need to hire cleaners for the common areas anymore. Community member took it upon themselves to show initiative and work together. I couldn’t have been happier.

  I spoke to the girl for a few minutes and then handed her an information packet. The career fair had been a great idea. We were meeting a lot of college students who were interested in makin
g a difference.

  Dominic had insisted we establish CAN as a new business for legal and tax concerns. I teased him relentlessly because I knew the real reason. He didn’t want to lessen his tough guy image with a touchy feely community initiative. At home I was discovering more and more that he was really just a big pussy cat.

  He had melted my heart when he told me why he had gotten into architecture. He and his mother grew up without a home. They weren’t technically homeless, but it was pretty darn close. He made it his mission to not only give his mother a home one day, but to be the man who built that home for her. And when he was finished to build more.

  And that’s why he was so relentless, so ruthless. He had to be an absolutely cut-throat negotiator at all times. Most importantly to keep prices down so his residential units were affordable. Also, his commercial units needed to be affordable for the businesses that rented those spaces. The same spaces that often hired the people who were living close by in his residential units. He really did control everything. Fortunately he had the interests of good, honest, hardworking Americans leading his decision making process.

  He had never told anyone, because he didn’t find it appropriate to shine the spotlight on his beautiful motives. Just seeing these people living happily was all he needed. And he also liked to remind me that this needed to stay a secret. ‘Half of the guys I negotiate with have already lost before I even enter the room. My reputation does all the work.’ He had a good point.

  He had promised me we’d be headed to the coast soon. Once his business got going the first thing he did was take the money and retired his mother. She lived on the coast now. A proud mom who spent her days in peace, doing volunteer work.

  I was so proud and honored to be part of his life. And there was still a lot to learn and do, both professional and personally.

  I told Dominic I wanted to keep our relationship under wraps for now. He didn’t like the idea. He said he wanted everyone to know that I was his, and no one else’s. I wanted to gain some respect for my own work first. I didn’t want questions about how I got to where I was so quickly. And my work was coming along nicely. Sixty to one hundred hour work weeks were the norm. I was making a difference, and it didn’t feel much like work. It felt great.

  “Helping out the kiddos. That’s nice,” the man from the booth next to me said.

  Some guys just don’t get it. I turned to face him. “Thank you.” I turned back and straightened the flyers on our booth.

  “When you’re ready to join the big boys, you should give us a call.”

  “A woman who has a man, doesn’t waste her time with boys.” Dominic had come up from behind the booths to surprise me, but I wasn’t the only one in for a surprise.

  The man’s body language gave away his fear. “I’m very sorry, Mr. Rossi. I didn’t realize—”

  “That’s right. You didn’t. But now you do. And you won’t make that mistake ever again.”

  “No, Sir. I’m very, very, very sorry.”

  I reached out and grabbed Dominic’s hand. I couldn’t say what he was doing wasn’t making me hot as hell, but he had made his point. And now it was time for me to make mine.

  I puckered up and pointed to my lips. Dominic leaned in and kissed me hard.

  “I thought you wanted to keep our relationship under wraps?” he said quietly.

  “Not anymore. Why should I care what other people think? I only care about what we think, about each other. That’s all that matters. Better to just let everyone know.”

  “Those were the words I’ve been waiting to hear.”

  CHAPTER 11

  Dominic

  Six months later

  It was getting cold in here without you.”

  She looked down at me and winked. “I find that hard to believe.”

  “Believe it.”

  Without breaking eye contact she raised her hand up and over he shoulders, her white robe falling to the floor.

  “And now, it suddenly burning up in here.”

  “Very funny.”

  “I’m not joking. Damn girl. You and that body and yours…just one look and you have my blood boiling.”

  “Well maybe we can cool it down for a minute.”

  “Why would we want to do that?”

  She laughed lightly. She reached for the small refrigerator near to the hot tub and pulled out a bottle of champagne. She filled two flutes, handing me one.

  “Is it safe to drink that in here?” I playfully asked.

  “It’s only one, and it’s not like I’m pregnant.”

  “Yet.”

  “We’ve got time.”

  “I know.”

  “But why wait, right?” She hugged me from behind and slid over and around the edge of the tub, sitting in my lap. “Oh…look what popped up.”

  “It’s always seeming to do that whenever you’re around.”

  “Is that so?”

  “You can ask him,” I teased.

  “I plan to, in just a minute.”

  We had had an amazing day so far. A weekend getaway to the mountains had been a great idea. A perfect way to celebrate the completion of the largest architectural project of its kind in U.S. history. We spent the day skiing. Every two or three runs we’d head to the dining area at the lodge by the lifts to get a nice warm drink before heading back up. Now was the second phase of getting warm…a hot tub in our private cabin. And the third phase would be coming soon enough.

  “He’s not the only one head over heels for you. You know that right?”

  “I do.”

  “You know how much I love you.”

  “Almost as much as I love you.”

  “I don’t think that’s possible, because my love for you is infinite.” I pulled her in close.

  “Are you using math terms to describe your affection for me?” she joked.

  “Only something an architect, or mathematician, could appreciate.”

  “Cheers to that,” she said.

  We toasted and took a drink.

  “It’s true,” she said. “You even know the weird jokes that only I’d appreciate.”

  “The same ones I’d appreciate. But that’s not a joke.”

  “I know, baby. It’s real. This whole thing is so real and so right.”

  “Damn right it is,” I said. “The best thing in my life.”

  “You’re really feeling that champagne aren’t you?”

  “Hey, if I can’t tell the one person in the world who means the world to me what I think about her, than who can I tell?”

  “Awww.”

  “I’m serious. I know maybe it’s not very manly of me, but I just want you to know that.”

  “I know it. You show me every day.”

  “But I want you to hear it.”

  “I like hearing it.”

  “Good, because you’re going to be hearing it a lot in the future. Our future together.”

  Cora

  Dominic’s left hand reached down slightly out of view. It was blocked by the edge of the tub. He pulled it back up and brought it in-between us, our eyes locked.

  He motioned with his chin to look down. A flood of emotions hit me as my body filled with excitement.

  I wrapped my hands around his. His hands which held a small box. I opened the box with my index fingers. There it was. The most beautiful diamond I had ever seen. More amazing than anything I had ever seen in a magazine, let alone in real life.

  “I knew from the moment I saw you, you were the one. I’ve always felt that way, and always will. This just makes it official. This shows the whole world that you’re mine, and I am yours.”

  I couldn’t help it. Tears started streaming down my face. My hands were shaking.

  “Will you do me the honor of being my wife? Will you marry me?”

  My head fell back. I’m not even sure why. Just too many emotions. Everything was just too perfect. I whipped my body back forward, wrapping my arms around him. Hugging him with my entire body. W
rapping my entire body, mind, and soul around him.