by Ella Brooke
I drummed my fingers on the desk, staring at the desk calendar. The word “Investors” was written in red on today’s date and circled in red. Doug had already spoken to them, I realized.
“A beta program,” I said, repeating her words.
“So that the investors can use the technology and see how it works for themselves. If they like it, I can’t see why they won’t invest.”
The idea was great. I couldn’t believe I hadn’t thought about it sooner. Or at all.
“And while they wait for the beta program, which is the only thing you’ll tell them about as a teaser for the big reveal,” Elena carried on, “you can work on the marketing. So, tell them it’s a surprise, but they have something to look forward to.”
I leaned back in my chair. “God, you’re spectacular, woman,” I said.
Elena blushed, and she looked down at her hands in her lap. I wanted to go around the table and kiss her. I wanted to drag her onto my lap and do all sorts of nasty things to her.
“Set up the meeting as soon as possible, like they asked. The sooner the better, so it looks like you had this ready all along.”
I nodded and thanked her. I picked up the phone immediately and arranged the meeting for late afternoon. The investors were happy to come.
“Will you sit in on the meeting?” I asked Elena when I passed her desk to the boardroom. She agreed.
When all the investors were in the boardroom, I cleared my throat.
“Gentlemen, thank you for meeting me on such short notice. I know you’re all eager to find out what I’ve been planning but I’m afraid you’re going to have to wait a little longer.”
An unhappy murmur rippled through the room.
“Our developers are working on a beta product for you. I want each of you to have one, to see how it works and what the public will be experiencing and delighted with once it’s released.”
They looked happier this time.
“And the marketing?” one of them asked.
“When I give it to you, I’ll give you a demonstration of the marketing strategy as well.”
I glanced at Elena. She smiled at me, nodding slightly. Encouragement. I was doing well, and the investors looked happier than when we had started.
“How long will you need?” someone asked.
I had to think fast.
“It’s hard to say. Elena?” I felt bad about throwing it at her, but they knew she was my secretary.
“I have been told no more than two weeks,” Elena replied smoothly, looking at her notes as if she had written down a date.
“Will that work for you, gentlemen?” I asked.
The investors looked at each other, nodding. It had worked. I shot a grateful glance at Elena who had thought on her feet. She had bought me two full weeks.
The meeting ended and westood up to leave.
“We look forward to what you have in store for us, Noah,” one of the investors said, shaking my hand.
“I’m excited to showcase it,” I offered, smiling broadly. I shook hands with each of them before they filtered out of the room and again I was left alone with Elena.
“Thank you for that,” I said. “I’m sorry I threw it on you.”
Elena shook her head. “I’d already worked it out and written it down, in case they asked.”
I couldn’t believe it. She was amazing. I had to bump her up in my company, she could do wonders for SI.
“Two weeks should be more than enough to get everything ready.”
I nodded. “More than enough,” I confirmed. I cleared my throat. “Will you stay a little later tonight?”
Elena blinked large green eyes at me. God, I wanted her. It washed over me every now and then when I least expected.
“I would like to discuss what you had in mind for the beta run and brainstorm marketing ideas,” I added. I was serious about it, it wasn’t a ploy to get her into my office alone.
Elena nodded. “I have nowhere else I need to be,” she said.
I smiled and opened the door, holding it for her so that she could leave the boardroom first. I couldn’t resist as I sneaked a peek at her sweet ass.
Chapter Twelve
Elena
Being alone with Noah was never a good idea, but I hadn’t wanted to turn down the opportunity to spend time alone with him. We both knew it wasn’t only to discuss work. We had slept together before, and we were undeniably attracted to each other. He must have known there would be tension when he asked me to stay late, as I knew there would be when I’d accepted.
I walked into the office after everyone else had left. Noah was bent over his desk, pouring over papers, and I had a moment to stare with abandon. His dark hair was tousled like he’d spent time pushing his hands into it, and he frowned slightly. God, he was so attractive, a god sitting on his throne, ruling his empire. And he wanted me right up there with him.
Or at least, that was how I liked to think about it. I was only the secretary so I was hardly a goddess that would reign with him, but a girl could dream.
Noah looked up at me, and his frown disappeared. “Elena,” he said, and his voice held warmth.
“You asked to see me,” I said.
Noah nodded. “You can close the door.”
I shivered. It didn’t mean anything, I told myself. It was all business. But when I turned, his eyes slid up my body like they’d been on my ass, and they seemed darker than usual. When his eyes met mine, my stomach did a little flip.
I ran my hand up and down my other arm, walking to the chair opposite Noah and sitting down.
“Let me take care of this,” Noah said, typing something on his laptop. When he closed it with a little nod as if he’d mentally ticked it off, hestood up and walked around the desk to the chair next to mine, closing the distance between us.
“I’m all yours,” he said. The words were weighted, hanging in the air between us, and he swallowed as if he wasn’t sure his words had been appropriate. He hadn’t quite thought them through.
“The meeting with the investors went well,” I said.
Noah nodded. “I am so grateful for your help. I just received an email from them confirming the date for the reveal so we’re on, and they’re happy.”
I smiled. “I’m glad. It’s always a gamble to try something new.”
“It is,” Noah said. “And it means a lot to the company.” Noah leaned forward a little, elbows on his knees. He interlaced his fingers and looked right at me, his eyes so dark and deep I could drown in them. I licked my lips and swallowed.
“Tell me about your plan,” Noah said again when I hadn’t said anything.
I was struggling to concentrate. Noah was so close to me, his body language positive. It made it hard for me to think about anything other than his body on mine, his naked skin pressed flush along the line of my body, his throbbing dick between my legs. I raised my hand to my throat and ran my fingers down it.
“I have a plan,” I said. Right. “I was thinking about it since the last investor meeting. That was where I had the idea of the beta product.”
“It’s a great idea. I spoke to Gerald already, and he’s happy to make it happen for the investors in two weeks’ time. He agrees it’s a great idea.”
I nodded. “Well, while you were on leave for Lillian I spoke to Doug and he mentioned the product and software prices you’re offering your customers.”
Noah’s face fell. “Everyone tells me I have to push up my prices. They say I’m working at a loss because I don’t have market competitive prices. But I have the biggest client base because of it.”
I understood where he was coming from, up to a point. It was good to keep customers happy and interested but not when it meant you had to work at a loss.
“He explained it a to me a little. And I think I know where you’re coming from.”
Noah looked surprised. “You do?” Maybe he’d thought I would disagree with him as well, tell him that he was being ridiculous.
“W
hat you need is to make your money in a way that the customers won’t dislike. Something they’ll agree with.”
“I don’t see how they would agree to pay more money.”
I nodded. “That’s where my plan comes in. What if you release the new product as a subscription service? It will allow you to release certain features at lower prices and others only when they pay more for it, knowing they get enhanced IT support. Subscriptions are all the rage now, and I know if I have a choice to pay more or pay less, I prefer that. I might even pay more because I’m happy with the product. You’ll never be forcing them to pay more.”
Noah turned his head toward the window, thinking about it. The sun was starting to set, sinking toward a horizon that was supposedly endless.
“Elena,” Noah said, looking at me again. “That’s the best idea I’ve ever heard of for my products.”
I grinned like an idiot. I couldn’t help it.
“Tomorrow first thing, I’m going down to IT to get them to implement it, and then we’ll talk to marketing. With the new approach, it will give Doug and his team something serious to work with.”
Noah grabbed my hand on my lap and squeezed it.
“Thank you,” he said.
It put his face closer to mine than he had been until now, and my breath hitched in my throat. I swallowed hard. Noah’s eyes slid down to my lips, and I knew I was in trouble. I couldn’t say no to him. I didn’t want to.
Noah rubbed his thumb back and forth on my hand he was still holding but it was as if he had found my on-button. I was suddenly aware of my own heartbeat, my blood rushing in my ears. I swallowed again. Noah leaned toward me, his lips brushing against mine, and it was all it took for my inhibitions to come crashing down. I had walked into the office thinking I would be able to hold back.
I had been so very wrong.
I wrapped my arms around his neck. He snaked his arms around my waist, pulling me closer to him. With us both seated, there was still space between us and neither of us wanted it. I wanted to be plastered against his body. Noah must have wanted the same. He slid off the chair so he was on his knees in front of me, spreading my legs to get closer, and he pulled himself tightly against me.
His hand slid around my waist and onto my breast, his face tipped up to keep kissing me. I ran my hands through his hair, touching his face, running my hands down his neck and into his shirt on his back. I curled my fingers, lightly dragging my nails over his skin, and he groaned into my mouth.
“God, Elena. I can’t resist you.”
The feeling was mutual. Noah pulled me off the chair so my body was flush against his, and we were kneeling together on the floor between the desk and chairs. The carpet was soft under my knees, but even if it were concrete, I doubt I would have cared.
I gasped as Noah worked his way into my neck, kissing and licking. His fingers fumbled with my buttons, undoing my blouse as he went along. My breathing was ragged and shallow, and when he exposed my bra, he pulled down the cups so that my breasts spilled out.
Noah stared at me, touching me, groping me as if he hadn’t seen my breasts before. He took one of my hard nipples into his mouth and sucked on it, lightly grazing me with his teeth.
“Stand up,” I mumbled.
“What?” Noah asked, pausing.
I swallowed and spoke again. “Stand up.”
Noah only hesitated for a moment before doing as I asked. I stayed on my knees, and when he stood before me, his hard cock strained against the material of his pants. I unbuttoned and unzipped him, pulling down his pants to his ankles, taking the jocks with it. His cock sprung out hard and eager, and I wrapped my fingers around the base. His balls were heavy, the bulbous tip of his dick staring at me, already slick with desire. When I closed my lips around the head, Noah hissed through his teeth and followed it with a groan. I sucked him into my mouth as far as I could go without pushing him down my throat and started pumping my head back and forth, fucking him with my mouth.
When I glanced up at Noah, his eyes were closed, head tipped back a little and his breathing was erratic. I bobbed my head, sucking him off. With my free hand, I cupped his balls, massaging them as I sucked his throbbing dick.
Noah shivered and pulled back after a while, his hand on my cheek.
“I’m not going to last if you keep doing that. God, you feel like I’m already fucking you.”
I blushed. Noah never swore around me, but this was an exception. Regular words didn’t cut it. Noah took my hand and pulled me up. He undressed me without ceremony, getting rid of my clothes. He dropped them on the floor, and as soon as I was naked, he took off his clothes, too. We stood in the office, facing each other. I shivered, goosebumps racing over my body. We were completely naked together where we hadn’t been before, and it was so much more intense, intimate. Noah pulled me toward him and spun us around together so that I was facing his desk, my back to him. With one hand on my hip and one hand on my back, he bent me over so that I leaned forward over the desk. I was dripping wet after sucking him off – giving him pleasure that it had satisfied me as much as it had done for him – and I didn’t need any more foreplay.
Maybe it had to do with the fact that I was so attracted to Noah that Ibecame wet thinking about him.
With my ass pointed at Noah, my legs wide and my pussy wet for him, Noah slipped his hand into my slit flicking his fingers over my clit.
“You’re so wet,” he said with a moan.
I nodded and gasped when he pushed two fingers into me before replacing his hand with his dick. He positioned himself at my entrance and thrust into me. I moaned when he slid in all the way to the hilt. Noah pulled out and started pumping into me, my body rocking back and forth with his fucking. My breasts swung back and forth, and I felt his balls against my pussy with every thrust.
The first orgasm washed over me in almost no time at all, and I cried out, tipped my head back, my body closing around Noah’s cock. He dug his fingers into my hips and hammered into me faster rather than slowing down. It stretched out my orgasm, keeping me there.
He pulled out after a while, and I gasped, feeling his absence. My legs felt like jelly. Noah sat down on the chair I had been in, and I turned around, getting onto his lap. The chair had no armrests, and it was perfect. I straddled him, lowering myself onto his cock.
Noah hugged my body to him, his arms around my back. I rocked my hips, riding him. Noah’s face was on my neck, his mouth against me as he nibbled the skin, pulling into his mouth. My arms were around his neck and I bucked my hips, rocking back and forth on his lap so that he drove deeper and deeper into me.
A second orgasm rocked through me, and I collapsed against Noah, letting my body curl around his. Noah held onto me, moving beneath me when I stopped riding him.
When the orgasm subsided, I started rocking my hips back and forth, riding him harder. His hands were on my hips again, guiding me, pushing me as we went faster and faster.
Noah orgasmed, and I felt him explode inside me, his cock pulsating as he released, emptying himself. I shivered, and his orgasm pushed me over the edge again. I orgasmed a third time, crying out, and I was glad the office had been empty when I’d come to Noah.
When it was over, Noah and I breathed hard, our skin slick with sweat. I climbed off his lap, and my legs were numb. I reached for tissues, and Noah turned around, allowing me privacy to clean up while he put his clothes on. I dressed, too, before we left the office together. We didn’t speak on the way to the parking garage. We didn’t hold hands. We didn’t act like a couple. We were nothing more than two employees that had discussed work. And then some.
In the parking garage, I looked at Noah.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” I said.
Noah looked up before pulling me behind a pillar.
“No cameras here,” he whispered and kissed me. His lips were locked on mine, his tongue in my mouth, and I melted all over again before he let me go.
“I’ll see you tomorrow,” he said and
walked away from me, leaving me a breathless mess. I waited, trying to pull myself together before I came out from behind the pillar and walked to my car.
Chapter Thirteen
Noah
I couldn’t get Elena off my mind. I had never been the kind of man to fuck around all the time. It had its place, but I had Lilly to think of. But I had never felt like this about a woman. I hadn’t even felt like this about Cheryl and I had married her and had a child with her. I didn’t know what it was about Elena that made me feel the way I did, but I wanted to see more of her. I wanted to be with her outside office hours. I wanted to kiss her and hold her and fuck her.
Since Monday, we hadn’t been able to talk much. It was almost the end of the week, and we were working hard on the beta product and the marketing campaigns we were going to put into motion.
Elena’s plans had gone down well with everyone. There wasn’t one person working on this project that disagreed that it might be the best project we had done yet. And to think she was only a secretary in this company.
I wanted to give her a better job, where she earned the money she deserved for her business mind and she could help with more of these kinds of ideas. Having her as my secretary was great because I saw a lot of her, usually, but I wanted her to move onward and upward. She could do so much more for the company.
And I would still see her because she worked for me. And I wanted her around, not only in the office but in my personal life a well.
On Thursday afternoon I met with the Marketing team. We had to go through the market research. They had launched a survey that targeted both current customers as well as potential buyers, and we were ready to look at the numbers.
“What do we have, Stan?” I asked the guy I put in charge of the surveys. “Where do we stand.”
“So far, it looks great,” Stan said, putting the numbers up on the projector. “It looks like the crowd loves it.”
I smiled, happy that it was finally going in a positive direction. I needed some good news for a change.
“And the subscription prices?” I asked.