by J. L. Beck
“You know that’s not what I meant…” she purred, her breaths coming out in tiny puffs against my skin. She smelt like sex and all the bad things I had wanted in this world.
“Oh I know what you meant, Princess… and I’m telling you…” Her ass cheeks seemed to tighten around my cock, causing a groan of pleasure to slip from my lips. “I more than want you….” My hand tightened against her throat as I whispered in her ear.
“Touch yourself… bring yourself to the edge and I’ll push you off…” I encouraged, my cock moving up and down her ass crack with an intensity that shouldn’t have been normal. I watched beneath hooded eyes as her small hands moved down her body and between her legs, finding that tight little bundle of nerves.
“Oh….” Audrey’s lips formed the perfect “O” as her eyes rolled to the back of her head with the flick of her finger against her clit.
“Get that pretty pussy all wet…” I whispered sucking at the flesh right below her ear. The moan that ripped from her throat could’ve been that of a wild animal. Within seconds she was falling apart, her fingers working against her clit in a furious rage as my cock slipped through her cheeks at the same intensity.
My release came next, slamming into me at full force, causing the air in my lungs to still and my body to shake as I held onto Audrey like she was my anchor. Yes, we had only shared one night of sex, but I felt it deep down in my bones. I felt the passion, the fire, the intense pleasure that I had never felt with anyone else but her. Placing a kiss on the back of her head I let her go, knowing we both needed to shower and get into the office before I did something crazy, like call her dad and tell him that neither of us were coming in today.
“Jameson…” Audrey’s sing song voice filtered through my foggy thoughts.
“Yes?” She shifted next to me, her eyes staring straight through me.
“I know you want to be the person to tell my father about what we did, but we don’t have to tell him. We don’t have to do anything if you don’t want to… It could just be our secret…” She smiled shyly and I knew where she was going with this. I also knew that I would never have her as that type of girl.
“Get up and get your ass in the shower before I spank it. Your father is my best friend and you’re more than a fucking secret to me, Audrey. You’re… I can’t even explain it, but a woman like you can’t be hidden or used for sex, and I won’t do that to you. So, I’ll be the one to tell your father…” My voice took on the tone of a parent that was scolding their child, nonetheless, I wasn’t going to have her thinking something that wasn’t true.
My feelings were real, and this would happen, again and again with or without her father’s approval.
The minutes at the office ticked by at a snail’s pace. Audrey had me drop her off at home before coming into the office so that she could change and make it seem less inconspicuous that we might be together, though I didn’t give a flying fuck.
When she finally showed up for the day, she was wearing a grey pencil skirt that made her ass stand out and a pink blouse that showed just a hint of cleavage. One would think she was trying to fucking kill me.
“Get those papers on my desk by the end of the day, Briggs!” Andy, Audrey’s father, bellowed across the office. I was so caught up in Audrey and the things that I wanted to do to her, that I had completely forgotten about all the paperwork that I needed to finish last night.
“Fuck!” I grunted, my thoughts becoming messy. My eyes drifted up from my desk, colliding with Audrey’s blue ones within seconds. God, why did she have to be so fucking gorgeous? I could take her in the women’s bathroom and fuck the hell out of her, and her daddy would never know it.
“Briggs!!!” Andy interrupted, this time cutting off my view of his barely legal daughter.
“Yeah, what’s up?” I shook my head, my nails digging into my thigh as I tried to hold off the desires that were coursing throughout my body.
“You didn’t answer me… Is everything okay?” Andy sounded concerned, but I was sure it was merely because I was out of sorts, since any other day he would’ve been being a dick to me.
“That’s because I’m trying to get shit done around here. One of us has to work, you know…” I joked, sucking in a breath as Audrey bent over a desk directly behind her father. Yeah, my cock needed some attention.
“Good! Now get the papers to me, stat, otherwise it’s your ass…” He slapped his hand against the door jamb, the sound echoing throughout my office. Maybe I could get Audrey into my office? It would be a risky move, but worth it if we got away with it. As soon as I got time alone with Andy I was going to tell him what was going on between the two of us.
He had a right to know who his daughter was sleeping with, and possibly falling for, even if it was a man I knew he would never approve of.
“How was your night, sweetheart?” Andy switched gears, waltzing over to Audrey, wrapping an arm around her and turning her in my direction. It took everything in me not to start laughing.
“It was great, Daddy! I went out for drinks with Bridget and then called it an early night….” Audrey lied, her eyes colliding with mine once again as she spoke to her father. There were so many unspoken words between us. I had waited months to claim her, telling myself that it wasn’t worth it, and all it took was one night of her showing up at my house to ruin it all.
“Fantastic. And how is Bridget doing?” He was peppering her with questions, trying to catch her in a white lie. I had seen him do it time and time again. Andy was a good dad, protective and caring, but he needed to let Audrey spread her wings a bit. That could’ve been half the reason she was so tempted to sleep with me.
“She’s doing great actually, and she’s super….”
“Sir, you have a phone call on line three… they say it’s an urgent matter.” Layla rushed into the room, nearly knocking into Andy as she did so. She was Andy’s full-time secretary and almost the same age as Audrey. Sometimes I thought I’d seen a flicker of interest in his eyes, only for it to be replaced by disgust or revulsion.
“Alright!” he sighed, releasing Audrey, while allowing me to continue to stare at her perfectly toned body. What Daddy didn’t know couldn’t hurt him, right?
“Oh my fucking God!” Bridget squealed into the phone, almost making my ear bleed. I could tell she was beyond excited to hear about Jameson and I, but it wouldn’t be at the expense of my hearing.
“You let him fuck you, right? Was it as good as I told you it would be?” The questions kept coming, long after I answered them all.
“It was great, wonderful, fucking fantastic. His…” I cleared my throat. “Cock was way bigger than I anticipated, and he knows how to use it, that’s for sure.” I sipped at the wine in my glass, wondering what the hell I was doing home alone when I could be at Jameson’s with him.
“Holy fuck, girl! You really did it, didn’t you?” The disbelief was laced through her words. She seriously didn’t believe me.
“Yes, I seriously did. I fucked Jameson, my father’s business partner and best friend, and if I’m being honest, which I am. I want to do it again…” I licked my lips at the thought. Jameson had been watching me all day like I was a juicy steak and he was starving. I had waited to see if he would call me in his office but he didn’t, and instead I teased him from afar, bending over my desk repeatedly.
“What your dad doesn’t know won’t kill him…” Bridget huffed into the phone.
“No, it won’t, but Jameson is being weird about it all. He wants to tell my Dad…” I thought further into it as I spoke the words out loud.
“Hell yes, that means he’s serious, Audrey. Like he wants you for more than just a quick fuck! See, I told you he was interested.” Bridget’s excitement was starting to become contagious. I didn’t want to read too much into it, because I still wanted to keep things hush, hush, but there was a part of me that wanted to wake up with him every day.
I had known him for years, with the attraction I had for him becomi
ng almost painful in the last year or so. It could’ve been me, but I didn’t see him look at any of the other women in the office quite like he did me.
“He’s interested, though I’m just not sure it’s a good idea with him being who he is in relation to my father. I don’t want to cause any problems between them…” And, truthfully, I didn’t, though I did know that there was no avoiding the inevitable.
“You screwed your Dad’s best friend and business partner… If that’s not a problem, I don’t know what is.” I rolled my eyes at Bridget’s remark. She always found a way to make the most obvious things stick out like a sore thumb.
“I know it’s a problem. I’m just concerned with how big a problem it is…” My father and Jameson had built Cadwell and Briggs industries from the ground up and I didn’t want whatever it was that was happening between Jameson and I to ruin that. Even if I did want Jameson as badly as I did, I didn’t want it to ruin their company.
“Well, I’m not a scientist or anything, but I’m going to assume once your dad finds out shit’s going to hit the fan….” There was pregnant pause, and a part of me was annoyed with Bridget, since I knew she was partially right.
“Maybe, but I think there might be something going on between him and his assistant, which wouldn’t be much different than Jameson and I….” I tapped my fingers against the couch aimlessly, my mind trying to devise some type of way to break the news to him.
“So, you’re going to play the You’re doing it, so why can’t I card?” I could practically see the smile pulling at her lips.
“I… I think I am. Jameson and I have only had sex once, but I don’t plan on letting it end at that. I want more…. And this might be the only way to get more…” I took a swig from the glass of wine I had poured earlier, letting the idea sink in. If something was going on between my father and Layla, then I was going to find out and use it to the best of my abilities.
“Girl, I would want more too. You don’t roll in the hay with a guy like Jameson and then ditch him. Try to hold onto him as long as you can, and not just because of the money in his pocket…” Bridget giggled. “Though that’s one reason to keep him around.”
“Right. I’ll fill you in later this week. I’ve got to finish this wine, and then get to bed because I have a shit ton of work to catch up on, and I could use a full night’s sleep,” I announced. We both said our goodbyes, and hung up. Placing my cell down on the cushion next to me, I brought the wine glass to my lips, sucking the sweet drink down with ease.
I thought long and hard about what I wanted for the next few minutes, going back and forth about what Jameson and I could be in the future. He was older, more experienced, and now that I had gotten a taste of him I didn’t think I could just move on. He was like a fucking drug, and I was the addict waiting for my next hit.
I squeezed my eyes shut in frustration. Getting him to fuck me was easier than I expected, which proved how much he, in turn, wanted me, but now we were stuck at a crossroads and from the way things had been going with Jameson, I didn’t know where that left us.
All I knew was that if Jameson wanted my father to know what was going on, that meant he wanted to see more of me. I just didn’t want him to ruin his career because of me.
Two days seemed to pass without more than a handful or words being said between us. My heart ached, and my body begged me to go to him and ask him why, or what was wrong, but I didn’t. Instead, I stood by and watched, hoping he would get his shit together and let me know what it was that was going to happen between us.
It was the end of the second day when I finally had enough.
“Jameson…” I spoke his name so softly I was sure he didn’t even hear it, until he turned on his heels and looked me straight in the eyes.
“Audrey?” He countered with a lifted brow.
I licked my lips in anticipation, not quite sure what was going to take place, but knowing something needed to happen.
“We need to talk. It’s been nearly three days and I’m…” I swallowed trying to bury the insecure feelings that wanted to rush to the surface.
“Come in and close the door…” There was a warning that lingered in his voice and I wanted to test him, just to see if he would try and fuck me in the office across from my father’s. I did as he asked, closing the heavy wooden door behind me as I stepped into the room. The room seemed to grow hotter as we stared at each other with heated gazes.
“There’s no need to beat around the bush, Jameson. When I told you we didn’t have to tell my father, I wasn’t lying to you. We really don’t… One time of screwing doesn’t constitute anything…” My voice wobbled. I was nervous, and my belly was full of butterflies, but I got what I wanted to say out.
The sexiest smile I had ever seen pulled at his lips, revealing perfectly straight white teeth. He was dashing as hell today, with the sleeves of his dress shirt rolled up, showing off the veins in his arms.
“What’s going on in that pretty little head of yours, Audrey? Do you think that I’m the one and done kind? The man that fucks you, and runs for the hills?” He stalked toward me in a way a lion might stalk its prey; with precision and stealth.
“I just haven’t heard from you.” I was flustered, my blood warming, as my pussy grew wet with need. Jameson was everything I wanted in a man, but he was completely off limits to me. He was bad, but I wanted him to be bad for me.
“That’s because I’ve been trying to figure out what the hell it is that I want to do about us….” When he spoke, he was directly in front of me, his rich woodsy scent filling my nostrils.
“I told you we don’t need a l….” Before I could finish what I wanted to say, Jameson was on me, his smooth lips pressing against mine with enough heat to burn the entire place down to the ground.
“I know we don’t need a label. I know we don’t need to tell your father. I know we don’t need to do a lot of things, but I want to. I want you, Audrey. I want to kiss you, and fuck you whenever I please. I want you to be mine and mine alone. I don’t want to share. I don’t want to wonder what we are….” His confession made my heart ache. Never would I have thought after sleeping with my crush that he would reveal to me that he feels the same way that I do.
“I want that too…” I said breathlessly, clinging to his shirt with my hands. He was so sexy and I wanted him, right here, right now, even with my father across the hall. Jameson smiled down at me, shoving a piece of my mousy brown hair back into place behind my ear.
“Good, then we can do this together. I wasn’t ignoring you, Princess. I was merely gaging interest… Seeing if you still wanted this…” He pressed a kiss against my throbbing pulse, while one of his hands slid up the front of my skirt and between my thighs.
So close, he’s so close.
“I want it…” I practically moaned, spreading my legs as wide as I could to give him better access. I blinked my eyes closed for a fraction of a second and Jameson was moving us to the sofa on the far side of the room, his hands encompassing my hips with pure strength and need. I landed on the sofa with a soft thud, my heart beating out of my chest as Jameson hovered above me. A look of playful mischief flickered in his eyes.
“I hope you can be quiet, because if not, Daddy Dearest across the hall will discover just how close we really are….” He winked, and my chest rose and fell as I sucked in fresh oxygen. I was turned on by the idea of my father finding us and as strange as it was to think about it… I hoped he did hear us.
“Please….” I begged, spreading my legs wider while hiking my skirt up. Jameson’s tongue darted out over his lips and all I could envision in that moment was him between my thighs, his tongue flicking against my clit until…
“We don’t need these, do we?” Jameson questioned, titling his head sideways as he dropped to his knees in front of me. Before I could answer him, he was pulling the delicate lace thong from my ass, the sound of ripping fabric filling the room.
“Really? That’s two pairs now…” I pus
hed up on my elbows watching, as he took in my perfectly pink pussy, his fingers parting my lips so he could blow against my clit.
“You don’t seem to mind, Princess.” He smirked, and it took everything in me not to roll my eyes because, honestly, at this moment I couldn’t care less.
“Plus, panties are useless in my presence,” He continued, a whisper against my cunt as he sucked the tight little bundle of nerves into his mouth.
“Oh God!” I cried out, biting my fist as Jameson bent my legs forward, exposing my pussy far more than he ever had before.
“Shhh…. You know you’ve got to be quiet, Princess….” he taunted, slipping two fingers into my tight hole. My toes curled, and my entire body shook as he pumped in and out of me furiously.
The air couldn’t fill my lungs fast enough, and as soon as he flicked his wrist and bent his fingers upwards I was coming, my entire body fluttering and floating away into a pleasure-induced coma.
“Fuck me, Princess. That was hot! Your tight little pussy just squeezed the fuck out of my fingers…” Jameson growled, pulling the two fingers he had inside me out and placing them directly into his mouth. His eyes seemed to grow larger as he licked every single drop of my release away. My cheeks heated with embarrassment, realizing I was still bent with my pussy fully on display.
Pushing up on my arms, I made a move to get out of the position I was in, but my movements were halted as Jameson undid his belt and dropped his dress slacks right in front of me.
My mouth watered and I knew we were going to get caught it would only be a matter of time.
“I’m nowhere near done with you, Princess. So grab the front of your thighs, spread your legs real wide, and let me fuck that tight pussy of yours…” It was an order, not a question, and even though I wasn’t sure I wanted to do it, my body followed his command.