by Blythe Reid
Liam let go of my breast and reached behind me, unzipping the dress pants I wore. How had he known that was how to undo them? He pulled them down and they fell, bunching around my knees. He pushed his hands into my panties, sliding his fingers into my slit.
“God, I want to fuck you so good and so hard, sweet girl,” Liam said. I moaned softly in response. Liam spun me around so that I was facing the desk. His cock ground against my ass, his hands coming around my body to cup my breasts again. He moved against me and I ached for him.
Liam bent me over and I braced myself on the desk. I heard him unzip his pants and I knew what he was doing. He pulled my thong out of the way and a moment later the hot head of his cock pressed against my entrance. I gasped as he entered me, splitting me open. No condom. Bliss.
He slid in and out of me and where it had been pain mixed with pleasure before, it was pure ecstasy now. The grip he had on my breasts was incredible as he slid home and pulled out so slowly.
Liam moved his hand on my hips, holding me in place as I breathed in deeply. The smell of sex filled the air and it was hard to concentrate.
His fucking picked up, and I gripped the desk tightly. It was difficult to keep quiet, but I couldn’t afford to make a lot of noise. Not now, not when I was worried that rumors about us would spread. I moaned softly against my balled up fist with each hard slam of his hips against my ass.
God, it was hard to keep quiet. Liam fucked me and I wanted to moan and cry out his name.
An orgasm built inside me as he stroked against my g-spot again and again. I gasped, breathing hard, my legs trembling. I was struggling to keep myself up but Liam held me up with his hands on my hips.
The orgasm rocked through me only seconds later and I cried out, trying to keep it down.
“Shush, babe,” Liam commanded. I knew I was supposed to be quiet but the orgasm was mind-blowing. It took my breath away and I didn’t have to worry about being loud anymore. My mouth was open in a silent scream before I breathed hard, riding out the pleasure. Liam stroked slowly in and out of me, keeping my orgasm going.
He picked up his pace when he was sure I could handle it without crying out again and I gasped, breathing hard as he fucked me harder and harder. Until now, it had been about me. Now, it was about him. He was pushing himself toward the edge, too. His strokes shortened and he banged into me even faster.
Liam thrust himself into me and cried out as he pulled out. He pressed the tip of his cock into my ass and I felt him jerk and twitch inside of me, coming. An echo of my own orgasm returned, and I shuddered beneath him. He didn’t have more than the tip in my asshole, like it was a depository of sorts, but the pressure was beyond delicious.
It wouldn’t be long, and I’d be bending over for him to work my ass, my pussy and then spin me around to clean up the mess I’d made. It was beyond dirty, and yet it had me nearing orgasm again.
I wanted it. All of it.
13
Liam
Every now and then I had a dinner with the investors to keep them happy. I filled them in on what was happening with the company. It wasn’t my favorite thing to do but as the CEO, I often had to see people and attend meetings and dinners that I would have rather avoided.
This time, it was different. I’d asked Harper to come with me. She was my new assistant and it would be good for her to learn the ropes, to know what she had to do in future. That, and I wanted to be with her.
She looked like sex on a stick, too. I’d picked her up from her place and when she’d emerged I’d gotten hard right away. She wore a little black dress that was so tight it accentuated all her curves. Her blond hair hung over her shoulders like a waterfall.
I couldn’t keep my eyes off her. She sat opposite me at the restaurant with all the investors surrounding us and she concentrated on taking notes. It was what I’d asked her to do. This was her first serious meeting, but I found that she was perfectly focused and I was the one that was struggling to keep up with what was being said.
I blamed Harper. I blamed her sexy body and her lips pulled into a pout as she concentrated on what was being said. I blamed the fact that I wanted to fuck her. Right here, right now. I was horny. I didn’t want to be here with a bunch of investors that looked like they never had any fun. I wanted to go home and have her naked beneath me, crying my name as I took her.
“Liam?” Bernard asked and I looked up at my CFO. I realized he’d asked me a question and I hadn’t heard any of it.
“I’m sorry, Bernie,” I said. “What was that?”
Bernard glanced toward one of the other investors. They were starting to notice how distracted I was. I should have cared but tonight, I didn’t. I had Harper on my mind and the only thing I concentrated on was her body and the dirty things I wanted to do to her.
“Will you excuse me?” Harper asked, looking up at me. “I have to use the ladies’ room.”
I nodded. I watched Harper get up and walk away, her hips swinging from side to side as she took long strides on the heels she was wearing.
“I think we’ll wait until Miss Peterson returns before we discuss this further,” Bernard said. “So that she doesn’t miss anything important.”
“That’s a great idea,” I said. “While we wait, I’ll use the opportunity to go to the rest room myself.”
I got up. Bernard was watching me. He was irritated with me today and with good reason. But I wasn’t in the mood to play by the rules. In fact, I was going to break them; every single one of them.
I walked to the restrooms. Instead of going into the men’s, I waited in the small alcove where the two doors were situated. When Harper came out of the ladies’ room, I grabbed her by the wrist and led her with me.
“What are you doing?” she asked.
We walked toward the kitchen and I spotted a storage room to the side. I tried the door and it opened. I pulled Harper in with me and shut the door, pressing her against it so her body kept it shut.
“I can’t stare at you for a moment longer without having you,” I said and kissed her. I kissed her hard, pushing my tongue into her mouth. She melted against me, sighing into my mouth. I loved it when she did that.
“We can’t do this,” she said when I broke the kiss. Her voice was breathy and the way she looked at me made me think she wanted this just as much as I did. “Not here,” she added “The investors are right outside.”
I nodded. “I know. And you’re right. But I can’t help how much I want you,” I said. “Let me at least please you.”
I backed up my words by running my hands down her body, cupping her breasts. She was out of breath already.
“I will be quick,” I said, when she didn’t tell me no. I kneeled in front of her and pushed up her dress, pulling down her panties.
“Liam!” she said but I closed my mouth over her pussy and she was rendered useless. She whimpered softly and I stuck my tongue into her slit, flicking the tip of it over her clit. She gasped, breathing hard, her hands in my hair. She widened her stance as much as the underwear around her legs would allow and I licked her and sucked on her clit. She shivered, her body convulsing beneath my hands on her hips and I knew she was close. I hadn’t lied when I’d said I would make it quick.
A moment later she was gasping and moaning softly, pleasure surging through her body as she orgasmed. I wanted to get up and stick my dick in her but I’d told her I wouldn’t do more than this.
So, I let her go. I let her pull up her panties and work her dress back down over her ass. I opened the door and looked out, making sure the coast was clear before I walked back to the table.
Harper joined us a little later. The idea had been for it not to look suspicious but her cheeks were flushed. Bernard looked at me and he didn’t look happy. Was he able to guess what we’d just done?
14
Harper
I arrived at work on Friday morning the way I usually did, but when I walked into the office, everything was different. I knew that gossip travel
ed fast on my floor but when it wasn’t about me, I didn’t mind it so much.
This morning, I had the feeling it was all about me. When I walked past groups of people, greeting them, they fell quiet as if they’d been talking about me. When I passed, far enough not to be able to hear what they were saying, they started talking again. How the fuck did they know what was going on with me and Liam? Or maybe they didn’t, and my paranoia was getting to me.
My stomach turned. Was this about last night at the restaurant? I knew we shouldn’t have done anything. It had been such a mistake. It had to be about that. I couldn’t imagine what else they could be talking about. The few people that returned my greetings did so stiffly.
I walked to the little kitchen just after eleven to make myself some coffee.
“Did you hear about Harper?” I heard someone say just before I walked into the kitchen and I stopped, listening.
“Yeah, it’s a disgrace. Why should she get away with fucking the CEO and the rest of us have to work our asses off with promotions that aren’t even guaranteed?”
“It’s because she’s willing to put out. If you’re loose like that it opens up a lot of doors for you.”
“Yeah, with the wrong people. No wonder she’d been doing so well here, despite Lisa being fired.”
I couldn’t believe what I was hearing. I suddenly couldn’t breathe. How had I gone from being a virgin to being rumored to be the office slut in such a short time? I swallowed hard. I had to speak to Liam about this.
When I went to his office, Liam was on the phone. He looked up when I opened the door and waved me in.
“Let me call you back, Arthur,” he said before he hung up. I closed the door behind me.
I didn’t know what showed on my face but Liam’s smile faded and he frowned. “What’s wrong?” he asked.
I couldn’t hold it back. I suddenly felt like I was coming undone at the seams. Fat tears rolled over my cheeks.
“They know,” I said through my tears. “They know about us.”
Liam pulled me closer to him and I let him hold me.
“Calm down, baby,” he said. “Who knows what?”
“Everyone. They know about us sleeping together. They were talking about it in the kitchen today when I went to make coffee. They called me a slut who sleeps with you to excel in my career.”
Liam’s eyes widened.
“What?” he asked and he let me go. Yeah, it was serious.
“This is going to do so much damage, Liam,” I said. “Not only to my reputation, but to yours, too. And what about Kenna?”
“Don’t worry about Kenna right now, babe, let’s talk about you and me.”
I shook my head. “I will worry about her. And you. This is a reputation I’m worried you won’t be able to shake. What if she grows up and she hears from someone that her dad slept with his assistant?”
“You weren’t my assistant when I met you,” he said. “I didn’t even know you worked here.”
I shook my head. “They don’t know that. They don’t care.”
“We’ll figure this out, babe,” Liam said, taking my hand.
“Don’t call me that,” I said, pulling my hand out of his. “I can’t do this.”
“What do you mean, you can’t do this?” Liam asked and he looked worried.
I took a deep breath and blew it out slowly. I should have done this a long time ago, it would have saved me a lot of pain and heartache.
“I can’t carry on doing this with you when it’s going to affect both our professional lives so much. This was a mistake, Liam. I’m so sorry. I quit.”
I turned around and walked out of his office before he had a chance to say anything. I couldn’t wait for him to speak. I couldn’t wait for him to use his charming words and convince me, again, because I would fall for it. He knew just how to get to me and today, I didn’t want that. I didn’t want to be persuaded, to be won over.
My heart was breaking. It hurt like a bitch – I should have known that giving up my virginity would come with this kind of pain when it finally ended. Of course, I’d never dreamed I would be the one to walk away, the one to end it all. I’d been sure I was more attached to Liam than he was to me, that I’d just been a piece of ass. I’d been thrilled every time he’d wanted to see me again.
And now? Now it was over and I had been the one to call it off. But it was better this way, for both of us.
15
Liam
She hadn’t given me a chance to say anything before she’d run away from me. I’d asked Sarah to get her back for me but Sarah had come back a while later, announcing that Harper had left the building. She’d run away from me. Again.
Why was I always the one running after her? What had happened to the playboy I used to be, the man that never chased after a woman? I’d pursued Harper because I’d wanted to sleep with her. Because someone as striking and as interesting as her was like a prize to be won.
But I’d started enjoying her company, too, and when I’d finally slept with her it had been pure ecstasy.
So, for the third time I was going to run after her. This wasn’t about my ego anymore. I didn’t want her to call it off. She was giving up her job, too. I didn’t want her to sacrifice her career for me.
I tried to call her. Her phone rang until it rolled over to voicemail. I hung up without leaving a message and dialed her number again. I waited through it again until I got her voicemail. She wasn’t answering. I was going to be a pain in the ass and keep trying until she answered. She couldn’t keep ignoring me.
The third time, her phone went straight to voicemail. She’d switched off her phone because I’d kept trying to phone her. Fuck.
I got up, collected my wallet and car keys and walked out of the office.
“I have to run out,” I said to Sarah, “hold my calls and move my meetings for the rest of the day. Don’t bother me unless it’s an emergency.”
“Is everything okay, Mr. Young?” Sarah asked. She looked concerned. I didn’t very often run away from the office like this, but Harper was the kind of woman I would risk it for.
“Fine, Sarah. Just do as I ask, please.”
This wasn’t the first time I was leaving work early for her. It was the first time that it was because I’d lost her. The other time it was because I’d been inching closer to making her mine. It was almost a mirror image of what I dealt with, now. What a fucking mess. I was so over this shit. I loved being the CEO of a company but there were downsides, too. Like I couldn’t get attached to any woman or the rumors started.
And if I wanted to be attached to anyone, it was Harper. The thought pulled me up short. What was this? Was I starting to fall for her? I thought about it for a moment. A surefire way to know was imagining my life without her. And I found that I couldn’t. God, I’d been wanting her in my life since the night I’d met her. I was in love with Harper Peterson.
Well, fuck.
I drove to the apartment Harper shared with Sierra. Harper’s car was parked in the street and I was relieved she was home. I wouldn’t have known where else to look for her. Her parents didn’t live in town and as far as I knew, she didn’t really have many other friends.
I walked up to the front door and knocked. Sierra opened the door, her brunette hair pinned back and her green eyes serious.
“She said it might be you,” she said.
“Aren’t you supposed to be at work?” I asked.
“I could ask you the same thing,” she shot back.
I sighed. “Sorry,” I said. “Can I talk to Harper?”
Sierra shook her head. “I’m sorry. She doesn’t want to talk to you.”
What? Why the fuck not? I hadn’t done anything wrong. Why was I the one that was being avoided?
“Please, I just want to clear this up with her.”
“Look, Liam,” Sierra said. “You’re great for trying, here, but I get where she’s coming from. There’s nothing worse than gossip.”
So, Ha
rper had told her.
“Look,” I said. “I’m not here to look for trouble. This is just as horrible for me as for her. I want to find out if there’s something we can do to fix it so that she doesn’t have to sacrifice her career. You know how important this is to her.”
Sierra looked at me and her face changed. I knew I had her there.
“Okay,” she said. “But if she’s not happy with you being here I’ll kick you out again just as fast.”
I nodded. “I understand, thank you. I just want to speak to her.”
Sierra stood aside and held the door open for me. I walked into the apartment and through to Harper’s room. When I walked in, she frowned.
“I thought I told her not to let you in.”
“I’m pushy.”
She snorted. “Yeah, I know.”
I sat down next to her on the bed and she eyed me.
“I was thinking of a way to make this right,” I said. “So that you can still work with me, we can still do what we’re doing and no one will give you shit about it.”
Harper shook her head. “It’s such a tall order.”
I nodded. “It is. But hear me out. If we come out as a couple, they can’t say anything about what we’re doing.”
Harper blinked at me. “Come out as a couple?”
“Yeah,” I said. “If we tell the world we’re together they can’t complain about us sleeping together because it’s normal.”
Harper thought about it for a second before she sighed and nodded.
“That could work,” she said.
I reached for her, putting my hand on her cheek. “I don’t want you to walk out of my company or my life. If they make it hard for you at the office, I’ll fire them.”
She chuckled and I loved that she was smiling again. “They’re all gossiping about this.”
“Then I’ll fire them all,” I said. “Done.”