And trying to figure out why she had such a God damn hold on me.
I had reminded myself repeatedly that she hadn’t even really been all that into me; the only reason she had spent time with me was because she had mistaken me for her ex. In her mind, it was him that she had willingly spent those nights with, not me. The thought made me feel simultaneously grateful and envious toward Preston Walker, wherever he may be.
And then there was the uncomfortable reverberances of Headmaster Greene’s voice that occasionally popped into my head as well, telling me that Scarlet Kale was bad somehow. Although he had claimed that she was bad in a legitimately bad way, my experience with her told me the exact opposite. The Scarlet I’d been with was bad, but in a very good way…
I had almost wanted to ask her about Headmaster Greene, but I had lost my nerve. Now, I was forced to live wondering what he meant and possibly never finding out, which simply made me obsess over her even more.
“Tobias? Tobias? Hey!”
I blinked, realizing that I had zoned out right in front of Libby while looking over the reports she had given me. “Sorry,” I said, and cleared my throat.
“I don’t want to tell you how to do your job,” Libby cautioned, “but sometimes, it looks like you are in dire need of a vacation. You ever consider hiring some more people so that you don’t have to constantly work so hard? It may be worth your while, at least until Anderson is able to come back full time.”
“Yeah,” I said absentmindedly. “Maybe so.”
“How’s he doing these days anyway? And Joanna, and Addison?”
I nodded and smiled. “They’re good. All of them. Addison is an absolute doll, of course.”
Libby smiled fondly. “I bet she is. Joanna sent me some pictures of her the other day. Cutest baby I’ve ever seen.”
“I agree,” I said. “She’s already got both of them wrapped around her little finger.”
Libby smirked. “I’m sure she has Uncle Tobias wrapped around her finger too!”
I laughed. “You know, you may very well be right about that.”
“Too adorable.”
“You should pay them all a visit sometime. I’m sure they’d love it.”
Libby nodded. “Yeah, I plan to soon, whenever I can get a day off.” She winked again and headed to the door right as someone else knocked on it. She opened it for me. My secretary, Courtney, stood on the other side of it.
“Hi Libby,” Courtney said.
“Hey, Court. How’s it going?”
“Fine. And yourself?”
“I’m good. Thanks,” Libby said. “Gotta get back to work though. See ya.” And with that, she exited the door.
I glanced up from the reports. “What’s going on, Courtney?”
“Were you expecting any visitors today?” she asked, cocking her head to the side.
I looked up at her and blinked, searching my brain for any appointments I’d made and forgotten about. “I hope not,” I muttered, searching for my scheduling book. “Why?”
“There’s someone here to see you. I just thought I’d check first because I don’t remember any meetings being in your agenda for the day either. And I wasn’t sure how you’d react to an unannounced visitor.”
I sighed and rubbed my temples. “No, unannounced visitors are not desirable at the moment, to say the least.”
“I had a feeling that was the case.”
“Did this unannounced visitor at least state their reason for wanting to see me without an appointment?”
“Nope.”
“Well, tell them I’m not taking any visitors right now and that if they need to see me, please schedule an appointment for a later date.”
“Okay,” Courtney said, nodding and leaving my office again.
I turned back toward my computer, exasperated by the audacity of some people. I would never show up to a place of business, demanding to be seen without an appointment. It was hard to believe some people could be so bold.
Just when I had managed to refocus on my work, there was another knock on my door. “What?” I yelled.
Courtney reappeared, wincing. “I’m sorry, Mr. Gentry, but she’s just not taking no for an answer. I told her she needed to schedule an appointment and come back another time, but she refuses.”
“Are you kidding me?” I said, blinking, utterly dumbfounded. “Who the hell is she?”
Courtney grimaced. “She won’t even tell me her name. She’s insisting that I just let her in to see you. She claims you should know who she is when you see her.”
I swore, irritated and curious at the same time. “And I presume she won’t even bother to tell you why she’s so desperate to see me right now?”
Courtney shook her head. “No, of course not. Look, should I call security?”
I shook my head. “No. Send her back.”
Courtney’s eyebrows shot upward. “Really?”
“Does she seem dangerous?”
“Well, no…”
“Then send her crazy ass back here so I can see what the hell she wants and send her on her way.”
Courtney sighed. “All right.”
I pushed the reports to the side of my desk and leaned back in my seat, wondering who this hard-headed woman could be and what she possibly wanted with me.
A minute later, my door was pushed open yet again and Courtney appeared for the third time. “Mr. Gentry, your guest,” she announced, and extended her arm like she was a butler.
Right that instant, my whole world came to a screeching halt.
The woman walked in. Her long dark blond hair hung over her shoulders in waves, and her bright eyes honed in directly on mine. We held each other’s gazes for the longest time, neither of us uttering a word.
I couldn’t believe it. As I stared at her, I wondered if there was a chance that I was dreaming. I needed someone to pinch me, because certainly Scarlet Kale hadn’t just randomly showed up to my workplace out of the blue, demanding to see me. I’d gone four months convinced that I would never see her again.
And now, there she was, standing in my office.
“Mr. Gentry?”
I heard Courtney’s uncertain voice as if from under water. “Leave us, Courtney,” I said.
“Of course sir,” she replied, immediately leaving the room and quietly closing the door behind her.
Scarlet and I continued staring at each other. At some point, I rose from my seat without realizing it. I slowly walked towards her, my eyes never leaving hers, afraid that if I looked away, she would disappear forever.
She was the first to speak, interrupting the long silent seconds that had drifted between us. Her lips first curled into a wobbly smile, and I could see the uncertainty in her expression. Even though she had been so demanding and forceful with Courtney, she now appeared hesitant, as if she had done something wrong in insisting to see me.
“I guess I’m the last person you expected to see,” she said.
She was one-hundred percent right, but I couldn’t bring myself to let her know it. My voice didn’t seem to want to work in the first place as I continued taking slow and cautious steps toward her.
“I’m sorry to come by so unannounced like this. And I’m sorry if you didn’t want to see me again. I tried calling you before, but you didn’t answer your phone, and I was too nervous to leave you a message. So I looked up your name and found out which law firm was yours. Decided to just take a chance and see if I’d find you here today.”
I came to a momentary halt, suddenly recalling the times my phone had rung to a number that I hadn’t recognized. I received calls from wrong numbers all the time though, and therefore hadn’t thought much of it. Obviously, I’d had no way of knowing it was her because I had deleted her number from my phone.
My gaze only left hers for a moment when I headed to lock the door behind her, not wanting anyone else to come in.
Scarlet began to blink rapidly, like she was trying to blink away tears. Through her jacket, I could s
ee her ample chest rise and fall with a deep breath. She closed her eyes for an instant and then spoke again. “Tobias, I have something to tell you.”
Whatever she needed to tell me was going to have to wait though. Because the very second I was within reach of her, I couldn’t stop myself from gathering her into my embrace, missing the way her body fit into my arms. My lips crashed down onto hers, hungrily and unable to believe she was really there.
Why had I missed this woman, this virtual stranger, so damned much?
She kissed me back just as eagerly, her body seeming to melt in my arms.
CHAPTER 15
Scarlet
His kiss was passionate and intense, wiping away all my thoughts until all I could think about was how his lips and hands felt on me. He cupped my backside and drew me flush against him, grinding me against his prominent hard-on.
I had to focus, I had to tell him…
“I’ve missed this,” he muttered into my neck and proceeded to leave tiny kisses across my heated skin. “I’ve missed you.”
I covered his erection and stroked it, remembering very well just how good he’d felt inside of me four months ago. So much for my news. It would have to wait.
He pushed me against his desk and lowered his mouth to my skin, unbuttoning my shirt. I titled my head backward and supported myself against his desk, drowning in the sensations his mouth created as he reached my breast. He pulled my bra to the side and wrapped his mouth around my hardened nipple, sucking on it.
I pressed his head against my chest. “Ah... That feels amazing...”
He slid my shirt off before he reached the zipper of my skirt and pulled it down. In a swift move, he took it off, along with my panties, leaving me only in my bra and high heels. My pants turned into moans when he lowered his mouth and kissed my clit, creating fire in me.
I grabbed his hair and thrust against him, going crazy with ecstasy he brought me. In an instant, he set me on his desk and set my legs apart, kneeling in between them. His mouth found my core again, but this time he worked me with his tongue too, making a few languid licks before he began devouring me.
“Ah, Tobias...” I pulled at his hair, unable to contain myself. I was soaking wet now, my pussy throbbing, and pressure grew stronger deep in my stomach.
I lay down on the surface and positioned my feet on the edge of the table, opening my legs more widely for him. He grabbed my thighs and held my legs in place, rubbing his face against my swollen mound, moving left and right repeatedly.
“It’s so good. Don’t stop. Keep doing that...” My voice wasn’t mine as I begged him to continue, hoping he wouldn’t tease me now and give me exactly what I was dying for.
Four months now seemed like a much longer time, his mouth evoking those erotic memories of the abundant pleasure he fed me with every time we’d had sex. Now that we were finally together again, I felt like an addict—I needed everything he had to offer, and I needed it fast.
It seemed that he felt the same way, since as soon as orgasm erupted in me, he pulled down his pants and underwear and thrust his hard cock into me, filling me fully in one rapid move. Our grunts and moans mixed together, our bodies clashing against each other in urgency that was beyond anything I’d experienced before with my previous lovers.
It felt different. It felt like my body finally found its home, desiring Tobias more than anyone before. I dug my nails into his shoulders and moved my hips to meet his, unable to stay silent as he rammed into me ruthlessly.
Pressing my hand over my mouth to muffle my scream, I came once more, soaking his dick and the desk beneath me, which triggered his release. He roared and pulled out of me, sending his sperm all over my stomach right before he smashed his lips against mine and gave me a numbing kiss.
My pussy was sore but in a good way. I was lying on the couch in his office, waiting for him to finish with cleaning and come out of his bathroom, fantasizing about his cock inside of me. Our sex had been explosive and quick, reigniting our passion, but it hadn’t been even nearly enough.
So when Tobias got out—naked, to my satisfaction—I didn’t waste a second to seduce him, pushing him on the couch.
Slumping down, he leaned against the back of the couch and watched me sway my hips provocatively, his cock already rigid and ready for me.
“What are you planning to do?” he asked with a smirk on his face.
“Something I wanted to do for a long time.”
I supported myself against his knees and bent forward, making sure my boobs were pressed together as I swayed my hips. His eyes fell on my chest, darkening, and his dick grew hard almost instantly. He reached out to touch me, but I brushed his hand away and continued with my provocative dance.
I turned around and rolled my hips, bringing my ass high in the air. His hands found my soft flesh and groped it, making my mound clench.
“You like this? You like my ass?” I whispered sensually, looking at him over my shoulder.
He was stroking his cock, staring at me like he was starving for me. “You have no idea.” He groaned. “Fuck, you’re driving me crazy here, Scarlet.”
With my hands on my breasts, I faced him and knelt in between his legs, my eyes on his sexy cock. I wiped off a drop of precum with my thumb and wrapped my fingers around his head.
He fisted his hands on the couch, breathing through his teeth. His eyes hooded when I licked his tip, following my every single move without blinking.
“Mmm, you taste so good.”
He cursed, grabbing my hair, and urged me to take him into my mouth. I did it gladly, managing to accommodate all of him. His hisses and grunts told me exactly how good I pleasured him, his gaze swallowing me whole. I was sucking him hard, trailing his length with my tongue at the same time, and more juices oozed out of his tip.
I was so turned on by the way he watched me. Enjoying this foreplay too much, I decided to try something new. I pulled his cock out of my mouth with a popping sound and stood up.
He tried to reach for me, but I pushed him back to the couch. “No. Stay on the couch and don’t move,” I ordered him, stepping back until I reached the coffee table.
“What are you doing?”
I sat on the coffee table and spread my legs apart, palming my pussy. “Playing.”
His face twisted, his eyes never leaving my body. He was breathing fast like me, both of us lost in the moment. My fingers skimmed over my outer lips and clit, a fluttery touch stirring my insides, and juices poured out of me.
“Fuck... I’m so hard right now. If you keep doing that...”
I bit into my lip and started rubbing myself a bit faster. “Then what?”
He groaned again, closing his eyes for a moment when a shudder rocked his body. “I’m not sure I can handle this. I need to fuck you.”
I smiled at him. “Patience, it’s been a long four months.” I threw my head backward and let a loud moan out, bringing my other hand to my wet pussy.
I pushed two fingers inside of me while stroking my clit in circles, and a sizzling bolt of pleasure coursed through me. I felt so high on him—so high on us like this—that the pressure in me built quickly. He was jerking himself faster now, our breathing coming together as one, and there was nothing more erotic than this.
“I’m going to come, Tobias, and then you’re going to fuck me,” I said, still maintaining the control.
It seemed that he liked me being in control, since he started pleasuring himself even faster, his body strained as the pleasure grew stronger in him.
“I’m coming!”
“Fuck, Scarlet!”
I came with a moan, arching my back when the biggest wave of pleasure hit me. I was barely aware that he’d moved, whimpering when he picked me up and thrust with all his force into me, ripping me apart.
“Tobias!” I screamed, unable to keep quiet. “Ah!”
He fucked me as he led us to the nearest wall, his grunts and movements animalistic. “We’re done playing here,” he growled,
digging his fingers into my ass, and I wrapped my legs more tightly around him to get him closer.
I was unbelievably wet, overwhelmed with the most intense pleasure that threatened to reach another peak pretty soon. His thrusts were rough and unrelenting, and I could barely prevent myself from screaming out.
“Yes!” I squealed, throwing my head backward. Ecstasy spread through every single part of me, owning me.
“I can go even deeper.”
He moved from the wall and took us to his desk. He let me down and claimed my lips, sliding his hands over my breasts and stomach. His fingers found my clit and rubbed it a few times, creating more wetness in me that poured out of me and down my thighs.
“So wet for me. Just the way I like it.” He spun me around. “Get on the desk and keep your ass in the air.”
I did what I’d been told, pressing my head against the surface right when his cock reached my entrance again. He eased himself inside of me once more, but this time it was much deeper, just like he’d said.
I clenched my inner muscles, and he slapped my ass cheek, creating pleasure mixed with pain that only made me hotter. “Fuck! If you keep doing that, I don’t think I’ll be able to continue this for much longer.”
I turned my head to glance at him over my shoulder, keeping an innocent expression on my face. “Do what? This?” I clenched my muscles again, and he groaned, pounding even faster into me now.
He pressed his hand over my mouth and began drilling me, bringing me the kind of sensations that numbed all my senses and erased all my reason. I was thankful for his hand on my mouth because I couldn’t stop screaming, too wet to comprehend it. I was sure his whole office could hear us, but I didn’t care.
“Come for me,” he growled and brought his hand to my pussy. His deft fingers stroked all the right places, bringing me exactly what I needed to erupt in another orgasm, but this time he didn’t stop when I came, continuing to stimulate my oversensitive pussy.
“Ah, Tobias! What are you—”
It was too much, but he kept rubbing me, his thrusts shallow but hard. Just like that, any uncomfortable sensation diminished, replaced by a new climax, even stronger than the previous one...
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