Arousing Consequences

by Cam Johns

  "You're loving this aren't you?" I say smiling.

  "I love you." He says smiling sneakily. I grab his body wash and cloth to make lather for his wash, starting from his neck down while he watches intensely. I pay close attention to his dick as he gets hard. "Don't." He commands before I could think of putting it in my mouth. I finish washing him instead, disappointed. "Rinse time?" He asks as I stand in front of him. I nod yes. He backs under the water pulling me with him. He kisses me hard and cups my butt with both his hands. "Your turn." He says with a sly smirk, then gets my body wash and cloth to clean me from head to toe as I did him. "Turn around." He commands. I do as he says. He pulls my back against his chest. Using the lather on his hands, he starts to run his hands around my breasts. Oh. My legs weaken and I fall back against him, leaning my head on his shoulder. He runs his mouth on my neck breathing softly and slides one hand down to my middle. "Can't forget to clean her.” he whispers. He massages my clitoris while using his other to cup my breast. He nibbles on my ear lobe before turning us around, so that I’m under the water facing the wall. He uses his hands to help the water rinse me. "Turn around." He commands. He drops down on his knees quickly and puts my leg on his shoulder, ramming his tongue inside me.

  "Ah!" I yelp looking down at him fucking me with his tongue. It’s so hot, I grab his head with my free hand and grind against his face as I start to tremble and weaken. He moves his tongue rapidly as I pound his face harder. The pleasure is coming over me.

  "Give it to me now." He says muffled.

  "Here it comes!" I scream. I explode all over him. He stands quickly and turns me around.

  "Bend over." He growls. He lifts my leg on the tub and rams his hard dick in me. "Oh yes baby!" He says between thrusts. He pounds me harder as I surrender to him.

  "Yes, baby." I whisper out of breath. He moves faster and harder until he cums. He pulls me up and turns me around in one swift motion. Pushing me against the wall, he kisses me hard and I return his aggression. He slows his attack on my mouth and retreats to small pecks. He stares down at me, nuzzling my nose with his. Kevin can definitely give me an orgasm, but I feel obligation…not love. He kisses me once again.

  "Come, we actually do have to go to work." I giggle.

  About an hour and a half later I'm at my desk looking over my schedule for the day. I think it's probably best if I avoid Jackson for today at least. I'm not mad at him…I don't even think I should be. He does know about Kevin, but that didn't seem to bother either of us in the moment. I would think that he would come to apologize to me. There's a knock at my door interrupting my thoughts. Oh, I hope it's not him. He does have this ability to appear whenever I think of him.

  "Yes." I say nervously.

  "Hey girl." Alyssa peeks her head in.

  "Lizzie," I say relieved, "what are you doing here?"

  "I just wanted to make sure you're okay."

  I look at her puzzled. Oh no, I hope he didn't tell her. "Okay?"

  She comes in and sits down in front of me. "Yeah, I tried calling you a couple of times last night."

  "Oh," I say relaxing, "yeah my phone was dead. I just got a chance to charge it up."

  "Oh, okay. Well, I was also sent down here to tell you, you have a meeting with Jackson and Mrs. Weinstein today.”

  "Yes, I saw that Matthew added it to my schedule. I hope it's good news." I say smiling.

  "I'm certain it is."

  "So...anything happen with Jonathan?" I asked, cautiously intrigued.

  "Kay," she says giddy, "when you guys left, we decided to grab something at the diner. I really like him."

  I smile. "I can see that Lizzie. So, you two going out again?"

  "I hope so." she clears her throat. "So...anything happen with you and Jackson?" A smile involuntarily appears on my face. What the hell am I doing? Why am I so damn excited? This is bad. "Tell me everything!" She says leaning forward in the chair excited.

  I giggle. "I can't. I have a client and I want to be on time for that meeting upstairs." I say standing to walk out.

  "Yeah ummhmm, don't think I won't bring this up later." She says laughing.

  "I wouldn't expect anything less."

  She gives me a hug. "Good luck." She's out the door.

  At noon I apprehensively get ready for the meeting upstairs. I haven’t seen Jackson today, so hopefully it won't be too awkward. Who am I kidding, it will be miserable. It would be easier if he wasn't so damn handsome. I head into the elevator feeling very nervous and uptight, fidgeting with my hair and clothes. What the hell is wrong with me? The ding of the elevator startles me. Here we go. "Hi Julia, I have a meeting with Jackson and Mrs. Weinstein.”

  "I have Karisma for you." She says into the phone. "Okay Karisma, you can head down the hall." She says straight faced. I walk down the hall, taking a peek into Jackson's office. He's not here, he must already be in there with her. Her secretary points me in once I reach the end of the hall. I take a deep breath and walk in.

  "Karisma…hi darling. How are you?" Mrs. Weinstein says pleasantly as I walk in.

  "I am doing well thank you."

  "Miss Washington." Jackson says with an empty expression. That was cold...he doesn't even extend his hand. I hope he’s not upset I ran off. Mrs. Weinstein takes my hand and leads me over to the club chairs in front of her desk. Jackson walks over and leans his butt against her desk facing us.

  "So Alyssa has told me she mentioned why I asked to see you today." She says.

  "Oh yes, she said you two are considering me for Chief Executive PT." I say smiling at her. She looks puzzled. "Is that not true?" I ask embarrassed. She looks up at Jackson who hasn't spoken.

  "No Miss Washington, we'd like you to be Vice Chairman of the Funding Department."

  "Umm, what? I'm confused?" I say nervously, looking at her and Jackson. "I can't be corporate, I just started." Jackson just stares, gripping the desk.

  "I realize that. We offered it to Alyssa first but she didn't want to be a suit. She prefers to be hands on...Uh Jackson..." She says looking up to him to join in.

  "Well, Miss Washington, simply Alyssa highly recommended you. Like she said there’s no one she'd think can do it better. With your business degree and knowledge of our services, we ultimately agree with her assessment. My suggestion is to be my sort of intern…I'll show you the ropes, introduce you to some key important people. It's really not that difficult. You just have to be yourself, and learn more about my companies....which I will gladly show you. I wanted someone I know can handle it."

  "Right," Mrs. Weinstein buts in, "I think you should think about this because it will be a lot of responsibility." I look at them, not sure what to say. I personally think this is ridiculous. I hope Jackson isn't doing this because he wants to get in my pants.

  "I think I will take this evening to think about it. Can I tell you tomorrow?"

  "Yes of course, Karisma." Mrs. Weinstein says rising from her seat. I shake her hand and turn to say goodbye to Jackson who finally decides to smile at me.

  "Let us know tomorrow, Miss Washington." He says staring down at me. I walk out of her office bewildered. What the hell just happened? I'm going to strangle Alyssa. I get down to my floor and I just want to go in my office and think.

  "So what did you say?" Alyssa asks leaning at my door.

  "I'm going to kill you!" I snap pulling her into my office.

  "Oh, I had to lie. If I told you the truth you would’ve turned them down immediately." She says in her cutest childish voice.

  "You're right. There has to be someone more qualified Alyssa."

  "Well, yes on paper, but you work so well with people. You should hear how the staff and clients talk about you."

  "Really? I didn't know that."

  "Yes…and of course Jackson is all for it. He leaped at my suggestion."

  "I'm sure he did." I say sarcastically.

  "Umm, is there something you want to tell me?"

  "No." She gives me that who do you thi
nk you're fooling look. "Ugh," I sit at my desk, "he kissed me." I say putting my head in my hands. "I kissed him back." After a second she walks over to my side of the desk and pulls my hands down.

  "I know, he asked me not to mention it."

  "What? Oh goodness. Alyssa I don’t know how I stopped. It was so...so...breathtaking."

  "Wow. Well, I can see why taking this job can be a problem for the both of you. You shouldn’t let that keep you from making this decision though."

  "Wait, what else did he tell you?"

  "Kay, I can't tell you that."

  "You're right, I'm sorry. I know he’s practically family."

  "You need to talk to him about it. Be honest."

  "You're right. Okay."

  "Here's what'll do. I'll tell him to hang around until six, ‘cause I need to talk to him about something important. He'll do that for me. You'll have to go up there tonight and get this out of the way so you can say yes tomorrow...bring your ID 'cause you'll have to swipe it at that hour to get on his floor."

  "I take it that's his brother's doing?"

  "You got it. Call me later." She says walking out. She's right. We're both adults, I have to get everything out in the open.

  At six I step into the elevator and press the top floor. Lizzie was right, I was prompted to swipe my ID. I walk out of the elevator and it's completely quiet and dim. Everyone has gone I guess. I walk towards Jackson's office and all the shades are drawn but his lights are on. I knock, but there's no answer so I go in anyway. He's not here but I notice his suit jacket and keys on his desk. "Well he's still around." I whisper to myself. I choose to take this time to finally look around. It’s a very large open space with gray furniture. Not much on the walls, just a couple of paintings. His desk is very neat with two photos. One of them is him and his brother in a football uniform, maybe in college. The other is an old photo of a beautiful woman with long brunette hair. She looks very pale and feeble.

  "That's my mother." he says startling me. I put the picture down and turn to face him. He's standing directly behind me in an intimidating pose, staring with his hands in his pockets. Oh God, I can't do this, his Jackson smell is pulling me in. I put my head down and begin to fidget with my hands. "Karisma, look at me. Please." He says softly. I do as he asks. "Alyssa got me to stay late to talk to you obviously, so talk to me.”

  "I think we should talk about our kiss." I say quietly.

  "Well, that shouldn't’ve happened. I'm usually able to control myself."

  "Yes, well I kissed you back so this is on both of us." I look up at him…why did I do that? "So, why did you?"

  He lets out a sigh, taking his hands out of his pockets and swiping his silky brown hair behind his ears. He leans down, putting his hands on the desk at either side of me so that I'm pinned between his arms. He's now on my level, close to my face looking directly at me with those piercing blue eyes. I take in his cologne, wishing I could have that smell all over me. Oh no. I feel my heart in my throat.

  "Because you're beautiful...and for some reason when I look at you, I just want to stick my tongue down your fucking throat." I swallow blinking rapidly. Oh God, I think I've just cum.

  "I...I...Ummm." I can't speak. All I can do is stare. Dammit!

  "Nothing to say." he says not breaking eye contact. "I knew when you looked up at me through those long lashes of yours that first day. You just looked so frazzled and innocent. I wanted to fuck you right in that elevator." What the fuck! Well…that makes two of us. His eyes are daunting, daring me to make a move. My body is begging me to lunge at him right now and have him do me right on this desk, but I fight the urge.

  "Jackson. Ummm....Kevin. Yes…Kevin, I'm with him…so we can't." I say finally able to get something out. He inches closer almost touching my lips.

  "I honestly don't give a shit about your boyfriend." My eyes widen in shock. "However, I’m going to respect you, so I'm not going to touch you again." He backs up giving me space. My body wants him to come back, but I think I'll use my head right now.

  "Well, I'm glad you'll respect that at least." I say softly.

  "Yup, but when you are ready for me…you just have to come to me."

  "You're so cocky. What makes you think I will?"

  "Are you saying you won’t?" He says smiling down at me. I shrug. "Please Karisma, you wanted me to fuck you on that desk," I can't believe he just said that, "I can tell by the disapproval on your face when I backed up from you." I really hate that he can read my thoughts. I need to hide my expressions better.

  "You know what, Jackson," I say slowly walking toward him to get in his face, "yes…I may want you, but I can’t do anything about that." I put my hands on his chest and let them roam there and down his arms. Oh my, he's strong. I feel him flexing beneath my touch. "And furthermore, I may want to rip this shirt off you right now but I won't." I say removing my hands quickly.

  "Oh, don't tease Karisma."

  "Why not? You did."

  He smiles down at me. "You're right, I did. Listen," he says grabbing my hands and pulling them to his chest, "I'm gonna be direct with you. When I first saw you, I was immediately attracted and I wanted to learn more. I didn't think of trying anything, especially once I knew about your boyfriend. But when I look at you,” he takes a breath, “I just feel like you’re supposed to be mine. He's had you for years, and you're still calling him your boyfriend. That's ridiculous. You’re worth more than that.” I blush at his admission. He thinks I belong to him?

  "I'm not sure what to say."

  "I just hope you’ll give me a chance when he messes up…which he will." He smiles at me.

  "Is that right?" I reply, being sure not to tell him he already has.

  "That's right." He smiles down at me running the back of his hand on my cheek. "Karisma I won't bring it up again though. I want you take this promotion because you deserve it. Not because I want you to be mine…so don't think that."

  "Are you sure you trust me with your empire here?"

  "I wouldn't call it an empire, and I will trust you once I've trained you for the year."

  "You sure you can separate me and business?"

  "I'm hoping you’ll be my business." He says smirking down at me.

  I giggle at him. "Seriously, stop playing around."

  "C'mon, I'm not a child." I stare at him, making sure he's not just saying what I want to hear.

  "Okay, let's do it." He hugs me tightly, picking me up off the floor. Oh…I hope I can separate the two myself.

  "This is great." He says walking over to his chair to get his jacket and keys.

  I keep thinking about how he feels about me. I know I want him too, but I want to know for sure. Am I possibly falling for him as he has for me? I've tried not to allow myself to think about it, but that certainly hasn’t worked.

  "C'mon, let's walk out together." He says reaching for my hand. I really want to kiss him again. I have to know if I truly feel anything, so I'd know what I'm getting into. He grabs my hand to walk out but I don't move. "Oh no…you changed your mind already?" He asks pouting.

  "Jackson...I-” I look at the floor losing my nerve.

  "What's wrong?" He says walking back over to me and rubbing his hand on my cheek.

  "I just...Ummm." Ugh, why do I lose my words around him?

  "C'mon…you can say anything to me."

  "I want you to kiss me again." I blurt out. He looks at me, puzzled but curious.

  "You think by kissing me it’ll prove you don't feel the same or something..."

  "You know, I don't know how you're able to do that…seriously."

  He cocks his head to the side. "I told you...you belong to me. Your body speaks to me." He smiles. I reach up on my toes to wrap my arms around his neck. We stare at each other while I run my fingers through his hair as he closes his eyes, indulging in my touch. "Mmm, you don't know how many times I thought of you doing that."

  When he opens them I see that he wants me. I pull his head down to m
ine and kiss him softly. Our lips part slowly and back together as one. Fervent current flows through my body making me want him more. He wraps his arms around my waist, pulling me in close as I pull at his hair and grind my body against him. He starts to back me up slowly until we’re at his desk, then he slowly slips the tip of his tongue in my mouth as I open, and back out. We stay at a slow pace, feeling each other's passion and wanting. He lifts me up on his desk, continually kissing me. My heart is beating rapidly but my breathing seems to slow. It's just us…craving each other. I'm tingling everywhere as if his lips are touching every part of me. I feel my body tremble, as he leans me back slightly and grabs my bottom pushing my warmth between my legs against him. My clitoris is pulsating, feeling his penis getting larger and harder against me. He takes one of his hands from my bottom and wraps it around my back holding me against him as he begins to trail kisses down to my neck. Ah. I bend my head back, accepting his touch, roaming my hands through his hair. Oh god, I have to stop, but I can't. I want him just as much as he wants me. I've melted into him as if we're a part of each other. He roams up to my ear and nibbles it softly pulling it in to his mouth.

  "I know we have to stop." He says softly.

  I tug at his hair to pull his head back to face me and kiss him softly once more.

  "Yes, we have to." I whisper. He kisses my forehead, and quickly wraps my legs around him picking me up. God he's strong. I let him have his way and don't fight to get down. Instead, I wrap my arms around his neck and hold steady while he wraps his arms around my back holding me tight. Jeez, now I can see how tall he actually is. Being up this high makes me nervous until he looks me in my eyes. "I only let you stop me ‘cause I want this the right way." He smirks.

  "Oh let me, is that right?" I giggle.

  "Right. Karisma...you'll be mine." He kisses me softly once more. "C'mon, let's go before I kidnap you." He lets me down as I laugh and leads me out. On the way down, he keeps his arm wrapped around my waist, not wanting to let me go. We walk quietly to my car, relishing in our moment while we can. Once at my car, he pulls me to the front of him wrapping both his hands behind me. "I really don't want you to go." He says quietly, looking down at me. I run my fingers through his hair once more. I think I enjoy doing that.