"I have no idea." He shakes his head and shrugs.
"Who would be the last person on earth that I would want my dad to have mentor me?" Marcus says nothing and just makes a funny face at me.
"Marcus! You're supposed to guess. I'll give you one more clue. Who do I despise more than anyone or anything?"
I can see the moment when he realizes who I'm talking about.
"Cory." He says just one word, but there is no much dislike and contempt in those two syllables.
"Ding, ding, ding," I mimic a bell before saying "give that boy a prize."
"Wow, I still fantasize about punching him in his pretty face. I hate that fucker for what he did to you." He says angrily.
"I know. But today actually went better than I thought it would. He tried to apologize and I pretty much bit his head off. I told him he was too late and to not bother. It felt good to get it off my chest and finally tell him what I think of him."
"I'm so proud of you baby girl. Now get your delectable ass over here." He grabs both my hips and pulls me into his lap. I gasp from the feel of his hard cock pressing firmly against my panties. My dress is bunched up around my waist leaving my thighs exposed for his attention. He slowly rubs his hands up and down my legs, each time teasingly getting closer to where I need him most; before finally dragging his fingertip along the elastic of my panties. I grip the back of his neck with both of my hands and pull our mouths together. There's some teeth banging going on in our hunger for one another. Sex with Marcus is always hot. It's like he knows exactly what to do to make me crazy and his dirty talking drives me wild. Our wet, frantic kisses continue as I grind against his cock.
He grips my hips tightly with his hands and slides them around to my ass before yanking my panties to my knees.
"Your ass drives me crazy, all I have to do is look at it and I'm rock hard." Speaking of rock hard.... I back off of his lap and slide down to the floor between his knees. Marcus groans, "I like where this is going, baby girl," as he quickly undoes his pants. I push them open wider so I can have better access to him. I grip him around the base and pump my hand up and down a few times, before rubbing my cheek along it.
"Oh God, when you do that it feels like you really want my cock."
"I do want your cock," I say and notice pre-come glistening on the head.
"You are like the best wet dream baby. Now please put your mouth on me."
He sounds a bit desperate, which is just how I like him. Who doesn't enjoy having the power to make someone else feel such pleasure? I wrap my lips around him and suck just the head before sliding down as far as I can. I suck harder on the way up and apply pressure with my lips on the way down. This drives him crazy.
"Baby you have to stop. I want to come inside you, not your mouth."
He picks me up and throws me down on the couch on my knees, lifts my skirt up, tears my panties off and enters me from behind. I cry out from the force of his first thrust as he pulls my hips back to meet his forward motion.
"Is this mine? Hmm, is it baby?" He licks my neck and bites my shoulder making me cry out.
"Yes, it's all yours. Take it." He reaches around to rub my clit as he moves roughly in and out of me.
"You like being fucked by me, baby. Do you like it when I’m buried deep inside you?" He whispers in my ear and that combined with everything else he is doing to my body sends me over the edge and he immediately follows. He collapses against my back and tenderly kisses me behind my ear as we wait for our breathing to slow down.
Chapter Fifteen
Present Day- Cory
I'm feeling pretty thankful that Friday is finally here with the shit week I've had. Having Hailey around all the time is a test in self-control. Everything she does is a turn on, it's ridiculous. I thought making her do so much filing on her first day would drive her crazy, but it didn't seem to faze her at all. Instead, I spent the entire morning with a hard-on from watching her in that tight black dress and those red fuck me heels. All I could think about was bending her over my desk, lifting her dress and fucking her so hard she misses me for the rest of her life. It took every ounce of my self-control to not make that fantasy a reality.
***
"Knock, knock," she says before walking in my open door.
"Who's there?" I reply.
"Pussy."
"I don't get it."
"Yeah and you never will." She says with a smirk on her luscious red lips. Damn. She is the coolest girl ever...talk about quick wit. I'm attracted to her brain just as much as I am to her banging body. Okay, that may be a slight exaggeration but her high level of intellect is hot too. She's so prickly and spirited. I love that about her. She takes shit from nobody, especially me and that's not how women usually treat me. I'm used to them falling all over me and she makes me feel like an ugly wart covered toad. Why do I like her so much?
"Can we get to work now or do you want to practice your stand-up comedy routine next?" I ask her, totally deadpan.
"Ha-ha, not. Comedy is not your strong suit Cory."
"I'm good at," I pause to lick my lips, "other things." I say suggestively. She ignores me and sits down in one of the chairs in front of my desk, crossing her legs and waits for her next assignment.
"So what am I supposed to be doing? She prompts after a minute of silence.
"I have to meet with a new client in thirty minutes. I need you to make two copies of everything in this folder. The originals have to be filed in my cabinets and the other two should be collated and stapled together. Place them in conference room two, that's where the meeting is. I want you sitting in on it and taking notes."
"Okay." She grabs the folder from my desk and she's off to make copies. She follows my instructions well and it makes me wonder if she would also take direction in bed. I really need to get laid.
***
I'm feeling great now that the weekend is finally here and I'll have a break from the torture of being around Hailey. Jake, Brian, Tom and I are all at Big D's one of the more popular bars downtown. It feels great to be hanging with my boys. Now that we no longer live together, we try to hang out as much as possible. We're sitting at the bar, shooting the shit with Danny the owner of Big D's when I feel a female hand slide along my shoulder. I turn to my left and find Gen with a G but pronounced like Jen with a J. She and I hooked up a few times last year but she started to turn into a full on clinger and I had to cut her loose. She's got a huge rack and a small I.Q. but she's a decent lay.
"Hi handsome," She says, batting her eyelashes at me. Why do girls think we like that? It looks like something is in her eye and she's trying to blink it away.
"Hey Gen."
"I haven't seen you for a while."
"Yeah, work's keeping me pretty busy."
"You must be stressed out. Do you need to release some tension?"
Could this girl be more obvious? I swore I'd never go near her again but with the Hailey situation I really need to either get laid or a get a blow job. I'm still weighing the pros and cons of reopening the Gen can of worms when I notice Hailey across the room. She just walked in with Marcus, Shelby and some other girl I don't know. I notice that Hailey and Marcus are holding hands and I wonder if they are together like a real couple or still just best friends.
Gen is rubbing my thigh with her hand trying to get my attention back to her, but I can't seem to tear my eyes away from Hailey. Her beauty outshines all the other women in this room even wearing tight fitting jeans and a Foo Fighters concert tee. I watch as she and her friends down shots before heading towards the dance floor. They find an empty spot not far from where we are at the bar and I have a front row seat to the show her hips are providing. She shakes her ass from side to side along to the beat of the music playing. Marcus puts his hands on her hips and turns her around before pulling her back against him, with an arm wrapped around her waist. It's all I can do to not go over there and rip them apart as I watch her grab his free hand in hers and trail her other hand sensually dow
n his thigh. She's rubbing her ass all over him and as much as it killing me to watch this, I can't seem to stop.
"Jake, did you know Hailey's here?" I hear Brian ask.
"No," he says glancing around the bar. "I should've known she'd be out there," he says gesturing at the crowd of patrons dancing. "She's always loved to dance."
"I hope you don't punch me for saying this, but your little sis is smokin' hot. Are she and Marcus together?"
"Tom, dude, you need to stay the fuck away from my sister. She is off limits. As far as she and Marcus being a couple, who knows? They live together in an apartment, spend all their free time together and I know they've had sex because I walked in on them one time about a year ago. I'm still traumatized from it." He grimaces and takes a sip of his beer.
"Gross dude, no guy wants to see their little sister getting it on. Did you beat the snot out of him?" Brian asks.
"No, I didn't because Marcus loves my sister...he always has. If I could hand pick any dude for her, it would be him."
I take a sip of my beer and think about the conversation I just overheard. I glance over to where Hailey was dancing, but she's no longer there. She is suddenly standing between Jake and I as if I have conjured her with a mere thought.
"Hi Jakey," she says hugging him, with her back facing me.
"Munchkin, I wasn't expecting to see you guys here. How ya doing Marcus," he asks as they shake hands.
"I'm great. How about you?"
"I can't complain. Works been busy but that's a good thing."
"Hey Hailey." I interrupt. I swear I can see her shoulders actually tense up at the sound of my voice and I decide to mess with her. I lean in close to her ear, close enough that my lips brush against it as I say "didn't you get enough of being around me at work? If you need some private time with me just let me know." She turns and glares at me, not saying a word. Even her dirty look directed towards me is adorable.
Marcus steps closer and puts his arm around her. If he thinks that's enough to deter me from her, he's got another thing coming.
"Marcus, how ya been, man?" I ask.
"Cory. I've been great." He says glancing down at Hailey. She smiles back at him and it makes me grit my teeth and wish it was me she was looking at like that. Marcus leans down, brushing his lips against hers and I want to push him away and claim her as mine. In all of my thirty years I can't remember ever feeling so jealous and possessive over a woman. I wonder if it's karma paying me back for all the times in the past that I've made fun of my friends for feeling this exact way. Whatever the reason, it sucks big time. This fired up Neanderthal is not me...I don't commit to women and I don't fall for them. I'm not sure what she's done to burrow so deeply under my skin and no matter how hard I try or how much I want her gone, she just sinks deeper and deeper into the cold, dark recesses of my psyche. I'm so fucked.
Chapter Sixteen
June 2015 - Marcus
I love dancing with Hailey. Actually, I love anything that puts her in my arms and anytime her ass is grinding against my cock it’s a definite bonus. Her back is pressed against my front and she's wrapped in my arms and I'm overcome with love for this girl. She has had my heart for the last ten years and maybe even longer than that. Sometimes, I think I have hers too, but then something will happen to make me doubt her feelings for me. This whole situation with her working with Cory has me nervous as fuck. She has had a crush on him since she was twelve and after what happened between them five years ago, I worry there are still unresolved feelings there.
Speak of the devil.... I notice Cory sitting at the bar with Hailey's brother Jake and some trashy girl is hanging all over him. He's not paying any attention to her though...he's too busy staring at my girl. He's staring so intently at her; he doesn't even notice me watching him. God, I hate that piece of shit for what he did to her. I still owe him an ass kicking for it but it would only upset Hailey and in the end, I only want to make her deliriously happy. One of these days she is going to realize that she loves me and only me. All of this waiting I've been doing will pay off and we'll be together always. There's nothing in this world I want more.
Chapter Seventeen
June 2015 - Hailey
The weekend passed by way too fast and once again Monday is here and I've been buried under papers that Cory needed me to file for him. Personally, I think he just likes to watch me bend over - perve.
I swear I can feel his eyes burning a hole in my black dress pants and as much as I want to hate him, for some reason I just can't. Maybe the fact that he saved me from drowning all those years ago means he will always hold a special place in my heart. Whatever the reason is, I find myself in a never-ending battle against my attraction to him. I don't want to have this desire to climb into his lap and kiss him senseless. It's frustrating and gets in the way of my plan to despise him forever.
I have to work late tonight because Cory has a new client coming in tomorrow morning and there’s a lot that needs to be done in order to be ready for him. He gave me a list of documents to print, copy and collate, which wouldn’t be a big deal if our copy machine wasn’t ten years old. I have to make up a bunch of packets because this guy is the president of some big corporation and he may show up with half his board members. Cory said it's better to be safe than sorry and though I don’t agree with him on much, I do happen to agree with him on this.
I print out all the copies I need and carry the tall stack of papers to the boardroom so I can use the large table to make the packets up. There are thirty freaking pages in each packet and he wants me to make up twenty all together. I start the long process by organizing each pile according to page number so I can just grab each one in order and staple at the end. I'm about fifteen minutes into my project when Cory walks in with Chinese takeout.
"Oh my God, please tell me you got chicken fingers and Lo mein," I say with my hands clasped as if in prayer.
"Who said I got you anything?" He teases.
"Ha-ha, after all the years you've been around me, you know better than to keep me here late and not feed me."
My mood is sometimes affected or I may get really angry if I go without eating for too long. Marcus says I get hangry and he's right. I really do. When that happens everyone should stay the fuck away from me.
The aroma wafting out of the cardboard containers has me almost drooling and I grab a container and open it to see what's inside.
"Chicken fingers, yum." I say pretty much doing a happy dance. I grab a plate and add some chicken to it, before looking around for the duck sauce.
"You did ask for extra duck sauce, right?"
"Yes I did. I know you would bathe in that stuff if you could."
"Eww, that would be a sticky mess."
"Mmm, I'd personally take it upon myself to lick every bit of it from your body." I roll my eyes and look for the Lo mein. By the time we sit down to eat my plate is filled to the max as I ambitiously dig in.
"There's no way you can eat all of that Hailey," Cory gestures at my heaping plate.
"Not only am I going to finish every last bite, I'm going to lick the plate clean."
"Can I watch?" He says wagging his eyebrows at me.
"You're incorrigible." I tell him as I shake my head.
"So I've been meaning to ask you, what's the deal with you and Marcus?"
"What do you mean, what's the deal?"
"Is he your boyfriend?" He tentatively asks.
"I'm not really sure why that would be any of your business Cory."
"I know it’s not, but just humor me?"
"Officially we aren't together. We are best friends and we have an arrangement of sorts. I'm sure some people would consider us to be in a relationship and who knows, we may end up together for the long haul."
"So you guys are fuck buddies?"
"We have sex, lots of it, but it's deeper than a friends with benefits arrangement. We actually love each other, I'm the one that's not ready to commit fully."
"Hmm, that's
a switch," He smirks.
"What are you talking about?"
"You're like the dude in the relationship and he's like the girl. You're the commitment-phobe and he's the one that wants to be in a relationship." He raises his eyebrow as if he's waiting for me to disagree.
"As weird as what you just said, there may be some merit to it." I finish my last bite of Lo mein and take a long sip of ice cold water.
"Wow, that was so delicious. Thanks for getting my favorites."
"It was the least I could do since I'm keeping you here late. Now get back to work. Those packets aren't going to take care of themselves."
It only takes me about an hour more to assemble the packets, so after that I help Cory organize his PowerPoint presentation. We're seated side by side at the conference table with his laptop in front of us. I've pointed out a couple of areas that I think need adjusting and it feels really great to actually be contributing in a meaningful way and not just doing busy work. Cory shifts in his chair and I can smell the scent of his musky cologne. It’s a different scent than I remember him wearing in the past. It makes me aware of how closely we are sitting to one another. I can feel the body heat of his leg next to mine and that realization is like an alarm going off in my head.
I need to go home and get away from him before I do something I'll regret. I glance at the time on my phone and notice it's after nine o'clock.
"It's getting late, so I should head home."
"Yeah, I need to do the same, actually. I'll be in early tomorrow and I can double check everything then."
We pack up the food and clear off the table, placing all of the packets I made in Cory's office. I grab my purse and head towards the elevator.
"Hailey, wait up," He yells from his office. I stand there waiting for him but inside I feel as though I should run far away from him. He rounds the corner with his briefcase in hand, looking so professional in his navy blue suit and white dress shirt. His tie is now off and the top two buttons of his shirt are undone. He looks extremely sexy and I hate myself a little for noticing.
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