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by Lace, Lolah


  “It’s lunch time.” He spoke what was obvious in this time zone.

  “Yeah it is.”

  “I thought I would eat you. I recall you texting me last night. Something about tasting your other lips.”

  Shit! Did I say that?

  He stalked toward me in only a few long strides. He was all up on me. Oooohhh yeah, in my Jodeci voice. His lips were glued to mine. I can’t think. He twirled me around until my butt was on the edge of my desk. His fingers had free roam of my body. He meandered his hands onto my thighs. He raised my skirt and…

  “Bash.” I sighed into his mouth. How quickly I felt his warm fingertips graze my panties. “Oh Bash.”

  He removed his lips and left me wanting more. I looked up at him.

  “I’m starving.” He whispered into the air.

  No Blondie, I’m the one that’s starving. He gazed into my eyes and as he lowered himself down to his knees without losing eye contact. Oh my. My pussy was on hot alert. My stomach was doing cartwheels. Is he going to do what I think he’s going to do?

  His hands pushed my skirt all the way up my waist. He was staring at the black lace that covered my throbbing pussy. He pushed his nose in first. I heard him take in a whiff of me. He actually sniffed my pussy.

  Okay. Oh my. Alright. One of my legs shook in my heels.

  Thick fingertips skimmed my hips and hooked into the sides of my panties. He started slowly pulling them down my legs. I was so glad it was summertime. I always keep my pussy shaved low in the summer.

  Bash slapped my calf muscle. Oh! That was my cue to step out of my panties. I did, one pump at a time.

  The door was locked. He made sure of it. Janice would never let any calls through during my lunch hour or when I had someone in my office. I can breathe. I can stand here and take this. I’m brave enough for this. I hope I am. Nothing like this has ever happened to me before.

  Bash quickly removed his suit jacket and tossed it on my desk.

  He grabbed my right leg and draped it over his shoulder. My pussy was open for business. He kissed my lower lips gently. I felt light-headed. He nibbled lightly teasing me. I thought I would faint. He only put chaste pecks on my swollen pussy lips.

  My ass pressed into the edge of my desk. I wanted more. I raked my fingers into his hair and he stopped. He looked up at me and glared. I held my breath.

  His face dove back into me. This time he took my clit into his mouth and sucked it hard. He tapped his pliable tongue over it and sucked it into his mouth again.

  Oh my!

  He moved down and pushed his tongue into my drenched hole. He pressed his entire face in as far as he could. His tongue licked my insides in circles and he lapped all my wetness into his hungry mouth. The tip of his nose tickled my clit and sent shockwaves to my toes.

  I heard panting and realized it was me. The lone foot I had on the carpet began to shake. Bash noticed and grabbed my leg and hooked it over his shoulder. Both of my legs dangled over the muscles of his back. I threw my head back as pure ecstasy started to roll over my body. I stifled my screams. I didn’t want to lose my job. I did want to cum all over Bash’s face. I wanted to give him want he came here for.

  He gracefully lifted me on top of my desk. I leaned back after he cleared a path for me to lay back. This felt too good. I needed more. I grabbed a handful of his blonde locks and forced him deeper inside me. I twisted my hips and started fucking his face. This made him go wild. His face was wet with so much of my juice. This is more than I expected from him. I don’t know what I expected. I guess it wasn’t Bash with a face full of my wet pussy.

  I wanted to scream out but I couldn’t. I wanted to explode all over his face and that’s what happened. A tremor hit my body and I shook so hard my dangling shoe fell off and hit Bash in the back.

  Oh yes.

  Bash soothingly licked me clean as I tried to settle my breathing. He waited for me to stop shaking before he pulled back. He removed my legs from his shoulders. He reached back, grabbed my shoe and placed it on my foot. I sat up.

  He rose to his feet, towering over me. I stood up on my feet and watched him. He removed a handkerchief from his pocket and dabbed at the sleek mess I had placed on his face.

  “Are you okay?”

  “Yes.” I said as I pulled my hitched-up skirt down.

  Bash reached down and grabbed my panties off the carpet. “Can I keep these?”

  “Yes.”

  He stuffed my panties in his pants pocket. He grabbed his suit jacket off my desk. I watched as he put his arms in the sleeves. He did everything in such a regal way.

  “I need to take you to get something to eat. Pizza?”

  “Yes.”

  “Nina.”

  “Yes.”

  “You get really quiet after you cum. I’ve seen this reaction once before.” He meant when we were in my car. “Let’s go to lunch.”

  “Okay I just need to go to the bathroom.”

  “Okay.” He nodded.

  “It’s down the hall.” I grabbed my purse from the bottom drawer. Bash took a step back to let me walk pass him. I noticed the flowers had moved close to the edge of my desk. I pushed them back a bit. Bash followed me to the door. I unlocked it and we both left my office.

  CHAPTER 10

  NINA

  ★TUESDAY★

  I made plans to visit with Bash at his job around noon. I wouldn’t be giving him any oral pleasures. That was not on the agenda, just a quiet lunch in his office. I hope he didn’t think I was going to return the favor. I just wasn’t there yet. I wanted to do some nasty things to this man but thinking it and getting there were in constant opposition.

  I picked up sandwiches from the deli and brought them to his office so we could eat together. Bash tried to give me his credit card number to pay for them. I get it but it seemed stupid. It was lunch. It was less then twenty dollars. He had spent enough money on me. I knew he wasn’t a stingy or cheap guy.

  I had to admit I was nervous. I had been to a man’s job before but it is rare to be invited. I know a lot of men have their side chicks at their workplace. It is so fucked up but it happens.

  I arrived at the building that held one of Bash’s companies. There wasn’t a name on the building just numbers. He called it headquarters. I parked in his designated parking space because he instructed me to. He had a block of five parking spaces.

  The building was huge and the parking lot was jammed parked. If I hadn’t parked in one of his spaces I would have had to walk five minutes just to get to the entrance.

  They had better security in this office building than the one I worked. It made me wonder exactly what Bash did. All I knew was he was a software developer. Shrugs all across the board because I don’t really know what that means.

  I rode the elevator up to the twenty-third floor. That’s where his office was housed. He had the corner office with the best view. I’m pretty sure of that and he probably mentioned it in conversation.

  He told me his business accompanied the top nine floors. I would think that means they’re pretty big. The place was modern and upscale but not too gigantic and stuffy. I got out the elevator and headed toward his office. His instructions were simple and concise. I didn’t get lost.

  I walked into the glass doors of his reception area. His secretary was sitting there. She smiled at me like she was expecting me.

  I couldn’t remember her name. Bash had mentioned her in conversation. She was about fifty-five and a little on the heavy side. Her hair was dyed reddish brown and tightly curled.

  “Ms. Norwood. How are you today?”

  “I’m great.” He told her about me, I guess. She knows my name.

  “Mr. Vandervol is waiting. You can go right in.” She pointed at a set of double doors.

  “Thank you.” I smiled at the lady. Bash didn’t have a big boobs twenty-year-old secretary and I have to admit I like that. I don’t compete with other women and that’s exactly why David and I are no more. I will hand
a man over in a minute. I don’t want to hand Bash over to anybody. I want to keep him. No returns. No refunds. No exchanges.

  The secretary must have buzzed me in. I never heard a buzzing sound but I did hear a slight click of the locks. I walked inside and at the end of a dim hall was another set of doors. This had to be his office. They were fancy cherry wood double doors. That were closed and they looked like his taste. I wasn’t sure I truly knew his taste but the doors were sleek and elegant but not too flashy. I forgot. He does have a Porsche. So he has a little flash in him.

  I was inside the office but I didn’t see Bash. The office was roomy. I closed the doors behind me. I stepped further inside. That’s when I saw her.

  I took a few steps forward and looked over at the other door. This door I was sure led to the bathroom. No Bash anywhere in sight. I looked back over at her. She was sitting on the couch with her long legs crossed. She was rail thin with shoulder length natural red hair. She looked like she was thirty something. She was checking me out. I wish I didn’t have bags of deli sandwiches in my hands.

  She uncrossed her peg legs and crossed them back again. “You have a lunch delivery?”

  No bitch, I’m delivering ass whooping’s and fries. This cow know goddamn well I’m dressed too sharp to be a delivery person. Why was I thinking so crazy? Calm down.

  I raised the bag in the air. I wasn’t sure why I did that. What is going on here?

  Bash finally emerged from the bathroom.

  “Hey.” His eyes lit up the room when he took me in. He didn’t look guilty or surprised. He just rushed over and embraced me and the bags I carried. He kissed my lips right there in front of little redhead orphan Annie. I don’t like her freckled-faced ass.

  Bash sensed something was up because he pulled away from me. He gazed deep into my soul. Eyes, soul, one of them.

  I gazed across the room at his couch. His eyes followed mine, as I knew they would.

  “What are you still doing here?” He rudely asked Annie. Not sure if that’s her name but I’m going to call her that. I’m going to give her ass a hard knock life. Tomorrow, tomorrow I will beat that ass tomorrow.

  “We had a few more issues.” Annie stood. She was uncomfortable and she should be.

  “Like what?” Bash took my lunch bags and sat them on his desk. He directed his glare to Annie.

  “A few minor details.”

  “We were done.” He scowled.

  “We didn’t go over the updated ledgers from the last quarter.”

  This bitch is fishing for trout and she’s about to catch a shark.

  Bash’s brow furrowed. “It’s lunchtime. Go to lunch.” Bash took my hand. He walked me around to his huge comfy leather office chair.

  “I can stay and go over the ledgers.” She was still at it.

  Bash looked down at me and told me to sit with his eyes. I plopped my black ass right down in his chair. He turned his face but not his body toward Annie.

  “Dana, go to lunch.”

  “I can be back in an hour.” Really bitch? She was too much.

  “That won’t be necessary. I will be busy all day long. Go back to Sunriso. I’m done.”

  “But--”

  Bash must have given her an evil glare because she shut her trap mid sentence. I couldn’t see his face. I had never seen him look mean or mad or pissed. I wished I had seen his, I’m the boss look.

  She scurried her size two ass right on out the double doors. Not without rolling her eyes at me. Okay Dana. I got you. Please don’t make me want Bash more. I’m not sure that’s possible. I want him more than I wanted any man.

  Bash started pulling an empty leather chair toward his desk before she had closed the doors. The chair looked heavy but he didn’t struggle with it. He took a seat in front of me.

  “You look beautiful.”

  No-no. I’m not accepting compliments right now Mr. Vandervol. You better back that shit up and tell me who the hell Raggedy Ann is up in here. I don’t care that I have only known your ass for five days. You belong to me.

  My face must’ve done something ghetto as hell because he was just regarding me with skepticism.

  I had some words to share with Mr. Dimples. “If you have work to do I can just take my ass back to my job.”

  “I don’t have work to do so you can stay your ass right here.”

  Did he just clapback at me?

  “Really?” I smirked. I was much too surprised by his words to rip him one.

  “I sense something like hostility.”

  “Nothing slips pass you.” I couldn’t believe how flip my mouth had instantly become.

  “Nina.”

  “Bash.” I rolled my eyes. I was ready to vacate the premises. Let the door hit me where the good Lord split me. Run for the hills. Bounce and all that shit. I stood from the chair. Why was I acting like this? Who the hell am I right now? I took one brave step.

  “Where the fuck do you think you’re going?” He growled and shocked me in place. It took me a few seconds to dismiss my professional persona and jump into my Southside jumpsuit with Timberlands.

  “I’m going to my job.”

  “Why?”

  I don’t know. I don’t have the right to be jealous. If he would stop making me cum I could think straight. He ate my pussy yesterday. I don’t know. I think that gives me the right to be pissed. Does it? Shit!

  “I don’t feel well.”

  “Liar.” He barked. “Sit your ass down and talk to me.”

  “When did you get so rude?”

  “Five seconds ago. Sit your ass down.” Bash raised his hand and gently placed it on my stomach. He looked up at me from his chair. His icy blues were warning me. His hand carried a vital threat. The threat was clear. He could just push my defiant ass down in the chair. No need for that.

  “Okay fine.” I quickly lowered myself back into the chair. “I’m sitting.” I snarled.

  Silence swirled around us as he gazed at me like he was trying to figure out a quadratic equation.

  “You look adorable when you’re jealous.”

  “I’m not jealous.” Reflex words. Shit I’m lying. I am jealous. I’m a Jell-O pudding pop. I’m a hair gel. I’m Jailhouse Rock.

  “Nina, now I’m up to speed. I get it.”

  “Get what?”

  “If I would have walked into your office and found a man hanging out I would have felt a multitude of emotions. Anger may have been at the top of the list. You can ask me anything. You know that. I will tell you whatever you want, need and care to hear.”

  “She has a thing for you.” Right to the point.

  “You think so?” He scoffed like it was news to him.

  “I know so.”

  “Her name is Dana. She is absolutely no one to me. I sometimes forget her last name and my secretary reminds me. She’s a mid-level accounts manger at Sunriso, one of my software companies. I believe you when you say she has a thing for me. I guess I just never noticed because I wasn’t looking.”

  “I find that hard to believe.”

  “I don’t lie to you.” He smiled. “You’re my type. You and Dana are polar opposites. And yes I do have a black BMW. I was telling the truth about the car.”

  “Sebastian...” I was stuck. “I just…” I’m not sure what I was even going to say.

  “You said my entire name. Is that good or bad?”

  “It is what it is.”

  “My son says that all the time.”

  “Your son? You never talk about him.”

  “There isn’t much to say. My sperm fertilized an egg and I was a father.”

  Damn, he was serious. “That is very clinical.”

  He shrugged. “Did you bring my favorite sandwich?”

  “Turkey club on sweet wheat.” He’s trying to change the subject. It was my favorite too from that deli. “I’m sorry I acted that way.”

  “Don’t be sorry for expressing your feelings. I’m not going to judge you. I’m going to listen to you
.”

  “I don’t know why I,” got turned up. “I don’t know what happen.”

  “I know what happen.” He smirked in his mischievous way, the way that caused me to bring an additional pair of panties to work with me.

  “Tell me what happened.” Can’t wait to hear this.

  “I imprinted on you.”

  I broke out into a thunderous laughter. “You didn’t imprint on me. You just made me cum.”

  “He shrugged and flashed his dimples. “Same difference.” He pulled my chair. I rolled as close to him as the chair would take me.

  Then a kiss so deep I felt it in my bones. These kisses could make you claw another woman’s eyes out just for thinking about your man. I wish he were my man. It’s too soon for that. If I put it in the universe then maybe it will come true.

  SEBASTIAN

  Nina had no idea how special she was to me. She never asked if I slept with Dana. I dodged a bullet from an AK-47. I hoped it wouldn’t come to that. I would have told her the truth. The truth was the few times I slept with Dana weren’t memorable. It was more of a proximity thing. She was there. She mildly pursued me. I didn’t have anything else to do with my time.

  Fucking an employee is not ideal but she doesn’t work in my building. She has never tried to move into a position other than sexual ones. It’s been months since I’ve been with her.

  Seeing Nina was the highlight of my day. She is sunshine to me. I did my very best to keep my hands to myself at lunch. I hated to see her leave but we both had to get back to work.

  I left my job after five. I had a standing appointment at the gym with Andy Graziano. He was like a brother to me. We were inseparable in high school. We shared almost everything. We even shared a few girlfriends until we grew up and became men. I had a home gym so we mostly met up to spar, sometimes fight hand-to-hand. Sometimes he would beat my ass. Sometimes I would beat his ass. We were equally strong and we bested each other with our brains instead of our brawn.

  I emerged from the locker room and Graziano was standing on the mat all gloved up. We hadn’t done this in awhile. I missed last week. He missed the week before because he had to testify in a murder case. He saw me approaching and jogged over.

 

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