Desire Unexpected

by S. J. Maylee

  “Oh, sir.” A tangle of emotions swept through her, leaving her feeling like she was falling from earth and straight into the sun. “I’m coming.” She screamed her release as strong sparks of desire lit in hot blasts all over.

  He swirled his tongue in circles around her clit. The whole time, he pumped his finger into her ass. Finally, he sucked her clit back into his mouth, keeping the orgasm rolling and bringing her more pleasure than she’d ever known. The deep sucking pulls quieted to tender kisses.

  He was granting her wish, yet she was needier for him than ever before. She needed to feel his cock pushing inside her, filling her up and connecting them together.

  “I’ll be right back.”

  “Where are you going?” Need coiled in her belly, but her body had never been so relaxed.

  “Just fetching a condom which is about all the time I’m willing to give you to recover. I need to get inside you.” Once he had the condom on, he pulled her hips down and he shifted his weight over her.

  She raised her arms over her head and grasped the bracelet he’d given her. It grounded her in the moment and reminded her of the choices that had led to this moment. No amount of tugging and pulling could get her to forget about Ethan.

  From the beginning, he’d been a fantasy, a pipe dream. She never would have guessed how much they’d have in common or how comfortable she’d feel talking with him.

  Her infatuation might have begun many weeks ago, but now there was something between them. It was evident in his actions, not just hers. He wanted this. He wanted her.

  “Oh, Ethan.”

  “Your willingness to submit to me is quite beautiful.” He brushed his touch over her bracelet and her fingers keeping her restrained. “Thank you.” The tip of his cock dragged through her folds. He pushed in barely an inch.

  “I need you.” She rocked against him, taking another inch, and breathing in the intoxicating smells of her sex and the tangling musk of their sweat.

  “So tight.” He swiveled his hips, pulling from her and corkscrewing further inside.

  “Oh my, that felt good. Do it again.”

  He complied and then pulled from her completely.

  “I was getting ready to come again.”

  “I had a feeling. Damn, girl, your grip is tight.” He pulsed at her entrance again. “I’m certainly not taking orders from you, nor will I make it that easy. I want this first time to last long enough for me to get to know what pushes you higher, what gets you to grip my cock tight in your pretty pussy.” He continued to pulse at her entrance, making each touch more sensitive than the one before.

  She shook her head from side to side, breathing out a long moan.

  “Can you feel your loss of control?” He pushed further inside and when she attempted to take more, he pulled completely out.

  “Don’t, please. I won’t do that again.” She wanted to pull him down to her, but knew it could make him retreat more. Instead, she stayed in her position, griping her bracelet.

  He lowered his forehead to hers and looked directly into her eyes, as he pushed back inside, slow and steady.

  She moaned through the ripples of pleasure, licking her lips. This is where she wanted to be, beneath him, submitting to his demands.

  Once he was fully seated, they rolled their hips in an easy rhythm. Nothing was rushed. He was taking his time driving her insane with need.

  “There we are.” He ground his pelvic bone over her clit. “I knew we would fit together.”

  “I’d hoped, but had no idea.” She swiveled her hips, shaking around the lushness of the moment. “How did you know?”

  “It’s the way your body moves when I’m near you. You respond to the tiniest of shifts. Are you not aware of the effect you have on me?”

  “No, not at all. I think I was more consumed with how much I wanted you. And … oh my, oh, Ethan …” She could no longer think straight. Never before had her whole body hummed in pleasure. She pushed her heels against her mattress and pulled on her bracelet, the form giving her enough resistance to ground her in the moment. She didn’t want it to ever end.

  “Nadia, look at me.” He fully seated his thick cock inside her, but he stopped all movement. “Nadia.”

  She looked into his dark eyes and stilled all her movement.

  “Stay with me.” He shifted ever so slightly, lighting a pathway of consciousness. “That’s right. Keep your eyes on me. This is our moment.” He pulled from her and, with more force than ever before, he pushed all the way in.

  A blast of pleasure hit her.

  Again, he pulled out slowly and returned, never breaking eye contact.

  An orgasm blossomed from within. Her breathing increased, but she kept her gaze locked on his. “Ethan, I’m coming.”

  “I feel it.” He kept his rhythm steady. “Damn that feels fucking amazing. Your pussy is rippling over me.” He pulled half way out and pulsed over a magical spot that kept rebounding her orgasms.

  “Ethan.” She screamed through the ecstasy. “I can’t.” She shook her head back and forth. Each time she came, the pleasure rolled over her sensitive skin, driving her wild.

  “One more. Eyes on me, pet. That’s it. Are you with me?”

  “I don’t know where I am.”

  “I’m inside. Can you feel that?” He hooked both of her legs over his arms, changing the angel of her pelvis.

  “Oh yes. Oh yes!”

  “That’s it.” He slammed into her, over and over. “Come with me, one more time.”

  “Oh my God.” Her whole body shook with the power of her orgasm as together they roared through their pleasure. She let go of her bracelet. Her body felt like jelly. She was still, but she seemed to still be moving, shivering with the memory of all he’d made her feel.

  “You take my breath away.” He swept his hand over her cheek to grab the back of her neck and rested his forehead on hers. “Are you okay?”

  “I’ve never come like that before.”

  “It was incredible.”

  Together they stayed, long after their breathing had evened out. Eventually they shifted onto their sides, facing each other. She was reluctant to let him go, afraid he would disappear. When he pulled away, she begged him not to leave.

  “Shh … I’m not going anywhere. I’ll be right back.”

  Minutes later, he climbed back into bed, wrapped her in his arms and she fell into a deep sleep.

  ****

  Ethan woke before dawn the next morning. Nadia was tucked safely in his arms. He had her locked against him like a prized treasure. Her warm body and deliciously wicked sweet scent had his dick rock hard. She was most certainly a special find, one he didn’t want to lose.

  A cold sweat swept over him and he removed himself from her bed.

  He took a step back and watched his angel sleep. Her breathing was peaceful and unencumbered. If he remained in her life, it would all change. One way or another he’d bring death into her life.

  His desire for her was more powerful now than ever, but so was his need to keep her alive, to keep her far from danger.

  He gathered his things and got dressed in her living room. Leaving Nadia would never be easy, but it was the only way forward. His angel needed a life, even if it was without him.

  Chapter Six

  From her lookout point down the hall from his office, she watched Ethan smile at what must be his lunch date. Was this the reason he’d left before she woke that morning? Dread sank like dead weight in her belly.

  The woman wore the type of fancy clothes that left you feeling she dressed like that every day. Not to mention, the woman’s large breasts and tiny frame created a perfect hourglass shape.

  Nadia took a step back, but remained close to the wall as they came out of his office and headed for the elevator, arm in arm. This was the type of woman she imagined him with, not the mail girl.

  Last night now seemed like a million miles away, but with each step she took, she remembered the incredible things he’
d done to her body.

  Her sore pussy remembered.

  Her heart remembered.

  Did Ethan remember?

  She crossed her arms tightly over her inadequate breasts and pressed her lips together. The best lunches and orgasms of her life were not a reason to stay. Clearly she needed to pick up her sinking life and get out of there before he completely broke her heart.

  The elevators in their building were far too slow. Nadia wanted them to leave so she could stop watching them. Ethan’s mouth eased into what used to be her favorite smile. It wasn’t a smile at all¸ but it made her think of all the dirty things he’d done to her.

  She pushed her fingers against the wall to stop her from charging them both. That was the smile he gave her in the closet and last night in her bed. She’d never seen him smile like that with anyone else.

  The elevator dinged and Nadia tapped her forehead against the wall. Her sweet memory of warmth turned to a burning in her stomach. The hope for more lunches disappeared. He was either playing her or he was playing the fancy woman. Nadia knew from experience which woman would hold onto his affections.

  In all fairness, Ethan had never offered her anything more than lunch, but after last night, she dared to pull at the string and allowed herself to care for him. She’d assumed he felt the same.

  Their night had been very real.

  The real truth is none of it mattered, not really.

  Nadia turned around and headed back to the mail room. The dead end job now only had one redeeming quality. It kept the repo man away. Her forehead bunched under the pressure caused by the white light flashing behind her eyes.

  “I guess I’m a sad sucker.”

  She sat at her desk and put her head in her hands. She had no idea how he could have shared a night with her like he had and then turn his affections to that woman. What they shared had been dirty and raw and real. Never before had she given in to a man like that. Now she feared she never would again.

  A fresh batch of mail landed on her desk knocking over her cup of paper clips. The tiny metal river flowed across her desk.

  “Really?”

  This wasn’t where she saw herself a year after finally graduating from college. If Nadia hadn’t worked as a cleaning lady while putting herself through college, her student loans would be staggering. She contemplated going back to cleaning as she put the paperclips back in the cup.

  Hours later, Nadia returned to her desk with a fresh cup of coffee. The office was almost empty since the boss had never come back from lunch. Most of the staff had gone home on time. Everyone had somewhere better to be, unlike Nadia. Tilting her head to the side, she wrinkled her nose, unable to help herself. She desperately wanted to know what Ethan was doing at the moment.

  She often needed to know his schedule to determine if an important piece of mail should be delivered to his office or couriered to his home. With the information at her disposal, she could access his calendar. Her fingers tapped a dance along her desk. It would be crossing another line into his privacy.

  Unease grew in the bottom of her belly, but she knew she wouldn’t get a moments peace until she knew. While taking a twirl in her chair, she confirmed no one was lurking about.

  It took a quick look at his schedule to learn he was to have dinner with the busty dame that had claimed most of his day. The appointment, labeled client, included a picture from some glitzy event at the Opera House. Her name was Mrs. Windthrop.

  “Well, that’s just dandy.”

  Nadia opened her browser. A simple search on the net told her Mrs. Windthrop came from money, lucky her. However, her ass of a husband wasn’t shy about showing off his play things or leaving abusive marks on his wife’s skin.

  “Pig.” Hopefully Mrs. Windthrop was looking to trade up. Ethan would certainly be an improvement.

  She pinched the bridge of her nose, wishing she’d already told Ethan how much she cared for him, not that he gave her a chance that morning. For all she knew, he’d left the moment she’d fell asleep.

  “Shit.” He probably left soon after he got off, probably not thinking about her at all, and instead of protecting herself, she continued her free fall into love.

  She took a deep breath and several sips of her rich coffee.

  A final batch of mail usually came down after Ethan left for the day. Since he’d never come back, there was no telling when her last batch would arrive. Part of her had hoped he’d bring it down himself since she hadn’t spoken to him all day. She’d allowed herself to believe Ethan would want to spend more time with her. It obviously hadn’t been her first mistake.

  A thump landed behind her. She jumped and bumped her mug. Coffee splashed onto her pants.

  “Damn it.” She looked toward the door and found one of the gofers walking out. Ethan really hadn’t come. Perhaps he and Mrs. Windthrop were out for a test drive before dinner. Nadia spit out her coffee as it seemed to curdle in her mouth.

  She let out a heavy breath, blotted her slacks with tissue, and then walked over to the new mail pile. She’d take care of this last batch and then she’d leave. The pile included only a few letters and one large envelope addressed to Mrs. Windthrop. She flipped it over to check the seal, because the new secretary had a bad habit of skipping the important step. Sure enough, this one was unsealed.

  As easily as folks got sacked around her, she was surprised this secretary wasn’t gone already. Nadia pulled back the paper strip on the lip of the envelope covering the sticky part and then put it right back down.

  She’d always wanted to know what kind of services Ethan provided his clients, especially after his confusing statement during the first lunch they shared. “Not literal statements.” It was the big mystery of the office. No one seemed to know and yet they’d all signed the confidentiality agreement. Nadia laughed out loud. She really didn’t know much about the man she was falling for.

  She needed to face the truth. It wasn’t going to happen for her and Ethan. It shouldn’t be this hard to convince someone to stay with you. Maybe if she crossed one more line now and armed herself with a bit more of the truth, she’d have an easier time walking away. The truth had an ugly habit of splitting people apart. He kept claiming he wasn’t a nice guy.

  She tiptoed to the door, slid it closed and walked back to her desk. With a big breath, she closed her eyes and pulled the document from the envelope. She was really going to do this. She opened her eyes, blinked a few times, and read through the agreement.

  “Shit.” She pushed it back into the envelope and sealed it closed, even added a few extra pieces of tape.

  She shouldn’t have snooped.

  ****

  Friday morning, Ethan decided to fill his coffee mug down in the mail room for no other reason than to run into Nadia. He hadn’t seen her all day yesterday, but it hadn’t stopped him from thinking about her. His mission to give her up had failed miserably.

  Her silky skin, soft moans, and tight pussy were a constant intrusion on his thoughts. Even while meeting with Janet Windthrop about the end of her marriage, he thought about Nadia and how he wanted to find a way to spend more time with her. He was even planning to talk with the guys about ways to keep her safe.

  He walked into her mail room and found her seat empty. He sat in her chair and examined her desk. Nothing personal. He could have sworn she had a couple family photos on her desk. He turned to the left, where he’d seen her looking the day he’d been in Milwaukee, just three days ago, and found a post card of the America Windows.

  “Good morning, Ethan.”

  He turned to find one of his gofers. “Is Nadia off on a run?”

  “Nope, she called in sick today.”

  “Ah, okay. Thanks.”

  Her desk did seem different. He opened a drawer and found an envelope addressed to him. He tore it open and found a letter of resignation.

  “Damn.” Why would she quit?

  He tucked the letter and the post card in his jacket pocket and made his way t
o research.

  “Toby.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  “I want to know everything we’ve got on Nadia.”

  “Nadia from the mail room?”

  “Yes.”

  “The one you like to flirt with?”

  He looked at Toby.

  “Yes, that one. Okay.” He smartly turned back to his keyboard. “Let me pull up her file. Here it is.”

  “Is she home now?”

  “Ah, yes. She’s using her cell right now and it appears to be in her building.”

  “Can we listen in to the call?”

  “Nadia’s still an employee, right?”

  “You didn’t answer my question.”

  “Right. Yes, give me a few seconds.”

  “Send it to my phone.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  His phone beeped when the call connected.

  “Nadia, come on, come over. We can hang out, go dancing later, and you can forget all about that jerk.”

  “I shouldn’t. I need to decide if I’m going to turn in my resignation or not.”

  “You need to get out of there. They don’t appreciate you. Do they even know you have a degree?”

  “I didn’t need my degree to get a job in the mail room.”

  “See, this is what I’m saying. Plus, whatever you found out yesterday must be pretty bad if you’re thinking of quitting. I don’t know why you won’t tell me what it is.”

  “Sure, I could tell you and then I’d have to kill you.”

  “Ha, ha. You’re always so dramatic. Fine, waste away your sick day, but promise to come out with us tonight.”

  “All right. I’ll go dancing. I’ll meet you guys at nine. The usual place first?”

  “Yep.”

  He ended his connection to the conversation. He’d heard enough.

  “Let me know when you find out where they’ll be tonight.”

  “Will do, sir.”

  Ethan stomped his way back to the mail room. She thought ill enough of him to think of quitting. He crumpled the nearest envelope he could find and whipped it across the room. She owed him some answers, but first he needed to figure out what she could have learned.