by Stefani, Z.
Heaven’s breathing escalated as his fingers began slowly to circle her clit.
“Unbutton your shirt,” he whispered gruffly in her ear.
Heaven unbuttoned her shirt and unclasped the front closure of her bra.
“Put your arm around my neck,” he told her as he increased the pressure on her clit.
She wrapped her arm around his neck as she spread her legs wider. The speed of the circles over her clit was increasing, and she was beginning to lose control. She arched her back as he bent his head and took her nipple into his mouth.
“Watching you come always makes me feel better,” he said as he lightly kissed her lips.
“Let’s go home.”
“You’re serious?” he was shocked.
“Yes.” She stood up and immediately began to straighten her clothes. She wanted to make him feel better, and she knew just what to do.
“I thought you couldn’t wait to get back to work.”
“Yeah, but now I can’t wait to get back home. Besides, I think you could use a little quiet time…with me.” She grabbed his hand and slid it up her shirt. He spread his hand over her breast before tugging at her nipple.
“I just need to lock up my office,” Julian stood up; he didn’t need to be told twice.
***
Julian was having difficulty keeping to the speed limit on the way home. Heaven was sitting in the passenger seat—tempting him beyond belief. Even though she was sitting fully dressed and quiet, her mere presence stimulated him. He cock responded to every movement she made. It was easy to forget his childhood horrors when she was nearby.
He parked the car and ran over to the passenger’s side. She had no more than taken a step when he pulled her up in his arms and carried her into the house, kissing her the whole way. He didn’t have time to make it up to the room, taking her straight to their office. He locked the door, set her on her feet, and kissed her as she pulled his jacket off.
She deepened the kiss as he stripped off her jacket. When they got close to the couch, Heaven pushed him to sit down. She dropped to her knees between his legs, unzipped his pants, freed his massive cock and slid her tongue from the base to the tip. She flicked her tongue over the head before sucking it into her mouth.
Julian groaned as her warm mouth slid down the shaft. She pulled back up, sucking as she went. She slid her mouth back down, and Julian involuntarily pushed his hips forward.
“Get up here.” Julian grabbed her under the arms and pulled her up. She looked at him questioningly as she stood before him. “If you don’t stop, I’ll end up fucking your mouth. I need to be inside you.”
He turned her around and began to unzip the back of her skirt. He slid the material down, biting her lush behind as he exposed it. Heaven finished removing her skirt as he spread his hands across her hips. He pulled her stockings down below her knees, kissing the skin he exposed. Heaven bent to take off her stockings and Julian grabbed her thighs and pulled her butt to his face. He slid the crotch of her panties to the side and slid his tongue across her sex. Then he slipped his tongue between her lips and thrust it into her opening.
Heaven cried out as he spread her cheeks wider and continued fucking her with his tongue. She leaned forward and grabbed the coffee table for support. He slid his tongue out of her and began to circle her clit. Heaven felt the muscles in her legs begin to twitch. She cried out when he latched onto her clit and began sucking it vigorously. Her body began to shake as she clutched the table. Julian finally pulled back, but not before planting a light kiss on her spread sex. He pulled her panties to her knees and positioned his cock. He pulled her down to his lap, spreading her cheeks as he pressed the head into her.
“Oh,” she sighed hard as she slid down the length of his cock. She arched her back as she took every inch of him inside of her.
She lay back against his chest as he slid his hand up her shirt, trailing his hand up to her breast, and pulling her shirt up as he went. He fumbled with her bra closure for a moment before he yanked the cups apart and broke the snap. Deciding not to bother with the buttons on her shirt, he yanked the material and sent the buttons flying. Once her breasts were free, he slid his hands across them, squeezing them as he pulled her securely against him.
Julian held her body up for a moment, pulling his member out of her. He held her breasts tightly as he thrust his hips up and forced his thick cock back inside her.
“Oh god,” she cried as she grabbed his arm for support.
“Damn you feel good, baby,” his whisper sounded like a growl as he began to bounce her on his cock.
She held his strong arms as she worked her hips with each thrust. She could feel the energy swirling in her lower body, and it was increasing at a rapid speed. She felt her inner walls begin to tingle out of control as he continued to thrust his hungry cock into her. She was bouncing her hips hard, meeting each stroke with a gasp. She lost her composure when she felt his skilled finger find its way to her spread sex.
“Oh god, I’m going to come!” she cried as her body shook uncontrollably.
“Come on, baby, I want you to come all over my cock,” he grunted in her ear before sucking it into his mouth. He could feel her pussy tightening on his cock, and he was ready to shoot his load deep inside.
Heaven arched her back deeply and cried out as the orgasm rushed through her like a tidal wave.
He could feel her coming, her sex beginning to milk his erection. The feel of her pussy contracting around his cock was too much for him. Julian held her body firmly to his as he began to come.
They both lay still as their bodies recovered from their powerful release.
“I feel much better,” Julian said as he kissed the side of Heaven’s face.
“Touché.” She turned her head to kiss him on the lips.
***
Despite a long night of sex and little to no sleep, Heaven was up bright and early. She chose another pencil skirt and matching blazer. It was stylish without being sexy, and she loved the way it fit. She wore black pumps with a tiny platform and nude pantyhose. She applied a small amount of makeup and fashioned her hair into a big thick bun. Then put on her black-framed glasses and grinned. She looked at her cleavage and decided to button it to the top.
“Old habits are hard to break,” she whispered to herself before heading out of the bathroom.
She rolled her eyes when she walked back in the room to find Julian still asleep.
“I told you to get up,” she lightly shook him.
“I still have time,” he murmured.
“You’re going to be late. I swear I will leave you here and drive myself to work,” she warned him.
“I will beat your ass.” He sat up and pulled her into bed with him.
“Stop, you’re going to wrinkle my suit,” she objected as he pulled her under the blanket with him.
“That’s not all I’m going to wrinkle.” He pushed his full-blown erection into her hip as he began to unbutton her shirt, and kissed the top of her breast as he finished unbuttoning it. When he was done, he pulled the cup down and took her nipple into his mouth.
“Not now, I don’t want to be late for work,” she tried to wiggle away from him, but he wouldn’t allow it.
He pulled his mouth from her breast long enough to speak, “We don’t even have cases right now, there’s no rush.”
“We left early yesterday, it doesn’t look good. I think we should wait until after work.”
“Do you?”
“Yes,” she nodded, hoping he would stop. She really didn’t want to be late for work, but if he kept it up, she would be. She could feel her body beginning to react, and she knew she would only be able to fight it for so long. “I’m still exhausted from last night.”
Damn him! she mentally cursed him.
“Fine,” he hastily moved away from her before it was too late. “But if I have to wait until after work, then you better have those panties off before we reach the front door.”
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bsp; “I’ll take them off in the car.”
“I’m fingering you all the whole way home.”
“It’s a deal.” She smiled and jumped from the bed—fully intact.
***
They were almost late for work. Heaven tried to rush into the building and out of the elevator, but Julian kept his normal pace. He threw his muscular arm across her shoulders in a maneuver to slow her down—it worked every time.
Heaven stopped in front of the cafeteria. “I need coffee.”
“I’m going to speak to my father, I’ll be right back.” He kissed her forehead.
***
Adele and Reese stood at the end of the hallway. They were on their way to get coffee for their bosses when they bumped into each other.
“Thank god for Clive,” Reese said as she watched him walk by.
“Thank god is right! With Julian so wrapped up in the mega bitch, we no longer have the proper eye candy to make the day go by faster,” Adele complained.
“I’m afraid to look at Julian now; Ms. Deville will probably turn me to stone,” Reese chuckled.
“At least we can look at Clive with no demonic repercussions.” Adele sighed, “But I would love a full day of staring at Julian with no interruptions.”
“Clive’s nowhere near as sexy as Julian, but he’s an acceptable replacement.”
“Acceptable my ass. I’m just waiting for Julian to leave Ms. Demon Deville,” Adele giggled.
Gloria walked over to her fellow secretaries. “Leave Ms. Deville alone.”
“Why the sudden concern for Ms. Deville?” Reese asked.
“I noticed the two of you seem awfully chummy,” Adele said haughtily.
“And I noticed the drool stain on your shirt.” Gloria pointed to the spot on Adele’s light-blue blouse. “Ogling Julian King will get you nowhere, dear. You of all people should know that.”
“I was not drooling, it’s coffee,” Adele scoffed.
“She’s drooling over Clive Baker now. She’s afraid Ms. Deville will kick her ass if she looks at Julian for too long,” Reese couldn’t resist the taunt.
“I am not drooling over Clive, and I am not afraid of Ms. Deville,” Adele fumed.
“Liar, liar panties on fire,” Gloria sang.
“Who isn’t afraid of Ms. Deville? Don’t forget that punch she dealt Lila,” Reese shook her head, “I certainly didn’t.”
“I never will. Seeing that bitch sprawl across the floor was the highlight of my life,” Gloria said, chuckling.
“I must admit, Ms. Deville became my hero for that, even though she’s still evil.”
“She’s not evil, just misunderstood,” Gloria winked.
“I think I’m beginning to agree with you, Gloria. Lila and Juliette are the only evil people on this floor,” Reese nodded.
“Juliette’s a stuck-up bitch with a condescending manner, but she’s not evil. At least not evil like Lila Strain,” Gloria explained.
“No, Juliette’s worse, she is capable of anything. Trust me,” Reese said.
“Speaking of the devil,” Adele said as she saw the figure in her peripheral vision.
All three secretaries went silent as they watched Juliette and Lila Strain walk by.
“Sneaky, sneaky,” Adele said under her breath, and Juliette scowled in return.
“Now, they’re the real bitches,” Reese said as they watched them pass by.
“Backstabbing, superficial, maniacal bitches—with stalker-like tendencies,” Gloria finished, shaking her head in disgust.
“The fact that she and Lila are friends gives me the creeps. Those two chicks are up to something,” Reese added.
Adele glared at them. “I agree. It is awfully strange how the former enemies are now friends.”
“They hated each other and they’re both still obsessed with Julian. Their friendship doesn’t make sense,” Reese added.
“Oh, here comes Clive again, how do I look?” Adele squeaked like a pre-teen, fixing her hair.
“You’re so pathetic,” Reese snapped, while discreetly trying to fix her own hair. Gloria rolled her eyes at both of them and walked away.
“Hello, Gloria,” Clive said with a big smile as he slowed his step to speak to his secretary.
“Hello, Clive.” She smiled back. He’d insisted that she call him Clive, but it felt awkward to her.
“I left that file on your desk,” he informed her.
“All right, I’ll get on it right now.”
“Thank you so much, I’ll need it…oh, there’s Ms. Deville.” Clive’s eyes grew wide as he darted off towards Heaven Deville.
“Bye.” Gloria watched him rush towards Sevigne. She shook her head as she spoke under her breath, “I hope you know that she’s taken—really taken”
“You must be Heaven Deville,” Clive spoke in his most dashing voice.
Heaven turned around to see a man standing before her, “And you are?”
“I’m Clive Baker, your fellow attorney.” He gave a smile that would normally dazzle the pants off a woman. Ms. Deville had no reaction, her features remaining as blank as her eyes.
“A pleasure to meet you, Mr. Baker,” she said curtly.
“Please, call me Clive.” His smiled broadened like a schoolboy, despite the fact that her expression was still the same.
“Mr. Baker will do just fine,” Julian informed him as he walked to stand beside Heaven. Julian put his hand possessively on her hip and pulled her closer to him.
“I understand,” Clive smiled, but Julian saw something behind that shitty grin. “You must be Julian King.”
“I am.”
“Good to finally meet you.” He extended his hand, and Julian hesitated a moment before shaking it.
“So, how do you like it here so far?” Julian asked, as he silently analyzed Clive.
“I like it…I like it a lot,” his eyes going to Heaven’s chest.
Heaven was unaware of Clive’s creeping eyes, but Julian watched every move he made. Clive was obviously stunned by her impressive cleavage, and couldn’t pry his eyes from her breasts.
Obviously feeling Julian’s harsh stare, Clive tore his eyes from her cleavage. Clive tried to look around the room, acting as if he hadn’t just been busted—drooling over his co-worker’s assets.
“Careful,” Julian’s voice was low, and his eyes blazed with the promise of certain death.
“I beg your pardon?” Clive played it off as if he had no idea what Julian was talking about.
“They’re perfect and worth dying for—if that’s your choice,” Julian warned him with a grin that invited battle.
Clive pretended to be baffled for a moment before he blurted, “There’s Mr. King.” He turned to see Ayden and rushed away from Julian and Heaven.
“What was that about?” Heaven looked at Julian as he watched Clive rush away.
Julian didn’t answer. Instead, he wrapped his arm around her shoulders and led her back to his office. He wanted to get her far away from Clive’s prying eyes. He shut the door behind them and locked it, then grabbed her and swung her around before pressing her body against the door.
“Mr. Baker has a problem with his eyes,” he slid his finger across the top of her breast, “but who wouldn’t be tempted to openly ogle these beauties. At least once an hour, I want to rip open your shirt and touch them. Or at least see them.”
He pulled the fabric back to expose her black lace-covered breast, and bent his head to kiss the top of it.
“Slow down, Julian,’ she objected when he pulled the cup of her bra down to expose her nipple.
“Why? Are you afraid you’ll like it too much to stop me?” he smirked, as he slid his fingers over her bared breast.
“No,” she lied.
“Stop lying. Your nipples are hard, and I guarantee your panties are soaked. Am I wrong?”
She gasped when he tweaked her tight nipple. She hesitated before she finally answered, “No.”
“Do you want me to stop?” h
e asked, as he slid her skirt up to her waist.
“No,” she groaned, shaking her head.