Mesmerized

by Sahara Kelly

  What the hell had she ever seen in Hanson? She shuddered, trying to forget that she’d ever actually slept with the man. Then again, he’d been a lot different before he’d started to fuck her over.

  Elaine lowered her voice. She didn’t want anyone else to hear this exchange. “You lost the right to call me baby a long time ago, Hanson. What the hell do you want?”

  “You didn’t check in last night.”

  Elaine’s anger mounted. “I don’t ‘check-in’ with you anymore. You’ll receive an email next week with the details of our premiere, just like everyone else.”

  “You should stop fighting me all the time…”

  Or what?

  Her voice was a whispered snarl. “Listen up, you bastard. Whatever you’re trying, whatever you’re doing, it won’t work. Leave me and Greenlight alone—“

  “You work for me, Elaine. Remember that. I can make your life easy or hard. Your choice.” His tone of voice changed, going from one of malice to one of simple disapproval. “Don’t disappoint me.”

  Elaine flipped her cell phone closed, wishing for a handset she could slam down, to ease her frustration. Hanson had to be behind what was going on—the threat had been there in every word he spoke.

  Elaine looked around the booth. Her project. Her team. Her Greenlight. She smiled. Her Mark.

  Hanson would not succeed. It was more important to sell than worry and wonder about what might happen next.

  It seemed like everything in her life was a topic worthy of both those actions.

  * * * * *

  “Elaine, could you give me a hand over here for a second?” Mark pointed toward the central room. She’d taken a phone call an hour earlier, and since then, tension seemed to ooze from her every pore. Someone or something had upset her and he longed to take her stress away.

  Elaine gave him a half smile. “Yeah. What do you need?” She surveyed the booth before following. Mark had already done the same. Everyone was occupied with an interested client, but the booth wasn’t swamped.

  As she followed him inside, he closed the door behind them. The clock in his head was unrelentingly counting down the time they had together. He knew he had to make it as memorable for the both of them as possible.

  “Mark, we shouldn’t stay in here too long. They’ll get suspicious.” She approached him, but stopped short of touching him. Didn’t matter. He could still feel her warmth. There was just something about her that lit his fire whenever she came into a room.

  Mark stepped behind her and placed his hands on the knotted muscles of her shoulders and neck. He massaged her, and she leaned back into him, letting out small gasps of contentment. His body instantly reacted to her quiet moans. Damn, this woman undid him. “I just wanted to make sure you were okay. I saw you on the phone earlier—“

  Elaine’s muscles tensed underneath his ministrations. “Hanson. Checking in. I swear he’s behind our problems, Mark. I just don’t know how.”

  “Relax, Elaine. Don’t let him in. I won’t let him hurt you. Greenlight will be fine.” Mark’s hands left her shoulders, sliding down her arms, pinning them against her sides. He stepped closer.

  Elaine responded instantly, leaning back into him. “Mark…call me baby. Please. I need to hear you say it. I need to erase the sound of Hanson calling me that.”

  What an insolent bastard. How dare Hanson lay claim to Elaine? Mark filled with rancor. She belonged to him. Not Hanson. Never again.

  Mark nuzzled her ear, then kissed her neck as he whispered, “Elaine…baby.” She sighed contentedly and snuggled deeper into his embrace. “Do you know what you do to me, baby? Do you know how hard it is to watch you walk around this booth and not be able to touch you? Tell me we’re still on until tomorrow night. I just need to make sure you haven’t had any second thoughts about our arrangement.”

  She turned around to face him, licking her lips nervously as her eyes met his. He could see the desire in the way she stood, the way she watched him. “I don’t break promises, Mark.”

  “Right answer.” He pulled her back into his arms, needing to taste her lips, feel her tongue, envelop himself in her heat. She responded with equal verve, sliding her hands down his back and grabbing his ass.

  Her response aroused him further, making him nearly forget the other reason he’d called her in there. He pulled the last of his treasures from the adult store out of his pocket. The small, egg shaped item fit into the palm of his hand.

  With his free hand he unclasped her pants and slid her zipper down. He couldn’t deny himself a touch. Sliding his hand underneath her panties, he thrust two fingers into her wet cunt, making sure her body was ready. She moaned into his mouth and kissed him harder, rocking her hips against his hand. He moved the tiny vibrator into his other hand and carefully slid it inside her hot, wet cunt. Her body easily accepted it.

  Elaine pulled away from his kiss and looked up at him, her eyes glazed over with lust. “Hey…wait…what is that?”

  “Trust me.” He kissed her again as he fastened up her clothing, then grabbed a stack of catalogs from one of the literature boxes. He had to use something to hide his erection.

  He lowered his voice as he approached the door. “You might want to stay in here for a few minutes. You look a little hot and bothered.” He winked at her and walked out the door.

  * * * * *

  Hot and bothered, my ass. Mark had started a fire burning inside of her. Then when she thought he was going to fuck her, he’d left her wanting. What a creep.

  Elaine walked around the booth, listening in on everyone’s sales pitches. Positive energy filled the air. Greenlight had a good buzz going. As she watched her team work, she couldn’t imagine any of them doing anything to sabotage her creation. Although Greenlight was her idea, they’d all helped it grow. Maybe Hanson had somehow managed to do it from afar. Even though she knew that was unlikely, she just couldn’t imagine anyone else out to hurt her.

  Her gaze shifted to Mark and she stopped for a minute, enjoying the view. He was definitely something she’d rather focus her attention on. He stood casually with his hands tucked in his pockets in front of one of the literature stands, clearly selling the man in front of him on Greenlight. He stole a glance in her direction, catching her in mid-stare. She smirked, trying to play it off, but he gave her a small knowing grin before turning back to his customer.

  Elaine turned away from Mark, hoping to get him off her mind for more than half a second. She paused as a sort of strange sensation overtook her. Emanating from her cunt, tingles rippled through her body. She gasped as her knees got a little weak and she placed a hand on a table to keep herself steady. What had Mark done to her?

  Her gaze sought out Mark again, who now leaned against a nearby podium, one ankle crossed over the other, hands still in pockets. It felt like there was a mini vibrator in her pussy and if that were true, the culprit was right there in front of her, a crooked grin on his face, selling Greenlight and stealing glances at her. Oh she was going to make him suffer when she got her hands on him!

  She sat down on the nearest chair, not trusting her legs to hold her up. The man was cruel, but damn, the vibration was nice. It wasn’t strong enough to launch her into a colossal orgasm, but it sure gave her a nice buzz. She closed her eyes, enjoying the sensation.

  Then it was gone. She jerked open her eyes and turned to where Mark had been standing, but he wasn’t there anymore.

  A warm hand touched her shoulder and she whipped around to look up at Mark. “You’re looking a bit flushed. Is something bothering you?” He pretended concern, but she could see the mischief in his eyes. Then he referred down with a quick nod of his head.

  Elaine’s gaze swept down his magnificent torso while trying to fan the fire in her cunt. He’d pulled a hand out of his pocket revealing a slim white plastic object with a dial and a switch. He casually flipped the switch and cranked the dial just a bit and her cunt vibrated, firing right back up again. Her eyes widened and she stared at hi
m. “Oh, you are soooooooo mean.” She took a few deep breaths to hide the mini-orgasm ready to burst through her body.

  “I don’t know if this is meaner for you or for me watching you.” His voice was tight.

  Elaine stared at the large bulge tenting his pants, then met his eyes and slowly licked her lips. She knew she was playing with fire, but there was no way she’d be the only one affected.

  His eyes narrowed and he cranked the dial a bit further. She gripped the armrests of the chair and took deep breaths, refusing to let the pleasure overtake her body. But she wanted to, desperately. They stared at each other as though daring the other to be the first one to offer surrender.

  Finally, Mark flipped the switch and her cunt ceased its agitation, but by no means did it calm down. Maybe she’d end up so wet the darn thing would just slide right on out of her. Then again, having it fall down her pant leg in front of a potential client might not be a good thing, either.

  Mark slipped his hand back into his pocket, successfully hiding both his arousal and the device that was her personal tormentor. He grinned at her, then stepped away to greet someone he’d obviously met the day before.

  Once again, the same question ran through her thoughts. Why the hell does he have to be my boss?

  “Hey, Elaine, Larry can’t remember how to move around the pages again. Can you go rescue him?” Jack broke her concentration and she was thankful for it. Maybe a little working would take her mind off of Mark and the effects he had on her mind and body. She stood up carefully, her body still weak from the recent pleasure, and walked over to where Larry was stationed.

  Larry nodded as she approached then turned back to the man he was speaking with. “Ah, here she is. This is Elaine Ridgley. She designed and built Greenlight.”

  Elaine listened to their questions then stepped into full salesperson mode. “Right here, just keep clicking the arrows up and down until the page is where you want it. If you were in the page creation section, you could just use the drop down menus. I wanted to make sure that Greenlight was one hundred percent versatile for all of your website building needs. From informative marketing to e-commerce. It’s all right here at your fingertips. Nice and easy.” Elaine smiled her best fake sales smile.

  “Yeah, and cheap, too.” Larry always cut to the chase. “Here, let me just go over to this page and we can sign you up for your first month. We have complete customer service and you can cancel at any time. We’ve got a special offer running for anyone who signs up here at the Creative Solutions show. I’ll give you a free month if you sign up right now. And we’ll even help you build it. Here. How do you spell your last name, Robert?”

  Over and above his sleazy used car sales smile Larry was an excellent closer. Elaine left the new client in Larry’s capable hands and walked to the other side of the booth to check on Tom.

  “And then, um…I think you can just type in whatever you want the page to kinda say after you click on the generic design for it.” Tom stammered through his presentation to an attractive woman in an expensive suit. Under the best circumstances, Tom wasn’t a great seller. When a woman was the client, Tom tended to freeze.

  The potential client shook her head. “But I need full graphics capability. I can’t just use one of the templates and upload my logo. My site needs to stand out more than that.”

  Elaine stepped in to rescue Tom, knowing that if they didn’t give her the answer she wanted, this woman would take her business elsewhere. “Well, that’s why we have a full creative department backing up Greenlight. We can design and build your entire site, then hand it over to you. Just by logging in on the manager screen, you can make last minute updates or changes from your office, or even remotely. We’re always available to update the site, but you will have complete control over your website whenever you need it. All controls and text are just mouse clicks and keyboard strokes away. Tom, take her though the tutorial. Show her what Greenlight is made of.”

  Tom gave Elaine a meek smile and whispered, “Thanks” before he began the tutorial. Elaine forced herself to walk away. Tom had clearly known he’d needed help, but had been afraid to ask. The poor guy needed a self esteem boost because he really wasn’t a bad seller, he just doubted his abilities, which weakened his approach. Now that he was back on track, she assumed he’d do just fine. She made a mental note to watch him closer, but to also praise him when he made a sale.

  Then, it happened again, a buzz filling her cunt. Elaine cursed under her breath. She’d almost forgotten about Mark’s damn mini-vibrator, but its merciless dull vibration had her on edge within moments.

  Then it quickened. Her mind flashed back to last night and all the ways Mark had fucked her, and she nearly bit her hand to hold back a moan. She glanced around the booth. Where the hell was he?

  On tingling legs, she sped over to the other side of the booth. Her tormentor stood there in a heated conversation with Jack. Had Mark discovered something about Jack that made him suspicious? Mark’s eyebrows were furrowed and he was shaking his head. Jack gestured sharply. Elaine was just far enough away that she couldn’t tell what they were saying.

  The darn vibrator went up a notch in speed.

  Mark had one hand in his pocket. Did he even know he was fucking with the damn remote control?

  Speed up, slow down. She couldn’t help but shift her hips back and forth a little. Merciless. Absolutely merciless. Her mind continued to conjure memories of last night. The way he watched her. The sound of his voice as he talked dirty to her.

  Her eyes practically rolled back in her head and she tried to think about anything but the yearning ripping through her. The spasms jolting through her cunt were ruthless. She wanted to scream out at him to stop fiddling with the remote, but she was getting far too light-headed fighting the pleasure from overtaking her entire being there on the expo floor. One more flashback to last night, his naked body and his incredibly large cock filling her, and she couldn’t stand it anymore.

  “Mark, I need to talk to you right now. In private. You two can talk later.”

  Jack threw up his hands and stalked away as Mark followed her into the central room.

  * * * * *

  “Close the door.”

  He did as he was told. Watching her arousal grow, knowing he controlled her pleasure even from afar, had nearly caused him to call a meeting with her in the central room as well. He’d been tired of holding a brochure over his cock or having to stand behind a rack or podium all the time.

  “Do you have any idea what you were doing to me?” She didn’t wait for his answer before unbuttoning his pants, pulling out his shirt and lowering his briefs and pants to his knees. Her lips sought his in a thermonuclear lock.

  He picked her up, set her on the table, his hands sliding her pants and panties down her legs as she fought to be free of them. He reached between her legs, sliding two fingers inside her wetness to remove the dully vibrating bullet, then quickly deposited it into one of the pockets of his pants. He’d have to remember to turn it off later.

  Wait. It was on? He hadn’t even realized he’d turned it on. How long had he left it going? Had she talked to potential clients like that? He pulled away from their kiss. “God, baby, I’m an asshole. I didn’t mean to leave it on. I’m so sorry.”

  She growled up at him. “Don’t apologize. Just shut up and fuck me.”

  All of his thoughts ceased as she wrapped one of her legs around his waist and pulled him close. He was finally able to do what he’d been thinking and dreaming about all day.

  Thrusting his cock deep inside her, they both let out quiet gasps and moans. He leaned in and kissed her again, needing to mask the sounds of their passion. His tongue delved deeper as he kissed her harder and his thrusts increased to match the rhythm her hips were grinding out.

  The slick walls of her cunt began to spasm around his cock and her hands grabbed his arms tightly as her whole body trembled.

  With one final thrust he came in her. She rocked her hips
as he came, prolonging his orgasm.

  He bent his head to hers, his hands stroking up and down her arms. “I really didn’t mean to leave it on. I’m so sorry. That wasn’t meant to be a torture.”

  “That’s okay. I’m better now. Much better. Thank you.” She raised her lips to his, gracing him with a slow, lingering kiss.

  As much as it pained him, he pulled his cock from her warm hiding place. Their gazes locked. He knew she felt the absence, too, but they had to get back out on the floor before anyone suspected anything.

  Putting themselves back together, they didn’t say a word. Just watched each other. Longing for more, but knowing there was no time.

  She walked out of the room first, and he followed with yet another stack of catalogs. Tom had a rather perplexed look on his face as he held a hand out toward Mark. “I, umm…need a catalog. Did you two find everything all right in there?”

  “Sure. We’re almost out of these catalogs. The show must be going well.” Mark handed the catalogs to Tom and walked away, hoping the after-sex glow wasn’t bright enough to elicit comment.

  The rest of the afternoon, Mark had trouble pulling his eyes away from Elaine. He couldn’t go near her for fear he’d drag her back into the central room and go for it again. Of course, if he took her in there again, they’d likely shake down the booth and everyone would find out what was really going on between them.

  She cleverly avoided him, always with a sultry expression on her face, or one of mischief. There always seemed to be a reason for her to go to the other side of the booth from where he was. It was just as well.

  And she was far from an angel. Once, when she knew only he was looking, she ran her hand down her breast to her stomach, then over her hips, landing just to the side of her clit. Oh how he wanted to finish that caress for her.