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The heels of her boots click as she walks down the hall. I didn’t want to fight with her; I want her to take care of herself. Why was it so hard for her to understand that? The door slams as she leaves.
I hole up in my office for most of the morning, not wanting to run into Olivia. I wasn’t in the mood to talk to her, but by lunchtime, I had to see her. I hate it when she’s angry at me. Because she walked out of my apartment upset, I didn’t get the kisses that would hold me over throughout the day. I need them now. I need to feel her warm body in my arms. I text her first, hoping she will answer.
Can we talk? Please.
O: Where are you?
My office. Please come.
O: I’ll be there in a few minutes.
Anticipating her visit, I pull the shade tightly closed on my glass door. I don’t want prying eyes to see our displays of affection. Multiple times, even though I knew it wasn’t appropriate, I tried to seduce Olivia into having sex with me in the office.
Each time I got her to the point of desire, she would push me away as her modesty got the best of her. The furthest I ever got was fingering her to a quick orgasm. I wait for her, hoping she wasn’t itching for a fight. All I want to do is hold her. Olivia arrives three minutes after she last texts me. Her presence puts a smile on my face.
“Shut the door, please.”
She closes it, and I rose, moving to turn the lights out so that we were shrouded in partial darkness.
“Lucian, what are you doing?”
“You robbed me of something this morning.”
“Excuse me?”
I lead her to my chair and pull her onto my lap. I kiss her cheek then move my lips to her mouth. I taste the cherry lip gloss she usually wears as I devour her. Surprised at her non-protest, our tongues tangle together, and she tugs at my hair.
“Luc, I hate fighting with you,” she whispers.
“And I, you. I love you. I worry about you. Please let me.”
Olivia shifts position until she was straddling me. She makes no protest when my hands cup her breasts, and I thumb her pebbled nipples.
“I wish I could fuck you here. I want you so badly.”
She smiled against my lips and began to fumble with my belt, which shocks me.
“What are you doing?” I ask, staring.
“Why don’t we have sex here? It would be easy since I’m wearing a skirt.”
“Are you the same woman that always tells me I’m a sex fiend? That there is no way, we’d have sex in my office?”
“I decided to give you an early Christmas present. And I’m horny as hell.”
Since she’s leaning over my lap, I reach under her skirt and delve under the panel of her panties. She is temptingly wet, and I move through her folds before entering her, moving in and out. She bucks against my hand and softly moans in my mouth.
“If you want this to work, you’re going to have to be quiet.”
“If you want this to happen, you’re going to have to stop telling me what to do,” she responds.
I stifle a laugh. “I guess I’ll be quiet.”
I remove my fingers while she shifts back against my desk, making room so she can finish undoing my pants. She pushes my boxers down, and my cock springs free between us. My head is wet, and she used her thumb to caress me.
“I want you inside me,” she whispers.
I motion for her to lean back slightly and angle myself at her opening, then I guide her down as her swollen tunnel fully engulfs my length right to the base. Olivia takes the lead, rocking against my hips. I grab her ass with one hand, coaxing her, using my free thumb to rub her clit.
