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Glimpses of her throughout the day and following her home were no longer enough. I rapidly found myself watching her through the windows of her apartment. Some nights sneaking inside her bedroom and standing over her bed, watching her sleep. Or last night, standing on her fire escape with my cock in my fist revering at her physical perfection.
Promoting her to my assistant and moving her up to the top floor was purely for selfish reasons. I needed to have her near me, to know where she was day and night. Only in my spiraling compulsion to have her, I didn’t stop to consider how difficult it would be to control myself in her presence.
My brain and tongue are unable to put together even the simplest of hellos to her, while the need to command each and every inch of her body and mind consumes me. Even now, with three floors to go, my cock twitches in my pants as the idea of tearing her clothes from her body floods my thoughts.
Ripping open her well-fitted white satin blouse, the buttons rattling to the floor around our feet. Pulling the lace of her bra from her breasts so that I can suck her tight nipple into my mouth while roughly kneading the other with my palm. Feeling her heavy breaths blowing over my face as she impatiently waits for more.
My fists gripping the slit of her skirt, tearing it up the hem leaving her nearly bare before me. Lifting her against the wall, those thick legs of hers wrapping around my waist as I plunge my cock into her. Driving into her, my name trembling from her lips as I repeatedly bring her over the edge.
The bell of the elevator dinging and the doors sliding open on our floor don’t deter me. I continue to thrust up into her, not giving a fuck who might see.
“Mr. Ramirez?” Her soft voice and gentle hand grasping my bicep snap me out of my erotic daydream. Expelling a heavy breath, I turn my head toward her innocent voice. In return she nods her head toward the open doors in front of me.
“Get settled at your desk and be in my office in thirty minutes,” the words leaving my mouth are unintentionally gruff before I storm off the elevator, leaving her behind. I briskly walk toward my office, my hard cock visibly tenting the front of my pants. The tip rubs against the fabric as I walk, making each step a painful reminder about how much I need to quickly relieve this tension.
The moment I step into my office, I slam and lock the door. After drawing the blinds, I waste no time freeing my cock from its uncomfortable confines and begin fisting it as I walk toward my desk. Pulling open a drawer and grabbing her HR file, I continue to work my length as I pull her employee photo from the folder.
Those hazelly-blue eyes of hers are so fucking mesmerizing, it’s almost as though I can feel her staring back at me from the photo. My fingers trace along her jaw as I roughly fuck my hand, the calloused skin of my palm a poor substitution for the soft, slick cunt I want to bury myself in.
A cunt I intend to lose myself inside of very soon.
…but not soon enough.
My breaths are short and shallow, as I rapidly approach my release. Standing from behind my desk, I continue to fist myself over her photo. Precum drips from my tip and lands on the beautiful face laying beneath me.
“Fuck,mi reina,” I groan as my fingers smear it over the photo. “You’d be fucking gorgeous wearing nothing but my cum.”
A roar rattles from my lungs, my hips sputter violently, and ribbons of cum splatter across her photo. Fisting myself slowly, I rub my tip through cum until her face is covered in it.
“So fucking gorgeous,” the words are slow and gravelly as I tuck my cock back into my pants, my eyes not once leaving the work of art on my desk. “I’m going to fucking bathe you in my cum.”
With my stance still wide and my palms planted on my desk, flanking her photo, I continue to stare into the brilliance of her eyes. My cum spilled across the image begins to dry and flake along the edges. A smile creeps across my face as I pull open my desk drawer and place the photo on top of the other papers.
Mi reina…
six
ALEXYS
That has to be the most awkward fucking meeting I have ever sat through.
Four hours of Mr. Ramirez explaining in detail the duties and expectations of my new position. Four grueling hours where he practically refused to look at me, and when he did, he couldn’t seem to get his eyes off me fast enough.
Apparently, girls like me are absolutely repulsive to him.
Walking from his office, I immediately rethink my shotgun decision of taking this position. I should’ve asked more questions instead of being overwhelmed by the glaring salary difference being dangled in front of my face.
Who in their right mind turns down a forty-thousand dollar-a-year pay raise to basically do the exact same job?
It could be worse. Instead of being an anti-social douche-canoe, he could be a handsy asshole. Or a yeller. Or like that guy at the publishing company.
Reaching under my desk, I grab my purse. Taking a quick glance at the time on my cell phone as I lift it from my desk, I throw it in my purse and begin my brisk walk to the subway. Relief washes over me when I make it to the platform in time to catch the train. Taking a seat as the doors close, I pull out my buzzing cell phone.
KYLE
Are we still on for tonight
Yes. Still meeting you at 7?
