I watch her ass sway as she walks down the hall back to her office. I swear she added a little extra sway in her step when she noticed me watching her. Adjusting myself, I step back into my cubicle to get back to work. This is going to be harder than I thought trying to stay away from Sadie while at work and not give away how much I lust after her every minute of the day.
For the past half-hour, I stare at my computer thinking about this morning with Sadie. To say I was confused would be an understatement. In all truth, I’m still confused. At one point, I thought she was going to call the whole thing off and kick me out of her house.
Standing there watching her shower had me hard as a rock. There was nothing I wanted more than to push her up against the wall and slam into her; claiming her. But I knew that would’ve pushed her away, and I’m trying everything in my power to play my cards right until she can’t live without me in her life.
I’m surprised when an e-mail pops up from her. Not once in all my time interning here have I received any kind of correspondence from her.
To: Tyson Jacobs <tjacobs@mathers.com>
From: Sadie Frost <sfrost@mathers.com>
Subject: 1:30 Johnson Meeting
Dear Mr. Jacobs,
After reviewing your latest proposal on the Johnson account, I have chosen you along with two others to work on this project. I will need a more in-depth proposal by the end of the week. We will be having a meeting in my office at one thirty today to discuss your ideas.
Sadie Frost
VP of Sales
Mathers Inc.
Sadie picked me for the Johnson account. If I can prove myself with this account, then there’s no doubt that I’ll be hired with the possibility of an advancement right away. This could be my big break if I can concentrate with Sadie around.
In the short amount of time I’ve worked at Mathers, not once have I been in her office and now, after spending most of the weekend with her, I have to act as if she isn’t the most beautiful woman on the planet and that I don’t want to be inside of her every second of the day.
Before our meeting, I start working on my proposal. I have ideas for the project that I’m excited to share, and I make great headway by the time our meeting rolls around.
Walking in, I see that I’m the last to arrive and everyone is sitting in a small area to the right with four black leather chairs and a small table in the middle. The only seat available is directly in front of Sadie. Of course, we couldn’t be at a conference table where her sinfully hot body would be hidden from me. Instead I have full view of her long legs that are crossed with an iPad in her lap as she sips from a glass of water.
I sit and give a tentative smile to the two others brought in on the account with me. From what I know, both Amy and Brent have been with the company for two years and, from the side-eye glare they send me, they aren’t happy that I’m here to work with them.
“I want to start off by saying that you should be proud of yourself for being selected to work on the Johnson project. You three were picked out of twenty-three submissions. As I said in my email, I want…”
Sadie’s words fade as I watch her re-cross her legs. Is she trying to kill me? I can’t stop my eyes from roaming up and down her tan and toned legs where they end with the sexiest fucking red heels. Next time I fuck her I’m going to make her wear them the entire time I worship her body.
Sadie clears her throat pulling me out of my fantasy. “Mr. Jacobs did you hear a word I just said?”
“Yes.” I fumble my pen and it lands on the floor next to Brent’s feet. He rolls his eyes and then smirks to Amy. “I mean no. I’m sorry, Mrs. Frost.”
Why am I always so damn clumsy when she’s around? It only ever happens when she’s in my proximity.
“Amy, Brent,” she nods to both of them. “I want those reports on my desk first thing Friday morning. I’ll have my assistant make reservations for lunch where we’ll discuss how we’re going to move forward.” Her attention comes to me with narrowed eyes. “Mr. Jacobs if you could stay behind, I believe we have something to discuss.”
“Yes, Mrs. Frost.” I blush. I fucking blush like a twelve-year-old girl. I’ve got to get myself under control or I’m going to fuck up my chances at this job.
“What do you want to bet she chooses someone else?” Brent says none too quietly as they walk out the door.
Fuck! Is she going to take me off the project?
My gaze never leaves her as she gets up to walk over to her desk. Hitting the intercom button, Sadie levels me with a troubled look. “Amanda, hold all my calls until further notice and make sure I’m not disturbed.”
“Yes, Mrs. Frost. Is there anything else I can do for you?”
“No. Just make sure I’m not interrupted.”
Her eyes flick to the door before she moves around to the front of her desk and leans back against it.
“Want to tell me what happened back there, Mr. Jacobs?” Each word laced with irritation.
“You crossed your legs,” I answer truthfully.
She lets out an annoyed breath and shakes her head. “You need to pay attention. I don’t want to be a distraction for you and have to fire you.”
Fire me?
I move to stand in front of her until I’m towering over her. Now I see why they call her the Ice Queen.
“Would you really fire me?” I ask trying not to let her hear the hurt in my voice.
She closes her eyes for a brief moment, and when she looks up at me her face has softened. Back to being my Sadie. “I don’t want to, but if you continue to space out for an entire meeting, then I’ll have to do something. I can’t show favoritism.”
I nod because it’s the only thing I can do in that moment.
“How about I fill you in on what you missed while you eye fucked me during the entire meeting?”
I grimace. “That bad, huh?”
“That bad.” She mimics me. Her eyes move back to the door once again and when her eyes come back to mine there’s a fire in them that was missing before. “How are your knees?”
“Um… good. No problems. Why?” I ask confused.
Where the hell is she going with this?
I doubt my knees have anything to do with the proposal.
“Because,” she smiles as she sits on the edge of her desk. “I want you to get on your knees and lick my pussy.”
Instantly I fall to my knees, my hands tracing up the length of her long legs to underneath the hem of her skirt. I slowly take my time traveling the last few inches to her sweet heat. My gaze never leaves her face as I watch her eyes burn with want for me. For my mouth.
“Are you sure this is a good idea?”
“I haven’t been able to stop thinking about you all morning. I need for you to put me out of my misery.”
Raising her skirt until it’s up around her waist, I lick her inner thigh until I reach her soaked panties. Fuck she smells amazing. I almost cum in my pants from her smell alone and how much she wants me.
Instead, I bite the fabric and brush her clit with the ridge of my nose.
Pulling her panties aside, I slowly lick up her slit with my tongue flat until I reach her clit. I swirl my tongue, kissing her beautiful pussy as Sadie bucks and grabs onto my hair, grinding against my face.
“Fuck, yes, Tyson. Just like that,” she moans with each lick and thrust of my fingers.
When I feel her clench around two of my fingers, I suck on her clit; her legs firmly clamping onto my head as she rides out her climax. Slowing my movements, I wring every last bit of pleasure out of her.
Sitting back on my heels, I adjust myself in my pants for the second time that day. There’s no doubt in my mind, I’m going to be hard for the rest of today, or until I can sink into her sweet heat.
“This isn’t going to help me not want you in the work place. Now, I’ll always be thinking of you like this, and your face as you came all over my face.”
A slow smile spreads across her face as she lazily looks down at me. “That was mind blowing. If I could, I’d keep you under my desk to do that to me every day. Unfortunately, I don’t think you’ll fit.”
“Doubtful, but I’ll happily be of service whenever you need me.”
“I like the sound of that,” she smiles down at me. Her eyes sated. “Thank you for that. I really needed it.”
“Like I said. Happy to be of service. I should probably get back to work before they wonder what’s going on in here.”
“Probably. Next time we have a meeting you need to stay focused. I want you to do well on this project. I picked you because I read over your proposal, and I like your ideas the best, but you’re going to have to work with Amy and Brent, and I can tell they aren’t happy an intern was brought onto the project. We’ll talk more about it at the meeting Friday afternoon.”
“I’ll try my best. I was thinking those exact thoughts until your legs crossed.” I clear my throat hoping it will clear the image of her sexy as fuck legs with those heels on.
She bites her bottom lip and then blushes with a shy smile. “I’ll make sure to remember that for future meetings.”
Back to work.
I start to step away when she calls me back to her.
“Lean down here.” Running her fingers through my hair, I close my eyes at her touch and fight desperately not to lean into her. “That’s the best I can do. I didn’t mean to mess up your hair.”
“That’s alright. I thoroughly enjoyed you messing it up. I’ll walk out running my fingers through it. Everyone thinks you were in here bitching me out for spacing during the meeting, so I have a legit reason for having messy hair.”
She looks thoughtful for a minute before biting her bottom lip. “Why don’t you text me tonight when you get done with work? I have to leave early today for an appointment.”
“I don’t have your number.”
“Oh, right.” She looks shocked by the knowledge. “Give me your phone and I’ll put my number in.”
I watch as she lithely types on my phone with a mischievous grin. I want to wipe that grin off her face by shoving my cock in her mouth and watching her pretty pink lips suck me off.
An alarm goes off on her phone and for one moment I think that she’s texted herself with my phone until it continues its incessant noise and a scowl forms on her face.
Standing, Sadie hands me back my phone and gathers a few files along with her purse while clearly flustered.
“Do I need to go down on you again?” I tuck my phone back in my pocket and pick up my notebook and pen.
“What?” she asks looking up at me with her cute little nose scrunched up. “No, but thank you. I… I really must go now. I’ll talk to you later tonight.”
She sweeps past me and to the door where she stands holding it open clearly waiting on me to leave her office. As I push past her, I speak so only she can hear. “Tonight.”
From my cubicle, I watch her step onto the elevator and then lock eyes with me before the doors close, breaking the spell that she has on me.
Only it’s not broken. I can still smell her on my fingers and taste her on my lips as if she was right in front of me. Under me.
Once again, I have to readjust myself and make sure no one is looking. If anyone saw how often I rearranged myself, it would be embarrassing to say the least, and I can’t imagine what anyone would think was constantly getting me hard. Maybe they would think I watched porn at my desk.
Needless to say, it takes me longer than I would like to regain control of myself and get back to work. I’, going to prove to everyone that I’m the right man chosen to work on the Johnson account and not let Sadie down.
Ten minutes before I’m supposed to clock out, I slip my phone out of my pocket to text Sadie only to find a message waiting for me. She must have typed it when she had my phone earlier.
Tyson,
I want you in my bed tonight.
I want to feel your body above mine.
Crushing me.
Fucking me.
Making me feel alive.
Meet me at my house tonight when you get off work. If I’m not there find the spare key under the mermaid rock in the backyard.
xoxo
I’m up and headed for the elevator before I think to hide the bulge in my pants. Fuck! She has me acting like I’m in high school again.
But fuck if I don’t love it.