Imperfections (29 page)

"This view is amazing." I hear his deep rich voice from behind me; it echoes around me, it's not sharp, more calm than sharp.

"Thank you. I'm glad you're enjoying it."

I know he's watching me, I can feel his eyes roaming over my body. I don't know how I know. I can feel it. "I can see everything through these windows. Can people see me through them?" That's an unsettling thought. People being able to watch your every move every day.

"No, they're made to keep prying eyes out and let sunlight in. I like to watch not be watched."

The way he says it sends a flutter through the bottom of my stomach. He's letting me know as if I didn't know already, he's watching me. I turn around and face him. My God! He looks heart-stopping good. He's sitting on the edge of the desk one leg on the floor, the other one grazing the floor, his hands are folded in front of him, drawing my eyes to his nether region where I was well satisfied. Agh! Pull it together and pull your eyes up, girl!

When my eyes reach his face he has a wicked irresistible smile. I'm trying my best here. I'm trying. "You're not saying anything, you're just staring at me."

"I don't want to scare you off. I'm surprised that you're here. You have that deer-in-the- headlights look."

"I felt like a deer caught in headlights out there. I felt sorry for Karen. I thought you were going to bite her head off. A ferocious lion circling its next meal."

"You're worried about Karen? Don't be, she is paid immensely well to deal with me. My assistant on the other hand, you might have to worry about."

"It's good to know Karen's getting compensated to put up with you. I'll pray for poor Steve. I think he's going to get some of what Karen got and then some."

He smiles and lets out a little chuckle.

"So what brings you to the den? I wasn't expecting to see you after our last encounter."

"I'm sorry I dropped by unannounced—"

"You are one of the few people that are welcomed here anytime with or without an appointment."

"I thought I could take you to lunch, but I see you're busy."

"I'm never too busy to make a little time for you. Is that the only reason you're here?"

Boy, his eyes haven't left me since he came in here. I have an audience of one, listening intently to every single word that comes out of my mouth. I feel like I'm on display. "I think we need to talk about what happened the night you drove me home."

He shifts his weight to both his legs on the hunter green carpet and rests his hands back on either side of him on the edge of his desk. For the first time since we've been in here he looks away from me, out the window, then back to me. Like the sexiest lion I've ever seen he licks his lip and the corner of his mouth turns up. "Don't worry I'm safe."

Hmmm. Safe with what? I'm clueless to what he's talking about. Then I get it, I'm such an idiot.

"I get tested regularly twice a year. I believe it's my duty and responsibility for a person who screws around as much as I do."

"That's good to know." That's the first question I should have asked before having sex with zero protection. "I wasn't even thinking about that." I could kick myself, having unprotected sex with a known womanizer.

"You should if you're going to go around having sex," he says.

"I'm not going to be having sex with anyone else!" I'm not planning to make a habit of having sex with a bunch of men.

"Good. I have had a lot of sex with a lot of women, I always use protection. Except when I'm in what I would consider a serious relationship. That has only been twice and the longest one lasted a little over twelve months."

"You're really blunt."

"When it comes to sex you should be. We should be able to talk about anything that's on your mind. For instance, you should be able to tell me if something I'm doing during sex feels good or not. After all, I aim to please."

And you do from what I've experienced. "I'm not used to you talking to me this way. The way you speak to me now is different."

"Does it bother you?"

"No." It's better than patting me on the head like a little girl or worse a sister.

"Good. I'm going to show you all sides of me, good and bad. I don't want to sensor who I am around you."

"I wouldn't want you to."

I can't believe he's telling me this. He's sitting on the edge of his desk watching me in the middle of his office; relaxed and looking good, really good. Talking about sex like it's an everyday conversation we would normally have, while his eyes rake up and down my body. I feel self-conscious, that's a feeling I never felt around him before, and it's unnerving. I'm open and exposed; I feel more exposed standing in front of him with my clothes on, than when he stripped me down naked in his bathroom.

I'm in the lion's den all right and he's in charge. I turn back around and look out the window. I'm trying not to remember me and him doing things we had no business doing in the first place. I hear his footsteps on the floor behind me. My heart rate speeds up, he stops so close behind me I can feel the heat of his body on me.

"Cat, I want you. I know you want me too."

I'm frozen still where I stand and all the alarms in my head and body go off at the exact same time. If he touches me, I don't know what I'm going to do. He walks around me and I step back to put some space between us but he doesn't stop, he backs me up against the desk until I'm sitting; putting his arms on either side of me, I'm trapped by his powerful arms. He's too close to me, I close my eyes and feel his breath on my face, I can't lie, I want him but I have to fight it.

"We can't do this again, Nick!" He's so close, my nostrils flare breathing in his unmistakable masculine sent, and oh my God, he smells incredibly edible.

"Why not?" he says a breath away from me, his voice low and husky.

"You know why not."

"We can do anything we want to do."

He leans into me and I open my eyes as he brushes the side of his face against mine. My breath catches, swallow when I feel his tongue slide over the edge of my ear. I put my hand on his arms to steady myself. I feel myself falling, I don't know what's happening to me.

His hands on my thighs, he pulls me down to the edge of the desk, spreads my legs apart and comes between them. I bite down on my lip, hard. He looks into my eyes and I'm lost. Once again I'm lost in shades of gray and hues of blue.

"Cat, I want you so bad, tell me you don't want me too and I'll let you go right now. I'll let you walk out that door."

I try to speak but nothing comes out, he's right, I want him. I don't want him to let me go. He moves in and his eyes drop to my lips.

"Let me help you, Cat, I'm going to make you feel better. I'm going to make you feel like you've never felt before when I make you come with my lips between your sweet thighs and my tongue inside you."

Holy shit! He's stealing my breath away. The air I need to breathe.

"When I'm done with you you're going to forget whoever came before me and any, you might even think, is going to come after. I'm going to make your wetness rain down all over me, until there's nothing left."

Oh My God! I can't breathe!

He runs the tip of his tongue over my lips and with one flick, I'm undone. Game over, I've lost the fight. I'm wet and he's barely touched me. What's going to happen when he does? He runs the tip of his tongue between the seam of my lips and I open my mouth to let him in. I moan into his mouth and he takes it in moaning back into me, sending tingling vibrations all the way down my body to the center of where I need him to be. I'm so wet I feel my panties sticking to me. I grab on to his shoulders, his hand pushes my skirt up and slides into my panties, playing between my legs with my wetness.

Uninhibited and raw, I moan into his mouth, he deepens the kiss with our tongues moving against each other, wet and hot like his hand between my thighs. Breathing hard I manage to break away and my head falls to his shoulders. I'm overwhelmed with what he's making me feel, I can't think with his hand circling between my legs, Oh. My. God. He's sliding into me with two of his fingers. I bite down hard on my lip so no one can hear me. He runs his tongue up against my neck and I'm barely able to pant his name.

"Nick, we can't do this in here. Please don't make me do this, we can't."

"Why not?" he says in a husky voice.

"Someone might here us, we can't!" My voice is barely above a whisper. I can't breathe with his hand between my legs. "The door, what if someone comes in?"

"What's the name on the building, Cat?"

I can't speak when he pulls out, thrusting his fingers deep inside of me again, three fingers, so deep and hard. He swirls them around in me scraping my walls. I close my eyes and open my mouth, with the shock of pleasure and pain I have to throw my head back. I can't stay still.

"The name on the building since you can't talk is Alexander and Alexander. I can do whatever the fuck I want to do. The only person that's going to come in here is you." His tongue glides from the beating pulse at the base of my neck to my ear. "Yes, say yes, Cat."

"Yes."

"Yes who? What's my name?"

"Yes, Nick, yes."

I feel myself tightening around his fingers as he breathes into my ear.

"No, not yet. I'm not finished."

His fingers leave me, and I'm empty. I moan my displeasure. "No, Nick, please." I practically beg.

"I like to hear that. Say it again."

"Nick, please." I open my eyes.

I don't know when it happened but he's sitting in his chair in front of me. Watching me with my legs open on his desk, my underwear to the side wet, and I'm waiting for him. He grabs me by the thighs and puts my ass directly on the edge of his desk. His hands caress my bare skin, the burning from between my thighs running down to the back of my calves from his touch. He puts my legs on either side of his chair, pushes my skirt up to my waist exposing me, watches me as he slowly pulls my soaking wet panties down my legs dropping them to the ground. I can't wait for him to touch me, his eyes are staring into me like I'm the only thing in this world he sees. The heat I see inside him makes me want to grab him and never stop kissing him among other things.

He moves up close between my thighs again, right above my center. I lean over to pull his lips on to mine but he won't let me. His head moves back and he shakes his head at me.

"No, don't move."

Wrapping his strong arms around my thighs, he looks down at me and slowly runs his tongue over his top lip, back and forth, in and out, like a promise of how and what he's going to do to me.

He looks up at me through his lashes. "Is this my pussy, Cat?"

He moves in so close I can feel his breath on me. He blows on me, and I feel the cool air roll over my throbbing wet flesh. I don't answer, I can't. He rests the back of my legs on his shoulders and tells me to lie back. At this point, I'll do any damn thing he wants.

"I'm only going to ask one more time, Catherine, is this my pussy? Ready and waiting for me, only me. Tell me what I want to hear and I'll give you what I know you want and more. I'll make you so fucking wet you'll come all over this damn desk so fucking hard until you can't stop screaming my name."

He presses his lips to my center where I want him and kisses me like he's kissing my other lips. I moan out loud feeling his tongue slide up inside of me only to slide back out from my wet opening all the way up to my clit. I've never had that kind of French kiss before, but I want more. He swirls my wetness around my folds and I moan his name, "Nick." A tremor runs through me when his tongue covered with my wetness, moves back down to my entrance. He stops to play with my opening, teasing me, and I can't help but move my hips to try and get closer to feeling him in me. He's driving me crazy; I need to feel more of him, touching me, taking me inside his warm wet mouth. I open my legs wider to give him full access to what he wants and what I need.

"Is it mine, Cat? Only mine, tell me what I need to hear."

"Yes, Nick, it's yours!"

"My what? Say it now!"

He says it with such authority and force I know he won't stop torturing me until I say exactly what he wants to hear.

"It's your pussy, Nick, your pussy, all yours, only yours, always, anytime you want it. You want it, I'm going to give it to you." I'm begging and I don't care.

His tongue dives into me and his lips close over me covering my clit. My eyes roll back into my head and his name leaves my mouth. "Oh, Nick, yeees! Don't stop…Please."

He moans over me deep inside of me as his tongue slides in, out, and around me. I'm lost in the feelings he's eliciting in me. My hips rock off the desk: up, down, around, following the motions of his tongue. Bringing excruciatingly sweet pleasure, I can't stop moaning as he sucks and licks me into a wave of feelings and sensations I've never felt before. He sucks me in deep and hard. I feel raw, like he's taking away my wetness only to replace it with more. When he opens his mouth and releases me I bite down on my lips so I don't scream his name in protest for leaving me. I grab his head and pull him back to me. Oh, it feels so good, my fingers run through his hair nonstop.

I feel it building inside of me, building faster and faster; the sensations are taking me away, taking me higher and higher until I can't take it anymore. I can't stop moaning and moving my head. My hips are trying to keep rhythm with him but I can't. I need more, I feel it coming when he pulls out of me. Pushing the chair back, he stands up with my thighs firmly in place over his shoulders.

"Cat, open your eyes, look at me," he says.

I open my eyes and he sucks my clit inside of his mouth. I'm moaning uncontrollably and his deep moan joins mine in the room sending deep shock waves of vibrations through my body. My wetness and his mix together warm and hot, like a vacuum giving me the exact right amount of suction and pressure I need to explode into a million pieces.

When I do, all I see are his eyes, eyes I've known and seen for almost my entire life, giving me the most unbelievable pleasure of my life.

I don't ever want it to stop. I'm gushing wetness and I can't help but scream his name; he reaches up and puts his hand over my lips and I take his fingers into my mouth and suck them in hard and fast like he's doing to me and moan out my pleasure.