Office Romances

Thea watched Runes walk out of the reception area, a confident and arrogant look on his face. She smirked, let's see how that plays out for him.

Just as she was about to sit down again, a young woman in a tailored suit walked over to her.

"Ms. Thea?" the receptionist asked, a polite smile on her face. "Mr. Blackwood asked me to give you this. It's a visitor's pass. Please wear it and take the elevator to the top floor. His assistant will meet you there."

Thea took the pass, a small, knowing smile on her face. She attached it to her dress and walked to the elevator. Her gown, a deep emerald color, hugged her body in a way that showed her curves without revealing much. It was a dress that was both provocative and elegant.

She stepped out of the elevator and was met by a woman who directed her to Seth's office. The door was slightly open. Thea could hear the low murmur of voices. She peeped in, eyes scanning the room in silence.

Seth was at the head of a long, dark wood table. Several men and women in business suits were seated around it. She stared at Seth, his brows knitted in seriousness.

Just when she wanted to step away, she ended up stumbling forward and pushing the door open.

They all looked up when she entered. Seth's eyes found hers, and his expression changed. The look of focused concentration on his face disappeared, replaced by childlike excitement.

"The meeting is over," he said, his voice low . The business partners looked at each other, then at him, and then at Thea. They did not question his words. They simply gathered their papers and walked out of the office.

Thea stood in the center of the room, her eyes on the empty space. He stands up, his hands in his pocket.

“Hey.”

Thea smiled. “Hey.”

She walked into the office as the door swung close behind the last person.

Thea walked around the large office. The space was a reflection of Seth himself. It was huge with dark colours.

“I wasn't thinking you would stop by early.” He asked.

She walked to the large glass wall that made up one side of the room, a smile on her face. From there, she could see the entire city below. She was at the top of the world.

"Am I disrupting something?" she asked, her voice a low whisper.

Seth's eyes were on her. He did not seem to hear her question. His gaze was fixed on her body, on the way the fabric of her dress hugged her curves. He was so focused on her that he could not speak.

"Seth?" she asked again. "Did I disrupt something?"

"No," he said, his voice hoarse. "You didn't disrupt anything." He cleared his throat. "I asked you to come here because I wanted to take you to dinner. I made a reservation at a restaurant. I thought we could have a nice evening."

Thea nodded, completely unaware of the effect she was having on him. She looked out at the city below, a small smile on her face. "That sounds nice," she said.

She turned to face him again, her eyes on his. "So, where are we going? Somehwere I know?"

Seth's hands clenched. He looked at her, his eyes watching her in silence. He could not focus on her words. He could only focus on her body, on the way her hips swayed when she walked.

He wanted her. He wanted her now.

“This was sudden. I mean, inviting me over to your office, quite unexpected..” she said.

Seth nodded, his eyes fixed on her waist with a look Thea was yet to see. He turned his head as though trying to shake off the doery thoughts in his head.

“Yeah..” he muttered but his eyes went over to her again and this time she was leaning over the glass wall, her back slightly arched. “So when are we leaving?”

"Thea," he said, his voice low and strained. "I'm not going to be able to wait for dinner."

She turned to jim, a look of cofuisin in her eyes. “What? Why?”

He walked over to her and leaned close, his erection pressing over her ass. Thea gasped, bitting her lower lip. “Seth..”

“Uhm?”

“You said dinner.” She chuckled

“You are dinner.” He said with a smirk, placing a kiss on her neck.

Thea wiggled her way out of his grip, her hand pulling his tie and keading him towards his desk. Seth smirked.”What are you doing?”

She sat down on his desk, her legs hanging over the side. He stood between her legs, his hands on her knees. He looked at her, his eyes asking her a question without words. She pulled him in by the tie, yanking it out of place.

“What do you think?” She asked.

She reached out and wrapped her arms around his neck, pulling him down to her. He kissed her, a deep, hungry kiss that was a promise of what was to come.

His hands roamed her body, finding the zipper of the damned dress that has haunt him ever since she walked into the office.

Just when he was about to pull the zipper down, Thea pulled away from him, putting a reasonable distance between them with a smile.

Her eyes went over the chair behind him and back at him. Seth sat back in his chair and Thea went on her knees, pulling her hair back in a ponytail. She pulled down the zipper of his pants, releasing his dick.

Seth leaned back, his eyes hooded as her hands moved over the length of him.

The phone on the desk rang. It was Arian. Thea and Seth stopped. The sound of the phone was a cruel interruption.

Seth reached for the phone, his body still connected with hers. "Arian," he said, his voice low and strained.

Thea did not stop. She reached down, licking his tip teasingly. She could feel his body tense. He was trying to talk on the phone, but his body was responding to her.

+Hey. How did the meeting go?” Arian asked.

"Yes, the meeting is over," he said, h9s voice strained,1. "I had to reschedule. Something came up."

Thea moved faster, her hands on his hips. She could feel his body shaking. He was trying to talk on the phone, but he was completely losing control.

"Okay. The deal with Zeal..."

"Yes," he said. "The deal with still is in place. We'll sign the paperwork next week."

Thea went deep down, making Seth groaned, goodness she felt so good!

"Seth?"

"I'll call you back."

He hung up the phone.

He looked down at Thea, his eyes filled with a wild, uncontrollable desire. He had lost control. She had taken it from him. She had a smirk on her face. She was challenging him.

"You like that?" she whispered. "I'll do it again."

He shook his head. He pulled her up, her body now facing the glass wall. Her back was to him. He was behind her. He held her hips, his body pressed against hers. He entered her again.

She leaned her hands on the glass wall, her body pressed against the cool surface.

"I am the one in control here," he whispered in her ear.

"Prove it," she challenged, her voice a low, throaty growl.

He began to move inside of her again, his body moving with a sense of urgency. His hands held her hips. He was in complete control now.

He moved faster and harder. She held on to the glass wall. She was his. She had given herself to him completely.

He whispered dirty words in her ears. He told her what he was going to do to her. He told her that he owned her. She responded by moving her body, challenging him.

The climax was intense. Their bodies shook with the force of it. They held on to each other, their bodies slick with sweat. They were in his office, in his space, on his desk.