However, a few hours after the event had started…
" Oh my God! I can't believe it! He's come! " one of the girls exclaims.
" Who? " another asks.
" Mr. Reeves!
As curious heads turn and the buzz grows, the plate almost falls out of my hands. I trusted him not to come! I was sure I'd have a quiet few hours!
Swallowing dryly and moistening my lips with my tongue, I turn my head in the same direction as everyone else, to watch him approach. The air stops in my lungs. The man manages to look even more handsome dressed informally, but still elegant. I've never seen him in jeans before and… hell, he looks great in them. His black shirt is loose, his hair is now blowing in the wind, unlike the flawless hair he wears every day, and his aviator glasses are over his eyes. I have to stop myself from cursing out loud. This image of him is everything I don't need to keep in my head. I know it will be one more way of being tormented.
As everyone jostles to welcome him, I try to keep as far away as possible so as not to attract attention. Not that it will make any difference, since I'm invisible to him now. I feel so frustrated! When I was with him in that room, I thought I was pleasing him. Today, I'm no longer so sure…
" Reeves has brought Miss Lee " someone pokes me in the ribs. I look at my colleague, trying to understand what that means. " Oh, you're new here, you mustn't know about the rumors.
" Rumors?
" Yes. They say you're having sex. That it won't be long before they come out.
My attention then turned to the girl. She's Jessica Lee, a lawyer. She has Korean parents, but is a naturalized American citizen and has just returned from Seoul to work for the company. I know little about her, and I've already noticed that she's a regular presence in Brandon's office. My impression of her is not the best. I think the woman is a bit arrogant, lives with her head held high and doesn't greet anyone below her rank. However, I have to admit that she is beautiful and dresses very well. I lower my eyes to the cheap floral dress I'm wearing. My lips twitch. I haven't bought a new outfit in a long time. Not lacking desire. It's just that shopping of any kind doesn't fit into my tight budget.
If there really is something between the two of us, it's understandable that you now act as if I don't exist. What's a Sofia Shaffer compared to a Jessica Lee? I snort my displeasure and roll my eyes. It's not very nice to get a reality check. But this way, I'll never forget where I belong. Except that truth hurts a lot.
That's it! My afternoon of fun is over.
He's greeting the staff, which he does very nicely, he seems light, smiling, a side of him I didn't know… Well, the great truth is that I only know his body. I don't know anything about the man's personality. After this moment with the employees, Brandon leaves and walks around the place. He is closely followed by the secretary and Jessica, who occasionally wraps her arm around his, with the excuse of the uneven ground. For God's sake, we're in a park, with grass! Who wears heels in a place like this?
I breathe a sigh of relief when my boss walks away. But I'm still frustrated. Maybe I'll never get used to being ignored by him…
Brandon
I shove one hand into the front pocket of my jeans, while the other slides through my beard. I try to concentrate on the words spoken by one of my employees. But it's almost impossible when Sofia Shaffer is just a few meters away from me, wearing a flowing dress that shows off her curves. Good God, does she have any idea how sensually daring that garment is? The wind makes the fabric stick to her body, threatening to show off her shapely legs. The neckline isn't daring, but it shapes breasts that I know are beautiful. Delicious in my mouth…
I hold back a sigh as I notice that some boys, some distance away, are also enjoying the show. I clench my jaw. Why don't I like that at all?
Jessica hooks an arm in mine, and I'm forced to smile at her. Then my eyes discreetly search for the girl again. Luckily, the sunglasses make my action safer.
She is now surrounded by the same guys who were watching her… I can't help but frown. The guys make a few jokes, drawing smiles from her. Beautiful smiles! Bloody hell! This all bothers me so much.
I didn't even intend to go to the get-together. I don't like crowds. That's the truth. I had lunch with associates and partners, which is almost an obligation. I intended to go straight home. Likewise, I have a lot of work to do. I've ordered my employees to have a pleasant afternoon. However, the possibility of seeing you outside the office environment took me surprised… I commented to Jessica about the possibility of stopping by, and she was surprised. I explained that I just wanted to socialize a bit. Then the lawyer insisted on accompanying me, as did Shane.
I was mistaken when I thought that just one night with sweet Sofia would be enough to ease my worries about her… I was surprised at how intense everything was. She's shy, somewhat inexperienced, almost bordering on innocence, and perhaps that made things even better than I expected.
I've been making a superhuman effort not to get close to her again. And repeat everything we'd done. However, I don't want any complications. Apart from her being my employee, which makes everything even more difficult, I would rather not get involved with anyone. I'm a busy man, I don't have time and I don't need a relationship in my life at the moment. My business overwhelms me and I require focus… But focus is the last thing I'm getting these days, after fucking Sofia Shaffer. Seeing her in the office every day only adds to the torture.
Now, looking at her in that sexy little dress is killing me. I run a hand over the back of my neck, trying to keep my self-control, or I'll get a grotesque erection in front of my employees. And that will be very embarrassing.
I know I can have any woman I want. I'm not ignorant of this fact. My position and appearance help a lot with that. Even Jessica isn't very subtle about showing her interest. And what am I becoming? A man who wants a woman he shouldn't have and who isn't even my type.
Sofia
There are plenty of attractions to entertain the small crowd. Magic, sports competitions, traditional dances, raffles, music, and plenty of food.
I'm a bit part of it all, chatting to some of my colleagues, even managing to laugh at some of their jokes. The truth is that now I'm shy and uncomfortable. Everywhere I look, there's the couple at the center of the afternoon's attention. Jessica's smile… Oh, it's starting to annoy me. The woman doesn't leave his side for a second. The other men are like a flock of vultures above her, trying to get her attention. I snort again. Such a situation never happens to me. Yes, I'm in the middle of a crisis of spite. I roll my eyes.
At a certain point, the employees start asking for a speech from their boss, in unison. A little annoyed, laughing awkwardly, Brandon accepts, climbing onto the small stage. I can only think how beautiful he looks, embarrassed. He rubs a hand over the back of his neck, smiles sideways, his eyes narrow.
But once he's center stage, the seriousness returns:
" I can only thank everyone here. The vast majority of you have been with me since the beginning. Without you, none of this would be possible…
The speech continues, but my mind is taken elsewhere. I find myself admiring the man's entire body. I remember my mouth running the length of that broad chest… I can't stop my eyes from going down further… I bite my lips hard. The memory of the sensation of sucking him fills my mouth with water. Hell, I want to do it again. My breathing quickens, my skin burns. Holy shit. Why is it still so clear in my mind?
I notice a colleague's curious gaze on me. I know I'm blushing.
" It's hot, isn't it? " I try to disguise it by shaking myself and walking away with the excuse of getting some water.
The speech ends and the way they're going, they're probably leaving. The party is over for me too. I go to the food court, pick up a few things that will be my dinner, and head for the parking lot that leads out of the place.
I get out of the way of the cars just in time to catch a glimpse of him passing me in his latest year of gray Mercedes. Even though the car is moving, he stares at me through the open window ardently, then leaves the parking lot and reaches the street, speeding away in that beauty of a machine. I can't help but sigh. And it was only then that I remembered to look around and make sure no one had caught us. Luckily, apart from the gloom that already dominates the place, there are no people close enough to recognize us. I resume my walk, realizing that I've certainly missed the bus. However, I'm smiling, folding my hands behind my back and noticing that I don't really care. It was for a good cause. An excellent case, in fact. I have two options: wait for the next one, which will come in an hour, or walk home. It'll be about a 40-minute walk. But I feel refreshed and decide not to wait for the bus. I know it must seem like I'm not in the best of moods, with that silly smile on my face
Then, when I became a well-known tech entrepreneur and started to stand out in the media, Lee Ann reappeared and made no bones about asking me for money. I knew she'd be trouble if I refused, so I just gave her a fat allowance to leave me alone… but even that wasn't enough. God! It's a good thing that in a few hours' time, I'll have sweet, tempting Sofia in my arms, to get rid of all the tension that woman has brought me! Sofia A few hours later, very nervous, I knocked softly on the door of suite 220, wearing my newest dress, a light lipstick, just to highlight my lips, very well brushed hair, heels and my favorite perfume. It's a nice evening, so I didn't wear a jacket.The way Brandon stands and examines me all over, in appreciation, makes me sure that the small folly of having bought the dress was worth it. - Wow! - he exclaims softly, in a deep voice. - You look beautiful! I told you. I don't exactly think I'm ugly. But the way he talks to me, the way he looks at me... a
I remove my hand from between her legs, spit on my fingers, and part the silky lips of her vagina. I plunge a finger in, deep, and twist it. She lets out a loud exclamation. Fuck, I love that sound! " Do you like that, Sofia? She shakes her head, her hair falling around her face: " Do you want more? Biting her lip again, she nods affirmatively. I add another finger to the other and thrust deep again. She stands on her tiptoes, her hands wrapped even tighter around my shoulders. I thrust in again and their legs shake. I wrap my arms around her hips, holding her in place, and dig my teeth into her waist as I thrust again and again, rotating my fingers again and again:" Jesus Christ! You're dripping, Sofia! " Brandon! " is her moan of agony. " I can't take it anymore! " Then come for me! Let it come, Sofia! I feel her sex tighten around my fingers, and she moans loudly, shuddering violently. I smile. I suspect she's never come so hard before. And I like the idea that it happene
He calmly takes a sip of his coffee, then puts the cup down on the table and looks at me:" I did it to protect you. Especially from mean comments. If anyone saw me looking at you after what we'd done, they'd immediately know what I was thinking. Believe me, it wasn't easy for me! I blush and lower my gaze, unable to contain a smile: " Can I see your nails? The sudden question puzzles me. But I held out my hands to him, a little awkwardly because they're unglazed and short:" I'm sorry about the way I look… It's just that I haven't had much time for a manicure… " the great truth is that there hasn't been any money left for such a luxury for a long time, and I'm a disaster with manual skills. Even if it is the simplicity of polishing my nails. Brandon takes my small hands in his, analyzes them with a mysterious smile, and then releases them after a light caress:" Now I'm the one who's intrigued…" he says so quietly that I have to strain to hear. " Why?He then watches me with a
When he made his entrance on Monday, I kept my head down during his journey. There are two reasons for this. Firstly, the fear of once again being thoroughly ignored. Secondly, because the memory of having practically accused him of treating me like a call-girl came back to me. I waited for him to pass by, waited for them to start settling down, and did the same. I had often found myself distracted, admiring him. Just like that moment. As soon as I was sure I was in his office, I took the chance to look at him. As always, impeccable. Today's three-piece suit is dark, matching his beard and hair. He emanates an aura of power. Power that he uses when he fucks me… used to. I correct myself. The thought makes me uneasy and, swallowing hard, I turn my attention back to my work. I know it will take a lot of effort to concentrate, but I'll have to be strong. Now I'll just be left with the memories of what we did together. It's a fact that Brandon Reeves won't be looking for me anymore bec
When we arrived at the suite, I had to hold back an exclamation at the luxury. It's as sumptuous as suite 220 in the previous hotel. However, there's not much time for anything, not even to admire the enormous place. I think I could take a shower before anything else, as I've been working all day, but Brandon has other ideas. As soon as the door closes, he takes off his suit, leaves it on an armchair, loosens his tie, unbuttons two buttons on his shirt, reaches for a condom from his wallet and leaves it on the sideboard. I just watch his decisive attitude, panting with anticipation. Then he comes over to me, helping me take off my suit. With agile movements, he pulls the silk blouse over my head, then his hands take my breasts in his palms, still under the lace of the bra. He presses me against the door with his body and comes to devour my mouth. " What have you done to me, Sofia? " he murmurs against my lips, his eyes glazed over " I can't stop thinking about you! " "I can't stop
Fearing what will be said after the madness of the sex has passed, I decide that I'm going to retreat before he wakes up. So I take a quick shower, get dressed and once again leave the bathroom, foot in foot, without looking at the bed. However, I almost have a heart attack when his voice rings out: " Why are you already dressed? And where do you think you're going? " Oh my God! " I exclaim, turning around abruptly with one hand on my chest. " You almost killed me with your heart! Brandon snorts out a laugh as he stands up. He's still naked, and I smile at the fact that he has no inhibitions about parading in front of me, as he calmly walks over to an armchair to pick up his clothes. I waste no time in appreciating him. From his long legs, shapely thighs to his hard, beautiful buttocks, which I want to touch. His broad back… marked by his nails. I feel guilty, but he also has his share because he drives me crazy, to the point of losing track of my strength. " I don't understand
In the end, we managed not to be late. I arrived at the usual early hour, and Brandon soon followed. The brief look he gave me was ardent and complicit… I pressed my lips together, disguising a smile. A few minutes later, I was handed a large bouquet of red roses. Even before I look at the card, I know who it's from. “For a wonderful night in your arms. B"I smile broadly. And then I notice that I'm still standing, staring dumbly at the tiny card… And that I'm getting many curious looks, including Laura's, who is sure to ask me numerous questions later. I quickly settle down, leaving the flowers on the corner of the table. I wonder if he bought the bouquet himself or sent someone else… No. Given the circumstances of the arrangement between us, Brandon probably bought it himself. That makes me smile again. Imagining him in a flower shop, choosing the flowers, writing the card… I sigh. Two things I've been doing too much: smiling and sighing. But what can I do? I can't help it. It's