Chapter 17

Meadow

Since I could remember, I always did my best thinking in the shower. The warm water always did the trick when I needed to calm down, think straight or in this case, devise a plan to destroy the man I hated the most.

Either way, today was no different. I came to a logical decision.

Psychological warfare.

I didn’t feel anything substantial for Jamey aside hatred and lust and judging by his demeanor yesterday, it was the same on his part.

It was simply a moment of weakness on both our parts. I did some research and found out that after an orgasm, it was hormones that made me feel that I needed to be held and cuddled.

It wasn’t me, it was hormones.

Getting out of the shower I stare at the outfit I had laid out. A sexy, short, black corporate gown with black heels to match.

My plan was seduce and scheme. Simple.

While getting dressed, I did my best to push him out of my mind but the way he looked at me when I woke up. He looked worried, like he actually cared, like for a second, there wasn’t hate or lust. Just genuine affection.

“Stop it meadow, don’t complicate things” I whisper to my self.

I wanted him and he wanted me, sexually. Taking a deep breath, I sigh.

Fucking hormones.

Waiting in the lobby, I plan out my day. We had 3 meetings to attend, that would take maybe 3-4 hours tops and after that, I scheduled a lunch for Jamey back at the hotel. I on the other hand have a date with the sun, sand and a very sexy bikini.

I could barely hold my excitement. Finally I get chance to relax and let out all this negative energy.

Speaking of negative energy, Jamey walks in heads in my direction. He was in a white dress shirt that did nothing to hide his muscular build, he had undone the first two buttons revealing a silver chain, paired it with black trousers and a silver watch with designer shoes.

It was undeniable that this man was eye candy. Poisonous, toxic eye candy.

“We have 3 meetings today Mr Salvador” I say trying to organize the schedule on my phone.

“Each meeting should be a one hour tops, so you should be done by lunch time. I also made a lunch reservation for you here, but if you would like me to change that, let me know. The driver is waiting for us.”

I notice his body language shifted a little, probably because we were back to formalities. But what did her expect? A hug? A kiss?

The thought vexed me, I walk towards the exit to avoid anymore conversing.

“Meadow… wait.” I hear him say holding my wrist.

Slowly turning, I look at my wrist and then back at him.

He had no right to touch me I think to myself as I gave me a death glare.

“We’re going to be late, sir. And I would prefer to be addressed as Miss white” I say yanking my hand from his hold and walking to the car.

The first two meetings fly by but the third moved at a snails pace but thankfully I didn’t need to sit next to Jamey.

I was assigned to sit next to another male secretary, who had  been flirting with me the  moment I sat down and it was beginning to get under my skin. Not only was he touchy and no where as attractive as Jamey but he also used the cringiest pickup lines.

Eww.

After a few minutes of throwing fake smiles and forced laughs at him, I get an instant light bulb. This was the perfect opportunity to test my plan.

Seduce and scheme.

Out no where, I giggle loud enough to get Jamey’s attention but he doesn’t react.

I let out another one and I see him turn his head slightly.

Perfect.

I cozy up to the poor guy sitting next to me who thinks he actually has a chance and place my hand on his thigh while moving closer, leaning into him.

He was talking about things I couldn’t care less about but I respond and smile like he was the most interesting person in the room.

I know it wasn’t very nice leading him on, but it wasn’t my fault. I was under his influence.

Jamey Salvador’s influence, he brought out the worst in me.

A few seconds pass and i look in Jamey’s direction, he had shifted his attention back to the meeting.

I wasn’t done just yet.

I let out the loudest and cutest giggle I could make while turning towards the man sitting next to me but still watching Jamey from the corner of my eye.

He didn’t seem upset though and I was beginning to think he didn’t actually care, but I had one more trick up my sleeve.

I lean in more and let the guy whisper absolute nonsense in my ear and forcing a blush from my cheeks.

I raise my head to see Jamey staring at me  and our eyes lock.

Bingo, I have him right where I want him. Keeping our eyes on each other, I scribble down some numbers on a tiny piece of paper and slip it into the palm of the man sitting next to me.

Jamey was getting visibly annoyed, his jaw clenched and his hands had formed a fist. With force, he stands up and starts walking in my direction and I take that as my cue to leave.

I get up and head towards to exit, walking as fast but still as nonchalant as possible. Pure adrenaline rushed through me as I walked down the hall and straight for the elevator. I get in,  turning my back towards the door to take a deep breath.

“That was clo…”

Before I could finish my sentence I feel someone breathing down my neck and I know I’m not alone.

I turn slowly and my eyes meet a very upset Jamey.

“where do you think you’re going Miss white? The meeting isn’t over” His voice deeper than I remember.

“I-I was umm…. Hungry sir” I say biting back my smile

“ oh you were hungry?” He asked stepping closer toward me.

“Yes sir. Is there an issue? You seem upset?” I ask innocently.

No response

Without taking his eyes off me, he reaches behind him and presses a button and the elevator stops.

“What are you doing?” I ask genuinely getting worried.

Maybe I had bitten off more than I could chew.

“Who was he?” He asked moving closer

“Who was who?” I smile, knowing fully well who he was referring to.

“Don’t play dumb with me, Meadow” he said taking another step closer.

A familiar sensation starts to dominate my core and I clench my thighs together.

He takes another step closer and his lips brush to tip of  my ear.

“Answer my question meadow, who is he?” he whispers slowly.

“He’s a colleague” a say clenching my thighs tighter

“hmmm” his chest rumbles. “Do you like him?” He asked with a hinge of aggression on his voice.

“Maybe, why do you care, sir? My private life is none of your business” I say with the last confidence I have.

He leaned in closer, placing his left hand on the wall slightly above my head.

“oh? Is that so? So what happened last night wasn’t part of your private life?” His warm breath tickling my ear and I can hear the amusement In his voice.

“N-no”I stammer

“What’s wrong baby? Use your big girl words” slowly placing kisses the side of my neck and he spoke.

I should stop him, push him away. This wasn’t part of my plan.

“Or you’re saying if I dip my fingers into your pretty little pussy, you wouldn’t  be dripping for me like you were yesterday?” His warm breath leaving goosebumps across my skin.

My breathing heavy, I feel my nipples harden and he notices.

He delicately starts to circle the outline of my hardened nipple on my gown.

Fighting the urge to moan, “Mr Salvadaor… I-I”

“You’re what baby? Horny? Wet? Talk to me baby”

He was whispering in my ear but for some reason I could feel the vibrations between my legs.

“Do you want me to help you with that?” He asked again.

In agony, pure sexual agony I nod my head.

“Raise that little fucking dress of yours for me, princess”

I slowly reach for the ends of my dress and start to raise it above my thigh.

“Spread your legs a little, baby”

Without fussing, I do what he asks. My movements are not delayed , they’re quick, rushed, desperate.

He steps back and takes a long look at me, he moves his hand and rubs his jaw,watching me in amusement.

“You’re a desperate little thing aren’t you, baby?” He said still holding his jaw with a smirk on his face.

Fuck, I was soaked

His fingers trace the fabric of my thong and I knew he was tormenting me, punishing me.

“Please” I say moaning

“ huh, that funny.. where’s your attitude?” He said with a devilish grin on his face.

“Be a good girl and pick a safe word, because I won’t stop if you tell me to, no matter how much your pretty mouth begs.”

His words cause more damage than his actions. I think hard but the only word that comes to mind is white. The color of his shirt.

“White” I moan out

“Good girl” he said peppering kisses along the side of my neck.

I could feel his fingers slowly shift my thong to the side and I couldn’t take it anymore. I was dripping with need, shaking with lust and practically begging for him to thrust his fingers inside me.

His breathing slightly heavy and I know he was feeling the same way I was. After what felt like an eternity, his fingers slowly start pushing into me

A small moan build up in my throat. “Ja…”

Knock knock

“Are you guys alright in there?” A loud voice calls from the side of the elevator.

The cold feeling of his fingers disappear as he pulls them out of me and pulls my gown down.

“Yes we’re okay” he said pressing the button as the elevator doors open.

I’m too stunned to speak. Standing there in disbelief and disappointment I turn to see a stupid smirk on Jamey’s face, I say the first thing that crosses my mind.

“I really fucking hate you.” With that I walk towards the car with what was left of my dignity.