Alaia
I exhaled as I left my office, heading to meet Nick before his trip. We needed to coordinate
what will be developed this month. Will and Ash were busy or something was going on with them, so they couldn’t attend the meeting. I haven’t seen the father of my children since last week, which was my birthday, and I decided not to go to his house. Although my mind kept bombarding me with thoughts of what might have happened that night and the countless. times our bodies met when we were married. I remembered my first time with him and the day I got pregnant with twins. I already had an idea of when it happened.
I closed my eyes and pushed those thoughts out of my mind, though they become more
frequent each day, like ghosts you can’t get rid of no matter how hard you try.
I got out of the car and closed the door, realizing I had parked next to the black Rolls–Royce I scratched some time ago.
“Careful, the boss will rip you apart if you do anything to that car,” commented a man in a maintenance uniform, pointing at Nick’s Rolls–Royce while another maneuvers an industrial vacuum. “It was his late father’s, and fixing it costs a year’s salary if I’m not mistaken,” he added and an unpleasant sensation washed over me for damaging the car that day. I didn’t know much about his father, only that he died of an illness when Nick was fifteen and that it was very hard for him. The car must have meant a lot to Nick.
I take the elevator, press the button for the top floor, and glance at the car once more before the doors close.
I walked towards Nick’s office and found Kathe in her usual spot. “Good morning,” I greeted her politely.
“Good morning, Miss Russell, please go in,” she said, pointing to the double doors, and I raised an eyebrow. Shouldn’t she inform Nick of my presence?
“Thank you,” I replied and headed towards the office. I opened the door and found Nick looking at something on his desk. He looked up as soon as he sensed someone had arrived. I noticed he was wearing a dark blue suit, a white shirt, and a burgundy tie.
“Good morning,” I said, ignoring a tingling sensation in unexpected places.
“Good morning, come in,” he gestured to the seat in front of him and looked me up and down while leaning back in his fine chair.
He observed my every move.
“I have the list of work orders issued by my engineers. You need to review and organize them with your team,” I said, handing him the folder and sending the file, which they must merge with their schedule and send to my team.
We started talking and focused on the project, though I couldn’t help but feel his gaze even when he thought I didn’t notice.
“That’s all,” I said, closing my agenda.
“They need to review the source codes of the latest programs; they’re presenting issues. Log into the system,” he pointed to my laptop, and I proceeded, but it didn’t let me see the codes.
I tried several times, and the same thing happened.
“I can’t get in,” I said, puzzled, and looked up.
Nick pointed to his computer, and I thought about it for a few seconds, mentally sighing. If I couldn’t get in, neither could my engineers, and that was why they hadn’t noticed the problem.
This required a quick solution.
I stood up, smoothed my beige pencil skirt, and walked towards him. He looked at me intently while slightly pushing his chair back. I leaned in and started typing to detect the error, focusing on it until I managed to get everything working normally.
I smiled, satisfied, and looked at Nick, who was staring at my white blouse. I noticed a crease had formed at the opening, allowing him to see the skin of my right breast.
I straightened up quickly, at which point Nick stood up, invading my space. Without a word, he captured my lips in a kiss that made me lose my senses so much that I responded to the
I felt like I was losing control when she stood up and pretended to go back to her place. Letting my animal instinct take over, I kissed her again, as I had wanted to for days since our last kiss, and I felt ecstatic when her lips responded to mine.
I savored the sweet taste of her mouth and took a breath between each movement, refusing to let her go. When I pulled our faces apart, I saw her cheeks have turned slightly red, and I smiled. Why do you insist on denying it? A second later, she looked like an angry kitten again.
So, I clarified that she was the one seducing me. I must say she did it without realizing it. Well, she did until a second ago because she sensually started moving her fingers to show more of those juicy breasts. Bewildered and not understanding the change, I didn’t stop watching her movements as she flirted with me. I let her continue, still amazed, and started responding to her, hugging her against me. Her moan completely ignites me, and Alaia takes my lower lip with those plump and delicious lips. Delighted, I welcomed her, and unexpectedly, she bit me down hard, making me growl.
“Damn it, Alaia!” I shouted. She moved away from me, and I put my fingers on my lips, seeing blood on them and tasting the metallic flavor in my mouth.
Damn! I screamed in my mind, watching those mischievous eyes smile, sending a command to my erection, which hardened even more.
“I dare you to kiss me again,” she said, lifting her chin and turning around to gather her things and leave.
I shook my head but gladly accepted the challenge. The harder you are to get, the more I’ll enjoy the day I have you panting beneath me.
“I hate to see you go, but I love watching you leave,” I sat back in my chair, my eyes focused on her round and juicy buttocks that looked perfect in that skirt.
“Jerk,” she said, showing me her middle finger with one hand while opening the office door with the other.
“You’ll be mine again, woman!” I shouted as she closed the door and checked my lips again.
“In your dreams!” she responded, and a laugh echoed in the office as I heard her.
Damn, I love her. I shook my head, still smiling despite the throbbing in my lip.

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