Nora

I looked up from my desk just at the door to my office opened. Lydia stared at me for two seconds straight, eyeing my face, then my chest, down to my waist of what was visible above the desk. Then she shrieked, "You so got laid!"

"What? How the fuck do you know that?" I spluttered.

"I just do. Tell me every single thing. What was he like? What did he do? How many times did you cum? Did he cum? Did-"

"Lydia!" I exclaimed. "Best friend or not, I'm not sharing my sex life with you."

She pouted. "Come on. At least tell me what he was like? Demanding? Sweet?"

"Both." I whispered.

"You lucky fucking bitch." She muttered and shook her head.

"Did you talk to Cameron?" I asked her.

Her face fell. "No. He wasn't home."

I tried convincing myself that it wasn't a big deal, but deep down I knew it was. It was very unlike Cameron to not tell her where he would be. He didn't work late. He didn't just disappear to somewhere without letting someone know. Something was up. And I needed to find it out before Lydia could get hurt in the process.

"You know what," She said. "I've decided to deal with this situation like an adult. I'm not going to assume things now. I'm not a fan of waiting, but knowing Cameron I know he would want me to trust him, so that's what I'm going to do. He loves me. He won't hurt me. I trust him."

I smiled. "Good."

"Okay, I need to go. My boss called me in earlier today but I just couldn't miss on the dirty deets," She winked.

I shook my head, chuckling as she left my office. Gracie reminded me a few minutes later that I had a meeting. I grabbed my files and made my way over to the conference room. A man was already waiting for me in there. He was dressed in casuals, hair scattered messily, light brown eyes twinkling as he looked at me. He gave me a smile as he got up, and I noticed the dimples on his cheeks. He gave me a hand, "Jasper Rhode."

"Nora Kinsley. Pleasure to meet you." I shook his hand. "What can I do for you, Mr Rhode?"

His smile widened. "I thought you'd never ask."

The meeting lasted an hour. He was a charming individual, he knew how to make people like him. And fortunately, or unfortunately, I was one of them. I liked the way he presented his strategies, I liked the way he talked. He knew how to make people agree with him. By the end of the hour, I was already convinced by most of his points. He'd broken  record.

"I look forward to doing business with you, Mr Rhode." I said, getting up from my seat.

"Likewise." He smiled.

~~

"Ah Nicolas! Shit." I screamed. He thrust into me with an animalistic roar, the sound so erotic that it made my walls clench around him.

"Right there?" He grunted from top of me, clutching the headboard tightly. His knuckles turned white. "You want me right there?"

"Yes yes! Fuck, don't stop." Tears of pleasure formed in my eyes. The feeling was too unbearable. I could feel my climax approaching.

"Nora, fuck." He growled. "You're so tight. Are you gonna cum for me?"

"Yes!" I shut my eyes tight when his pace increased.

"Open your eyes, baby. Look at me as you lose control." He grabbed my hair, adjusting my head on the pillow so that when my eyes opened, they froze on his.

I experienced the most earth shattering orgasm I'd ever experienced in my life. It lasted longer than any, and while I was still reeling from its shock, his climax blew into me as he grunted incoherently under his breath, chanting my name. "You're a goddess, Nora. Fuck I can't get enough of you. You're so fucking addicting."

When he slickly moved out of me, I felt hollow. I looked up where his hand was still clutching the board, and I gasped in amusement. "Did you break my headboard?"

"I probably did." He breathed in deep. "And buying you a new one would be ridiculous because I'll break that one as well."

I chuckled, which turned into a high pitched wheeze when he cupped my heat. With the other hand he grabbed my thighs and pushed them up so that my knees rested on either side of my face. The new angle left me bare and vulnerable to him.

"Hold your thighs, don't move." He said. His face neared my wet folds, his warm exhales hitting my already sensitive core and making me moan. "Stay still, Nora. Do not move an inch."

His tongue leisurely licked my clit, his fingers parting my lips slightly and grazing the inner sides of my organ. He expertly dipped a finger inside, one of his hands coming up to grab my breast. "Now look at me." He ordered. "Look at how I make you cum."

His hands pushed my thighs down further as he gained speed. His tongue flicked and played with my clit while his fingers pleasured me in the most intimate way possible. I was moaning his name uncontrollably, his gaze pinned on my face. When he flicked my nipple with the slightest of his fingers, I climaxed.

His mouth didn't stop working on my core, and I whimpered. "Nico, please, no more. I c-can't, oh!" I let my fingers slide into his hair, feeling weightless.

"You can." He said. His voice vibrated against my folds and I jolted. "Once more, Nora. For me."

I climaxed with a scream. By now I was sure my walls were branded with his name. I was sure my neighbours knew his name. I was utterly, completely, absolutely spent out. I was on the verge of passing out because of the intense pleasure.

Nicolas moved up, kissed both of my breasts, and held the back of my head, pushing it into his neck. "You're gonna prove to me you're clean, I'll do the same. Then you're gonna let me cum inside you."

I woke up the next to find his side empty, the sheets thrown to the side. I yawned, getting up, using the bed to support my jelly legs. When I got my footing right, I pushed my hands into a robe and went out.

Nicolas stood in my kitchen, stark naked. I eyed his taut ass, realising it was firmer and tighter than I'd anticipated. I wanted to bite it. As if sensing me, he turned around, and I got a glance of his fresh, morning erection. Without saying a word, he walked to me like the devil, confidence dripping each step he took as if he owned the space. He deftly grabbed my hips and pulled me into his chest, untying the robe around my waist.

"Nico, I-" My hands pressed against his shoulder as he took my nipple into his warm mouth. "Mm."

"You were saying?" I could hear his smirk.

"I-I need-"

"That better end in a 'you'." He growled. "Because I need you. Right this second."

"I've got work." I said breathlessly. "Nicolas, I've-got, fuck. They'll fire me.""

"I'll give you a job." He said, hoisting me up and placing me on the kitchen counter.

"As what? Your sex slave?" I snorted.

"That would work perfectly." He kissed my neck, spreading my legs apart and lining his shaft against my opening.

I was an hour late to office, but it was totally worth it.

~~

"There you go." Gracie kept a bundle of files on my table, heaving a deep breath. She looked exhausted. I gave her a glass of water which she took with a grateful expression, and gulped it down seconds later.

"Are you alright?" I asked her.

"Ugh, I just feel dizzy." She said. "Don't know. Might be the flu."

"Go home." I told her.

"But-"

"No buts, Gracie. Go home, rest. You shouldn't have exerted yourself in the first place." I used my boss tone on her. She looked down and nodded.

I spent the rest of the day in my office. I didn't have time to go out and interact with other people. I had two teleconferences and by the time I was finished, I was so snappy and moody that I wanted to hit something. Everything annoyed me. The stupid voices coming from out of my office annoyed me. I wanted to punch something.

"Nora?"

I blinked, and my eyes suddenly met steely blue ones.

"You've been in a daze for like two minutes. Are you okay?" Nicolas asked me, sitting down.

"When did you get here?"

"Two minutes ago. I said you looked beautiful and you looked like you wanted to kill me." He said, pausing. "Is everything okay? Did I do something?"

"No." I said, shutting my eyes. "I'm annoyed."

"With me?"

"No." I groaned. "Everything. Everyone. I don't know. I'm snappy. I'm irritated. I don't know."

"Well, good thing we're going for dinner, right?" He said.

I put my head down on my desk. Nicolas sighed and pushed my hair behind my ear, softly tracing my cheek with his thumb. I sighed in delight. His fingers were amazing. And I meant that in the most non-sexual way.

He griped my waist when I got up, keeping a tight hold as I grabbed my purse. I saw him eyeing the photo frames I kept on my table. One was of my parents when we'd gone to the Caribbean, the other one was of Lydia and I when we graduated.

"Are you a single child?" He questioned.

"Mm. You?"

"I have a sister." I saw the faint outline of a smile appearing on his face. "She's five years younger than I am."

I could tell he was close to her. I could tell she meant a lot to him. I grabbed his arm just as he pulled me to his side. Our height difference allowed him to graze his lips at the shell of my ear. I felt him smirk when I shivered. "Do you mind if we stop by Charlie's office for a minute? It'll only take a minute."

"Y-yeah." I breathed out. "No problem." In gratitude, he tugged at my earlobe.

When the elevator stopped at the fiftieth floor, we both got out. I smiled at the receptionist as Nicolas went inside. I looked down at the ground, just when I heard a familiar voice. "Nora?"

I looked up. "Mr Rhode, hello."

"Please call me Jasper." He flashed me a grin. "Fancy running into you. Although you do work here, so it shouldn't be a surprise."

I gave a small laugh. "Yeah."

"Do you want to grab coffee? We could discuss the points we talked about in the meeting." He said.

"Oh, I-uh, I'm actually waiting for someone." I gave a smile. "Maybe next time?"

"Sure, no issues." He smiled back. He bid me a goodbye, and just when the elevator doors closed behind him, Nicolas walked towards me. His gaze was so hot that it took everything in me to not look away.

"Who was that?" He asked. He didn't sound angry or offended, but he was always calm and composed.

"Just a person I'm doing business with." I replied. He didn't press it further. He led me into the elevator, four other people joining after us. This was the first time I wasn't alone with him in here.

Nicolas dropped down to tie his shoelaces. But when I felt his fingers on the bare skin of my leg, I knew that wasn't what he'd bent down for. He lightly traced his fingers from my feet, up to the middle of my thigh and standing up. I shivered, clutching his shirt tightly. The elevator stopped at a floor, giving him time to cup my ass and squeeze it hard.

His fingers discreetly trailed up my skirt, making my eyes widen. I looked here and there, making sure nobody saw us. He pressed his lips to my ear again, his hot breath making my core flutter. "Have you ever fucked in a public place? In a bathroom? A car?"

I whimpered when he rubbed the lace of my underwear, shaking my head slightly.

His lips curled up. "You might today."

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I apologise for the irregular updates. Lmao I'm getting less and less time to write, but my exams finished today so hopefully I'll update regularly now.

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