“I’m hard just from looking at you. I need to be inside of you.” He growled and his lips came down on mine softly, waiting to see how I would react. I was too weak, I couldn’t resist him and I kissed him back passionately, opening my mouth to let his tongue in and sucking on it. His hands worked their way under my skirt and he pulled it up so that it was sitting on my waist. His fingers slipped between my legs and rubbed me through my panties. I groaned at his touch and traced my fingers down his back and to his ass.
“Oh Katie, I can never get enough of you.” He groaned and ripped open my blouse, burying his head in the valley between my br**sts before nudging my left bra cup to the side with his nose and then devouring my nipple. I moaned as my body arched towards him and he moved me back slightly and lifted me onto the desk.
I leaned forward and grabbed his belt and pulled him towards me. His eyes darkened as I undid his buckle and unzipped him. His c**k sprang out hard and proud, and desire sprung through me. I couldn’t stop myself from running my fingers along his shaft and teasing him. I couldn’t keep my hands off of this man. Our sexual chemistry was too great. I closed my eyes as he pushed me back onto the desk and pulled my panties down to my knees.
“Sex in the office never gets old, does it?” He growled down at me as his fingers rubbed me gently. I moaned as he fingered me and then lifted my legs up to his shoulders. He pulled my ass down to the edge of the table and then slowly entered me. His c**k drove into me slowly and his finger rubbed my clit as he slid in and out of me. I groaned at his touch, it felt too good, too intense. My body could barely stand how sweet the pleasure was that was building up in me.
“You feel so good.” Brandon’s voice was tense as he increased his pace. “Your pu**y was made for me. Each time I make love to you, it welcomes me back with pleasure.” His eyes glittered down on me. “I could get used to these office f**ks.” His hands reached up to squeeze my br**sts and I held on to the table as he started moving faster and faster. “Oh, Katie. Fuck. I’m going to come.” He groaned and my body started to orgasm in response to his words.
BANG BANG. The loud knocks on the door made us both freeze.
“Who is it?” Brandon’s went still, his c**k still in me as he paused.
“Daddy, it’s me, Harry.” A little voice spoke up and I sat up in horror. Brandon made a face and quickly pulled up his pants and grabbed up his shirt.
“Just a minute, son.” He called out and pushed me to the other side of the table. “Go under the table. Now.” He commanded me and I ran quickly and hid under the table while Brandon quickly got dressed again.
“Daddy,” Harry’s little voice called out as he banged on the door again. “Let me in.”
“Be patient, Harry. I’m coming.” Brandon’s voice sounded loving and patient as I listened to him throwing on his clothes over the loud beating of my heart.
“Daddy,” the voice carried into the room as Brandon opened the door. “You took forever.”
“Sorry, was just finishing up something.”
“We came to take you to lunch.” The boy giggled. “And I want a burger.”
“What do you say?”
“Please.”
“Don’t forget your manners, Harry.” Brandon’s voice was soft. “And I guess I can make time for a burger.”
“Yay!” Harry ran up to the desk and my heart stopped still. What if he decided to sit in his dad’s chair? What if he saw me?
“Come, Harry. Sit on the couch.” Brandon called over to him and I heard the boy’s footsteps retreat.
“Can I get a toy today as well, please, daddy?”
“We’ll see.”
“And some ice cream.” The boy continued and I wanted to laugh. I also really wanted to see what Brandon’s son looked like. His mini-me. His child. It made my heart ache, but I still wanted to see. I guess I wanted to torment myself as to what could have been.
“Now, now, Harry. Don’t you think that’s expecting a bit much?” Brandon’s voice was light and I could tell that he was amused.
“No.”
“There you are, Harry.” A female voice carried through the room and my heart stopped.
“Maria.” Brandon sounded happy and not like someone who had nearly been busted cheating. “Maria, I was wondering where you were.”
“You know your son.” She laughed. “As soon as he’s in the building, he’s rushing to daddy’s office, and he doesn’t care who he leaves behind.”
“Sorry.” Harry laughed and then mumbled something I couldn’t hear.
“Shall we go then?” Brandon laughed. “I’m feeling hungry myself right now. Let’s go get something to eat.”
“Yay.” Harry squealed and I heard him run out of the room and then a few seconds later the door closed. I waited for about two minutes before I crawled out from under the desk and straightened my clothes. There were no tears left for me to cry, though once again I felt ashamed of myself. My heart felt heavy as I walked to the door and I knew what I had to do. I had to leave Marathon Corporation, there was no way that I was going to be able to work with him and be okay. I had made my bed and now I had to get out. If I ever wanted to regain my sanity, I needed to get out now.
Chapter 5
“I’m not sure why you ever dated Matt,” Meg said as she walked with me to the subway station.
“He’s a nice enough guy.” I sighed, feeling guilty. Meg didn’t know the whole story, and I was ashamed of myself for keeping secrets from her.
“I know, he seemed nice.” She agreed. “He just didn’t seem like the sort of guy you go for.”
“What guys?” I rolled my eyes. “Matt’s the only other guy I’ve really dated, besides Brandon.”
“I know, and it’s time for you to finally move on.” Meg stopped and turned towards me. “I don’t want you to hate me for saying this, but I need to say it. What happened wasn’t your fault. Yes, you lied, and yes, you were a dumbass, but you were 18. You made a mistake. You did what you thought you had to do. You were in school, Katie. Your life was just starting. I know it hurts like hell and I can’t imagine what pain you’re going through, but you can’t keep beating yourself up. You need to move on. Please, for the sake of your sanity, you need to move on.”
“I know.” I smiled at her gently. I knew how hard it was for her to talk to me like this. She’d been with me after the breakup and she was the only one who knew everything I’d gone through, everything I’d lost when the relationship had ended.