Authors: Raven Monet
As I woke up the next morning, I still couldn’t believe what had happened! A part of me was convinced that I’d been dreaming.
I’d let Dexter Smith – the man I hated – touch me up in a dirty alleyway, outside a bar where I’d been on a date with another man! What sort of woman did that make me? It sounded like the plot of a film, or certainly something that had happened to someone else – not me! That was the complete opposite of the way I normally behaved.
How the hell was I going to face him at work?
I pondered this as I took a shower while I was getting dressed and as I walked to the office, and by the time I got there, I still had no idea how I was going to behave. I didn’t know how you were supposed to act when something like that had happened – my lack of experience with the opposite sex was rearing its ugly head.
Unfortunately, I wasn’t going to get a minute to calm down by myself, because he was already sitting in my office when I arrived.
“Hello.” He smiled sweetly, giving me none of the smarmy, dirty comments I’d been expecting.
Butterflies raced around my stomach, and my heart began to pound wildly. I could have sworn that even my breaths were coming in shorter. I was scared... terrified actually, but I was also incredibly turned on by his presence. All sorts of sexually charged images flowed through my mind, which didn’t help me keep the composure that I so desperately needed.
“Er, hello.” I kept my eyes focused on my desk, unsure of how I was going to make it through the rest of the day.
“What do you have planned today?” He asked me, innocence filling his tone.
“Oh, er, I have... this and that to finish,” I answered lamely. Why didn’t I know what I was supposed to be doing at this job? I was a hot mess. The sooner he realized that the sooner he would expose me for being a fraud. Then everyone in the office would hate me even more.
“Only, I have some ideas I’d like to run past you.” This completely shocked me. I’d assumed that he was a joker, a chancer of some sort. I hadn’t expected him to have actual ideas.
“Oh, erm, sure of course.” I couldn’t stop myself from smiling at him. Maybe my instincts had been way off, and I’d completely misjudged him. Maybe I should trust that my father knew what he was doing. “I’ll just... clear my schedule first.”
Then I sat and pretended to type on my computer for a little while, just wanting him to think that I had stuff on.
***
“That’s a great idea!” Dexter yelled once more. We’d been discussing ideas all afternoon, and it had gotten to the place where I was having some of my own. I was actually excited about my job for the very first time ever, and I couldn’t wait to implement all my new plans. They would work, they would bring in new business, I was sure of it.
“Are we alone?” I suddenly asked, realizing that the rest of the office seemed eerily quiet. Normally, as soon as 5pm rolled around, I was out the door, but somehow in all of our conversations, I hadn’t realized that it was almost 7pm.
“Yeah, we have been for a while.” Dexter didn’t seem to care that we were working so late. He was taking notes of all we were discussing – very soon, we were going to have a decent dossier to present to my father. I wondered if he had something better to do, but he seemed quite content to be here with me.
As I watched him write, the memory of the night before flashed into my mind, and a stirring occurred within me. Almost as if he could sense the sudden change in the atmosphere, Dexter looked up and smiled at me.
“Are you okay?” He asked curiously.
I nodded. “Yeah, I just wanted to say thank you. Your ideas have been invaluable. I really appreciate it.”
An odd look passed across his face before he answered. “Of course, that’s what your dad hired me for.”
A moment passed, and the next thing I knew papers were falling to the floor, and Dexter and I were kissing passionately. I don’t know who made the first move, all I knew was that we were glued together as if nothing could tear us apart.
I felt Dexter lift me up onto the chair and place me on the table. Whilst I was there, I wrapped my legs around him, pulling him closer to me, giving me a good feel of his thick, throbbing erection. He was rock solid, and somehow that was because of me! I didn’t know how that was possible – I wasn’t the sexy, confident type that I was sure he was used to, but I didn’t vocalize my fears. I was far too turned on for anything to stop this from happening. I was determined to just go with the flow.
He began tugging at my top, wanting it off, and in that moment, I did too. I yanked it, hearing a few buttons pop as it tore from me. Dexter’s fingers made their way around my back to unhook my bra, and as soon as it fell to the ground, his lips found their way to my nipples, sending waves of bliss rushing right through me. He licked and tugged with his teeth, which sent all kinds of crazy sensations flowing through me.
After a minute or so, I began to pull his top off too. I could tell that he had some serious abs under there, and I wanted to get my hands on them. I was not disappointed either as they were revealed to me, this guy was ripped! Clearly he spent a lot of time in the gym.
His hands were trailing up my thighs again, but this time, his fingers weren’t going to be enough. I wanted to feel him; I wanted him to take me right here on the work desk before I had the opportunity to talk myself out of it. I needed him and I wanted him to understand that.
“Fuck me,” I whispered to him, sounding far braver than I felt. I just didn’t want him to treat me with kid gloves. I wanted this to happen, and I knew I’d be gutted if it didn’t. I didn’t want a misunderstanding to be the reason I was left unsatisfied.
Dexter didn’t need telling twice, he trusts me as soon as the words had left my mouth, causing us both to gasp out in shock.
“Oh fuck.” I groaned, gripping tighter to him, while he rode me as if there was no tomorrow. “You feel so good.”
“You’re amazing baby.” He whispered against my cheek, kissing me sporadically. “So wet, so tight, just for me.”
It wasn’t long before the pleasure began to pool in my stomach, and soon it was coursing through my veins and causing my body to rock and shudder. I couldn’t believe how good this guy was – he’d given me two mind blowing orgasms on two consecutive days, and it was intoxicating.
As he pulled away from me, both of us panting wildly, I began to fear that I was becoming addicted to him, that I might never be able to stop being with him. I knew he wasn’t the ‘forever’ type – he had too much of a bad boy vibe for that – and I feared I was going to end up with my heart shattered into a million pieces.
As the weeks passed, mine and Lori’s secret relationship grew in intensity. She was one hell of a distraction, completely sidetracking me from my original mission at Empire Technology, and I didn’t even care. Ever since that night in the alleyway, I’d actually been doing some market research and had been coming up with ideas. Now, I practically was the marketing expert that I’d pretended to be, and in a weird way, it was kind of exhilarating. I found myself actually enjoying the work.
It was ironic that I was putting more effort into marketing my rival company – the one I was supposed to be taking down – than my own, but I had Lori, so nothing else really mattered.
She was intoxicatingly beautiful and sexy as all hell, and to top it all off she was growing increasingly adventurous in the bedroom, which was driving me wild. She made me completely reconsider my entire game plan. I figured that I didn’t really need to take down Empire Technology. After all, my own technology business was doing just fine, and I had plenty of companies at my disposal anyway.
Money wasn’t exactly an issue for me! I wasn’t sure why I’d been so determined to end it in the first place.
I was even starting to reconsider my criminal empire, which was shocking for me. Something about Lori made me want to be a better man. I hadn’t actually done anything to act upon these whims, but they were there all the same. I knew that I might just change, should the time come.
We had to try and keep professional at work, to try and keep our union a secret, but when we were at her home (I hadn’t yet invited her to mine. I felt like it screamed criminal, and I was afraid that she would guess the truth) it was a whole different matter.
Like tonight for example. We’d kept things strictly business all day, secretly sending each other dirty text messages to amp up the tension between us, then we’d torn each other’s clothes off as soon as we’d gotten home, and we’d fucked all over the place. It was wild and crazy and I absolutely loved it.
I was slightly concerned that my feelings were growing in intensity, and I had no idea where that would leave me, but it wasn’t enough to make me stop.
I’d had relationships before, but they’d always been purely physical. Although the sex between myself and Lori was fantastic, I was more interested in her as a person, than in her body. I found her fascinating. Where I’d assumed that she was boring, not going out partying every night, I was actually starting to learn that she was incredibly intelligent. Instead of getting wasted and whiling hours away pointlessly, she was reading, increasing her knowledge of the world. I found myself having the most interesting conversations with her, and often I didn’t want her to stop talking, even as she was drifting off to sleep.
I wasn’t sure what her destiny was in this world, but I was certain that she was worth more than some PR job in her daddy’s business.
Once I’d actually asked her what she wanted out of life, but she’d dodged the question, proving to me that she didn’t really know. We were alike in that aspect, both floating through our existence, not really knowing where we belonged or what our purpose was. When I’d first seen Lori, I assumed that we couldn’t have been more different, but despite our varied life choices, we had a whole lot in common.
Deep, deep down I already knew that she was the one for me, but I wasn’t ready to accept that yet. I had no idea what to even do with that information, where I would begin. I’d always been the playboy, the bachelor – I could do that, I was good at it. How would I, the criminal expert, settle down in a normal life and be a typical husband, family man?
I wasn’t sure that I could, and I certainly didn’t want Lori to be my test dummy. I was digging myself a hole, sinking in deeper and deeper, fully in the knowledge that one day I would have to try and dig myself out...
It was a mess, and I was sure that it would eventually come crashing down on me. But for the time being, I was enjoying every damn minute of it.
As time passed, I realized that I was falling head over heels in love with Dexter. Of course, I didn’t vocalize this. I fully intended to let him do it first, but it was there inside of me, like a delicious little secret that only I knew.
There was only one problem, and I’d been trying to ignore it for weeks and weeks, but it had gotten to the stage where I couldn’t put off finding out the answer any longer.
It had started with me being late... very late. Then had come the morning sickness – that had been hard to hide – and now I was totally convinced that I needed to take the test. I felt like I already knew what the outcome was going to be, but that I had to be sure. Only, that was difficult to do when I spent twenty-four hours a day with the one man that I couldn’t let know.
We’d only been dating for a few weeks. There was no way a man like Dexter Smith was going to be happy that I was knocked up. He wasn’t the ‘forever’ type – I imagined that he had all kinds of commitment issues. He’d freak out and storm off when I told him, and it was unlikely that I would ever see him again!
That being said, I still needed to know one way or the other...
I’d finally managed to sneak off to the pharmacy by myself, and now I was sitting in the office toilets, just waiting for the white stick to reveal my future. Was my life about to change forever? What was I going to do if it did?
Tick, tick.
Each second flew past painfully, feeling like an hour. It started to drive me crazy.
Then the blue cross appeared, confirming what I already knew, letting me know that nothing would ever be the same again...
Positive.
“Shit,” I muttered to myself, as my emotions went wild within me, finally settling on numb.
I wasn’t ready to become a mom – not when I’d been so close to actually kick-starting a decent career for myself. I’d actually been taking my job seriously, and achieving stuff. Now, that was all about to fall apart. It was all going to be wasted,
I tossed the stick in the bin and wandered out into the office in a daze. I couldn’t stay in the toilets forever – especially if I didn’t want to have to tell anyone what was going on. I was going to have to face the real world eventually, and I figured that it would be best to do it when I was numb, rather than a sobbing mess – I was certain that the tears were on their way and I needed to distract myself from them.
“Are you okay?” Dexter asked me, drinking in my pale appearance. “Is something going on?” He raced to my side and threw his arm over my shoulder – making me feel even worse than I already did.
I instantly shook my head, not wanting to confess the truth just yet. I knew that as soon as it came out, I would lose him forever, and I wasn’t ready for that. I wasn’t ready to let go of the fantasy that I’d been living in. I wanted to cling onto to it for just a few more seconds.
“I’m just... I’m not very well.” I replied feebly, giving a lame excuse for my behavior.
“I’ll go and get you a drink of water.”
As soon as he left the room, my father stormed in, his face looking angrier than ever. I instantly started to panic that he somehow knew – even though there was no possible way he could have found out. I just couldn’t see what else would have put him in such a foul mood.
“Where is he?” He yelled, practically spitting across the room. “Where is he?”
“Dexter?” He was making me nervous; I’d never seen my dad so mad. He was normally such a calm and considered man – I got that side of my personality from him.
“Yeah, Dexter Smith... or should I say, Wilde!”
“Huh?” I had no idea what he was on about. I knew that my brain wasn’t quite as sharp as what I was used to, but I didn’t think I’d be able to catch up even if I was on top form.
“Dexter Wilde, who runs Wilde Enterprises.” My face was still blank. “He’s our rival. He’s come in here to take us down.”
Take us down?
Was this all some elaborate scheme?
My world fell out from beneath me as I suddenly realized that I must have been a part of that plan. I’d always been aware that we didn’t make sense – that he was a hundred times hotter than me – but it still hurt. I’d been a toy in his game, and now I was pregnant. I’d been left with a permanent consequence of his actions, and now he was about to scarper forever.
I’d guessed that I would end up alone, but I hadn’t realized it was going to be like this...
I began to feel dizzy and nauseous, and I quickly ran from the room and back into the toilet. There I threw up; vomiting until I was certain that there was nothing left inside.
And that’s when the tears finally made their unwelcome appearance.