Remington [On Hold]

🍁 Chapter 20

They were panting heavily. Both their hairs were messy, his initially well ironed shirt was creased by the countless times it had squeezed it. Their lips were swollen and  red lipstick was smeared on his lips.

The banging continued, and he stared at Luna as she tried to comb her hair with her fingers. Her thighs were still opened, he could see the red coloured lace undergarment she had on and the down part of him responded by immediately swelling. When Luna realized he still had not opened the door, she looked to see him staring straight at what lay hidden in between her thighs.

Luna snapped her legs shut and jumped off the table. He closed the gap and his hands found her waist.
He pecked her lips softly while his hand reached for the box of tissues behind her. He wiped the lipstick on his lips and fixed his hair before walking towards the door to open it. Luna turned her back towards the door, trying to salvage the damage done by rearranging the fallen items on his desk. Fortunately, his laptop hadn't been harmed in the process.

"Yes, What's the problem?"

"Sir we thought something happened to you. Miss Palmer has been knocking for the past ten minutes, when there was no response she called us up."

Luna slowly walked towards the door, astonished to see more than ten men in black on the floor, with the blonde guy from earlier chatting with big boss. Besides him stood a brunette with a small face and deep blue eyes, she immediately scowled when Luna came to stand bedside big boss trying to pass.

His hand gripped the door firmly, closing it a little, hiding her from sight again.

"Miss Palmer, Derek will help you shift to the office beside the elevator. You'll not only be my second assistant, but also the receptionist for the Executive floor. You will take the burden off Luna when she becomes.." he turned to look at her heatedly. "Too occupied".

He shut the door just as the brunette raised her  voice in objection, silencing her. Luna was embarrassed, she was sure they heard moaning and had deduced what had been going by their disheveled self's. Her plan to resign and leave quietly had backfired.

She was so lost I in thought, she didn't hear him come behind her till he placed his hands on her waist, pulling her to his broad chest. She sighed, sinking into his warm embrace as he shifted her hair to the left trailing kisses at neck. It was like her body was already familiar with his, and hated how it betrayed her every time.

"I need more time" she whispered closing her eyes, relishing his consuming touch.

"You have till the rest of the day to give me an answer." He mumbled against her skin.

"That's not enough."

"That's all the time you'll get, I can't wait any longer."

His hand combed through her hair, making her unconsciously wet. Fisting her hair, he tilted her head back sharply and her eyes snapped to his. "The next time I do this, I'll sink into you and fuck you so hard you'll beg to stop and I won't stop"

Luna's face was flushed, stumbling out of his hold to which he allowed her by taking a step back, she picked up her bag and rushed to the door on shaky legs.

"You have less than twenty-four hours!"

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Two troubles, one God.

That was the dilemma in which she found herself in. The first trouble being her husband who she hadn't heard from and didn't want to call. She could go back to the apartment or to his parents house, but she didn't want to. She needed to leave him, and some how, Jolene's stunt had unconsciously filed the pathway to walking away without broken bones. Zach just didn't know that she had planned to leave, serving him with the divorce papers would certainly cause him to explode.