Pain and Pleasure

Chapter 2

When I arrived at work, I made sure to spend an extra 5 minutes just sitting in the car.

I was still frustrated, but the coffee I stopped in for on the way to work seemed to help. However, I just knew sex would solve all of the problems.

As I took my last sip of coffee and breathed in some air, I jumped out of my car, heading towards the doors of my job.

I loved it here. I really did. It seemed like something out of a movie. The building was huge, and glass windows seemed to cover every inch of it. The revolving doors made for an interesting touch, and I remember the excitement I felt as I walked through them for the first time.

"Leah," I heard my work colleague Jess call out to me. "Leah, come here," she beckoned. Usually I hated being demanded by people, but I've begun to notice that it's the new norm here. I reached Jess and realised that she was in the company of a man. "Leah, this is Dominic," she introduced us, the guy holding his hand out for me to shake. "Dominic is from our other branch. He's been moved here to take over the manager's position."

Nodding, I couldn't help but inspect this new guy. He was tall, at least 6 foot 3, towering over my small 5 foot 4 figure. I couldn't help but notice his eyes; they were a perfect emerald green colour, and I watched as they searched my face. To match his tall build, he was obviously very ripped. His shirt strained against his arms, and his hands..god his hands. They looked like they could crush someone's wind pipe in one squeeze. That thought made me damp in between my thighs, and I had to shake my head to stop the thoughts.

"Well it's nice to meet you, Dominic," my voice squeaked. All I could do was hope that no one noticed. Dominic definitely did, though. I could see a slight smile appear on his perfectly full lips. I turned to Jess. "Are you right to still help me with the um, the project?" I couldn't help but become distracted by this man's looming presence.

"Of course. Dominic, are we all good here?" Dominic nodded, leaving Jess and I to walk away. "Okay, I don't swing that way, but the things that that man could do to me..." trailed Jess, letting out an exaggerated sigh. "Holy hell."

Chuckling, I couldn't help but agree. Internally. Because Jess knew that I had my John, and I didn't want her to think of me as some cheating skank.

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Jess and I had finished the project and it was ready to be handed in. She had disappeared to go to lunch, and I was left by myself to go and give it to our new boss. As I walked towards his door, I couldn't help but be nervous.

With a knock and a grunt saying 'Come in', I opened the door to see Dominic looking down at some papers. He only looked up when I coughed. "Can I help you?" He didn't sound annoyed, just busy. And my staring at him didn't help anyone.

Coming back to reality, I held my work out to him. "I um..Jess and I.." I couldn't find any words. "Our work. Here." I shook the pile of paper. As well as mentally kick myself. What the hell was that? A 3 year old could have put that sentence together better than I could have!

That smile found Dominic's face again. God, all I wanted to do was touch those lips. That face. Feel the stubble on his face as his tongue traced down my thigh and plunged into-

"Are you going to just stand there holding them, or am I able to have them?" my boss' voice cut off my thoughts. And thank god they did. I have no idea what has gotten into me. "Is that all?"

Nodding, I licked my lips and breathed out a "Yes Sir." I could have sworn I saw his eyes get darker, his Adam's apple bob as he swallowed hard. But I just figured it was my imagination.

I turned to leave, feeling Dominic's eyes on me as I left. Usually I wasn't good with people watching me, but I felt my hips sway, my back straighten and my bum poke out a little bit. As if completely out of my control, my body put on a little show for him as I trotted away. God, what was going on? Was I that sexually frustrated? Granted, Dominic was so so damn hot, but I wasn't like this.

As I returned back to my desk, my phone started ringing. It was John. Huffing, I answered. "Yes?" I snapped, feeling bad right after. "Sorry, that was uncalled for. What's up? Are you okay?"

"I just wanted to let you know that I'm going to be home late. Andrew and a few of the other guys have invited me out. So don't wait up." One thing that I always appreciated about John was that he always told me if he was going to be late and what he's doing so that I don't stress about him.

Nodding, I answered him. "Alright, well have fun and be safe. I love you." Despite our arguments and disagreements lately, I really did love John. He was my first real love. My first real everything. We said our goodbyes and hung up, leaving me to try and plan my night as I tried to focus on my work and completing the tasks I had due throughout the week.

As I finished up on my last assignment, I looked up to see that everyone had cleared out. In my confusion I glanced at my watch: 6pm. I had been so wrapped up in my work that I hadn't noticed that my colleagues had left. Chuckling at my inability to notice the world around me, I started packing up when I heard a deep voice behind me.

As I spun around, I noticed his tousled black hair was sticking up, showing that he had been running his fingers through that luscious hair. "Why are you still here? Everyone left bout thirty minutes ago."

That voice. Those lips. That jaw. I gulped. "I um...I didn't realise everyone left." Another gulp. Gosh this man was so intimidating. "I was busy on my work. I was about to head out now, Sir."

Dominic's jaw clenched and his eyes turned a deep green as they focused on me. "Don't call me that," he warned me. "Or I will have to make sure you never call me that again."

What did he mean by that? Part of me wanted to ask, the other part was too scared. I pushed through my emotional turmoil and asked. "What-what do you mean? What happens if I call you that?" I could barely recognise my own voice as it came out in a soft little squeak.

A sinister grin came to Dominic's face, proving to me that I chose wrong by asking. He took a step forward, making me step back. Another step forward. I stepped back, crashing into my desk. "Well, Leah," he started. He gripped my wrist, spinning me around so that my back was to his chest. He threw my hair to the side, exposing my neck and making goosebumps appear when his breath hit the skin. I wanted to wiggle my way out of his grip, but all I could do was stand there, frozen. "I will have to bend you over this desk," he continued, stroking my hair. "And whilst you're bent, I'll have to lift your skirt up to expose that sweet ass of yours." His voice got deeper and huskier, warning in his tone. My fear increased, however my ability to move didn't. "I'll have to move your panties to the side, lift my hand up and strike down on your bare, perfect, plump ass, making you scream and beg for me to stop."

My breathing increased. My heart sped up, threatening to jump out of my chest. Who did he think he was? Who gave him the right to talk to me like that? Swallowing, I whispered, "Please let me go. I won't do it again. I'm sorry. Please don't hurt me." I never begged. Ever. But this time I was so scared that he was going to hurt me.

As if coming to his senses, Dominic pushed me away and took a step back. He looked at my terrified face, his eyes going wide. "Oh my god," he breathed. "Leah, I am so sorry. I didn't mean to say that. Fuck. Oh god. Are you okay?"

Watching him, I grabbed my stuff and held it to my chest, tugging my skirt down. Even though he hadn't actually done anything, I felt as though he could see what was under the fabric. Shaking my head, I quickly side stepped him and made a bolt for my car, not looking back to see if he was following. I jumped in the vehicle, taking off as soon as the engine started.

The whole drive home, I caught myself looking in the mirror to make sure that he wasn't behind me. Tomorrow, I started in my head. Tomorrow I quit. There was no way that I was working there whilst he was. I also made the conscious decision to not tell John. There was no use stressing him out over some vulgar words. It wasn't anything that I couldn't take care of anyway.

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