Delicate

8

Anastasia's POV:

I heard a knock at my cabin door and it opened. I looked up my laptop to see Liam.

He smiled at me.

I felt my heart skip a beat as he did. Our eyes met, but I broke it off as events from our last night crossed my mind and I felt my cheeks become hot.

"Are you-", he was cut off by another knock at the door of my cabin. It was Jennifer. 
"Boss asked you to meet him at his cabin. Quick.", she left dropping the last word at me. 
"I'll excuse myself.", I told Liam as I got out quickly. I saw him following me to the Boss's cabin.

I knocked at his cabin door and went in. Liam was entering but Boss didn't let him.
"I only asked for her Liam.", Liam gave him a cocky look and went out.

"So, Ms. Williams, are there any rumors about us outside?"
"Uh- what kind of rumors Sir?"
"Hmm, so there is. Rumors of fucking you."
"No sir. There were about dating not that."
"Mhm, if such rumors arise, let me know immediately afterward."
"Yes, Okay Sir."
"You may leave now."
I nodded as I got out. 

Liam went in as soon as I got out. I felt something was off with him. He seemed a bit worried. Maybe it's his workload. Mr. Assistant CEO. Hah!

I went to my cabin and resumed work. I heard footsteps entering my cabin and I lifted my head to see Liam. 

"It's 4 pm already. When will you go home and get ready?"
"Hey, shush, everyone will know. Keep it low."
"I don't care. By the way, I just got off work. Do you need any help?"
"Umm, yeah can you please check this data out? I have assembled them here.", I asked him pointing to my laptop screen.

"Yeah, sure. Show it to me.", he stood behind me leaning into the laptop over me. His face was just beside my ear. 

He was going through those pages as I was sliding them and explaining them to him.

"For cost-conscious customer service organizations, creating self-service tools on their website-"

I paused as I felt his hand inching towards the hem of my skirt. 
"Don't stop, baby girl. Keep on explaining. I'm listening.", He whispers in my ear.

I continue explaining as he continues to dive into my skirt. His hands traced my inner thighs and under his grip, my legs were weak enough to be open whenever he commands. He forced my legs apart and palmed my womanhood. I was mumbling at this moment but I knew I shouldn't stop.

"-phone menus,....ahh...um- mobile apps and community forums are- ah", I couldn't help my moans as he worked his fingers against my clit from above my lingerie.

"a cost-effective way....", I gasped as he slid two of his fingers inside me.

His thumb circled my clit.

I suppressed my moans and continued, "To deflect customers from- ahh! Liam!", I shut my eyes as he curled his fingers with rigorous movements.

I felt his hot breath on my ear and I bet he was smirking at his victory of having so much control over my body. My head fell back into the headrest of my chair. One hand found its way to the handle of the chair to have support while the other went to grab his arm. His fingers became sloppier as I covered them with my wetness.
'God, yes! Keep going.' He did it again, he curled his fingers and I couldn't prevent my hips from rising to meet his thrusts. Oh God, I was riding his hand. That had to be bad. I told myself to stop. I couldn't. Somehow, I found my hands tangled in his short hair. My body was coiled tighter, grasping at his fingers, so wet now we could hear the slippery sounds every time he drove back into me.

He leans down and kisses the lobe of my ear, his fingers still moving rhythmically inside me, his thumb circling and pressing. My legs begin to stiffen as I push against his hand. He gentles his hand, so I'm brought back from the brink ... I come instantly again and again, falling apart beneath him ... then I'm building again ... I climax anew, calling out his name.

He quickly covers my mouth with his other hand as my screams and moans get muffled. He knew I couldn't resist screaming when I come. God, my legs were shaking as he took his hand out and fixed my skirt in position. My face was flushed with the heat as I struggled to breathe.

He looked into my eyes from beside my face, I blushed as I saw him licking his fingers covered with my release.

He ignites something inside of me which is far from mere lust. I never lusted about this man in this way, but I ended up being mouth-fucked and finger-fucked by him. 

He stood straight and walked in front of me. He took my hand and helped me stand up. 
"Good girl.", he said and I melted. I melted under his touch. I managed to walk out with my belongings as he assisted me. He helped me get into my car and leaned by the car window.

"See you at exactly 6, baby girl. I won't tolerate it if you are late."
"What if I am?", I questioned playfully.
"Then I am barging inside your house and picking you up whatever way you are. Even, naked. That sounds even better.", he smirked as he backed. 
"Uh-", I was at a loss of words. 
"Your dress would be there soon, and I will pick you up then.", he said in a deep tone mixed with seriousness in his voice.
"Okay! See you!" 

*time skips*

I got the dress from him and oh god, I look so sexy wearing it.

A white satin noodle-strap dress.

Sexy dress for a sexy man.

Perfect for a date night.