Unprofessional

Fifty; A ride***

It was quite late and the office doors had closed down for the day. Nathalie hastily moved to her car, in the underground parking lot. Marcus tailing her, updating her about the day's running. He kept on talking until they came face to face with Romeo. Marcus' mouth went shut, given the deadly look he was receiving from Romeo.
"Nath it's late I should be on my way home". He said and moved to his own car, he speedily left the place, leaving the duo to be by themselves.
"I was listening to an important matter". Nathalie frowned at him, her voice came out stern while he stood unperturbed and calm, starring at her blankly. He was leaning by her car leisurely, not bothered about her sullen look.
"I didn't chase him". He shrugged nonchalantly. Nathalie had to take a deep breath to calm herself down because this gray eyed man was putting her through tempests.
"Besides I need a ride home". He drawled.
"Excuse me?" She gazed at him quizzically.
"My car's got some issues". He said lazily, sounding like a non liar.
"You have more than one car". She pointed out.
"Nath..." he chuckled before continuing, "You owe me some good favors don't you?"
She clenched her fists in sheer anger, he was cunning and conniving. She felt a strong urge to slap that smirk off his face.
"Move aside". She ordered, her hand stretched to the car door, so she could get it open but he held her hand, preventing her from opening the car. She glanced his way, got captivated by those molten gray eyes of his and so kept her eyes glued to his. Romeo looked different, she marked.
"You've been avoiding me lately". He said, she snatched her arm from his hold forcefully, she was as strong as him physically yes but not emotionally, he was affecting her in strange ways. Ever since she left his house, images of him have been embedding on her mind, making it hard to stop thinking about him.
"If you want a ride keep quiet". She warned. The earlier they got away the better for her because she was losing it.
"I want a ride, a maddening ride from you". He smirked as he closed the gap between them, she was caught off guard. He hastily wrapped his arms around her waist, pushing her closer to him.
"Romeo stop this madness". She scolded, denying herself the luxury of sniffing his cologne or leaning in. She refused to be lulled into the devil's trap. This fine godly work of art was a certified womanizer, she didn't just want to be another feast.
"I'm madly in need of you". He spoke insistently. "Let's play a game... I get to kiss you, if you don't fall into need, I'll let you be but if you do? You would ride me". He said, his gray eyes shimmering with mirth.
"It's not a fair game". She argued. If he was to kiss her then she would lose without batting an eye.
"You don't want to play?" He chuckled. "You have the ability to push me away  but you haven't, you're eyes are pleading for a kiss, your body is burning with need Nathalie. You desire me as fuck".
She groaned, one of his hands had found a way into her inner thighs, beneath her skirt. His fingers creeping further, closer to her underwear.
"You are not stopping me Nathalie". He husked in her ears, rubbing her clit through the fabric of her underwear. She parted her legs slightly to give him access, as she let out another groan.
"Too bad I didn't have to kiss you". He chuckled. He stopped what he was doing and the look he got from her was that of disapproval.
"My bad Nath...you don't want to be my bitch". She clutched his arms, noting that he was about leaving. How could he put her on edge and want to disappear? Right then, she cared less of what she had said that day. She was a woman after all.
"What do you want Nath?" He asked her, with a sinister smirk playing across his lips.
This was going to be hard, he just awoke her canal desires. It had been decades she got laid. She needed a quick release. She could touch herself but...the feeling of his fingers against her clit. She wanted those slender fingers inside her.
She held his hand, brought it close to her mouth then she took his three fingers into her mouth, sucked on them.
"Fuck Nathalie". He cussed, he felt blood rush down to his member.
She then guided his fingers to her sex, he pulled down her underwear and touched her arching flesh.
"You haven't told me what you want Nathalie". He said, teasing her by drawing circles round her clit.
"Rom..." she moved her hips, gesturing to him what she wanted. It wasn't enough, he wanted to hear her speak.
"Tell me Nath". He urged. "Should I fuck you?" He asked, and she nodded softly.
"Words amore" he emphasized.
"Yes"
"Yes to what?"
"Nathan just go ahead and fuck me okay". She said loudly.
"As my lady wishes". He smiled and then complied, giving her the ecstasy she yearned for.