U N E X P E C T E D

T H R E E *

January

Catalina sat back in Harry's chair while he was on the couch complaining about his secretary, Veronica, while Catalina was barely listening to him. She picked up a piece of chicken before bringing it to her mouth and eating it. She was deep in thought.

This was the last week of January which meant that Harry's birthday was only just a few days away, he would be turning 26. Harry hadn't told her what he wanted. She would ask but as usual Harry would say As long as I spend it with you and maybe receive a couple of blowies, I'm good. Catalina would just roll her eyes, he was honestly too much sometimes.

Although she was her own boss, Catalina still had one hour lunch breaks, Grace as well. She had been here in Harry' office for over twelve minutes now and for twelve minutes, they were eating chicken and chips but Harry couldn't stop talking.

"...Anyways, enough about me. Have you got your outfit for tonight?" Harry's voice brought her back to reality. They just finished eating and he threw away their boxes in the trash can. Harry lied down on the couch, his blazer off along with his shoes. He had his hands behind his head and was looking up to the ceiling.

They were going to an event that was being held by a non profit organization. Once in a while they attended these events. Most of them were from the fashion world, since Harry does own a clothing line. Sometimes he even donated clothes to charity.

"Yes, actually, and it's really pretty too."

Catalina came around the couch and sat on Harry's lap causing him to sit up so she could sit properly on his lap. He wrapped his strong tattooed arms around her waist and she wrapped her arms around his neck, playing with his hair. Harry was now sat properly and she straddled his torso, her knee length blue silk dress was now hunched up to her thighs.

Harry took the opportunity to slide his hands up and down her thighs. He leaned closer and brushed his pink-painted lips with hers. "M so tired," he mumbled just as Catalina started leaving open mouth kisses to his neck moving up to jaw flicking her tongue against his skin. She took his jaw in one of her hands, the other one in his hair, and kissed him, deeply and hungrily.

"Baby," Harry said breathlessly almost. Catalina pulled away and looked at him, a pout painted on her lips that she knew drove Harry crazy, her hands sliding up and down his chest to his stomach to his belt, tugging it a bit. "I'm tired and exhausted, and-" He stopped mid sentence, Catalina pulled his belt out in one quick movement that had left him a bit overwhelmed with the situation. She was moving fast.

Catalina pulled his zipper down and felt the shape of him, his dress pants still on. "Maybe I can help with that," she whispered in his ear biting the lobe before kissing his neck. Harry took her face in his large hands and kissed her properly, just the way she liked. It was an open-mouth kiss so their tongues were slicking against each other.

He puckered his lips around her lower lip before sinking his teeth into the flesh and pulled back, immediately kissing her again, pressing their lips harder making her moan against his mouth.

Since Catalina only had panties underneath her dress, Harry pulled his panties aside, taking off the blue lace that matched with her dress. Catalina pulled away from him to take his pants off along with his boxers, his pants were in a pool at his feet. They were not wasting time, time was ticking and they had almost forty minutes.

They skipped over any kind of comments and foreplay. Catalina's hands were on Harry's shoulders and she raised her hips to press her opening to his tip that was already dripping with pre-cum.

Harry had one hand holding her her hip and the other one grabbing the flesh oh her ass. Both of their jaws dropped as she was sank down his dick. They both released moans that had her eyes pinched closed. She was sat down fully on him so deep that she let out a moan, almost sounding like a cry, "Oh my God, Harry. You're so deep."