Quantum Obsession | 18+

25 ~ I need you

The moment I enter the room I find him working on his files.

" You don't need to knock before coming to my room " He straightens up lifting his gaze from the files, looking at me with a soft expression

" Didn't you just pass some rule that nobody is allowed in your room and everybody should follow it diligently "

I snort clasping my hands together.

" You don't fall in the category of nobody or everybody, Get that in your mind, you do not come under that " He seethes curtly and shoves his files away.

" Now come here " He beckons me closer forwarding his arms

Wearing a white ironed shirt, The crisp, clean lines of it accentuating his well-groomed appearance more, the perfectly tailored fit of the shirt highlighting his physique in a subtle yet alluring manner. The stark contrast of the white fabric against his bronzed complexion adding more to his rough rugged masculinity

As I stand in front of him, he sheathes his hand around my waist tugging me closer and dips his head into my chest taking a deep whiff.

Even sitting on his chair his head comes up to my collarbone, He slowly rubs his stubbled face all over my breasts constantly sniffing me.

" Why did you call me? " I thread my fingers into his hairs, I love running them over his strands.

" I haven't seen you from the morning " his gravely voice muffled into my boobs.

My heart feels like it will beat out of my chest, the fact that he missed me makes me so giddy , so mushy. The air between us crackling with an undeniable tension, a current of unspoken desire. I inch closer , close enough to feel the warmth of his breath on my cheek. And in this moment, I know - this is exactly where I need to be.

" I saw the list " I mumble, shifting a little " Why did you choose me?, I have not even submitted anything"

He lifts up his face from my chest, and pulls me closer.

" I will always choose you " His fingers digging into my flesh, his heavy breaths fanning over my boobs.

A strange sensation flutters through me, My pulse quickens, blood rushing through my veins, my palms becoming clammy. He will always chose Me

Maybe in academics or college, but in real life never, I know he would never ever chose me in his life, that's the reason he decided to marry.

Shall I confront him about it?

But I don't want to ruin this moment, What if he really says that he wants to marry that girl, I am not in a condition to accept that right now.

And all of a sudden, He pulls me onto his lap, this time I don't protest , Rather I lean myself into him. A sanctuary of protection, comfort and intimacy cloaking around me. The warmth of his touch and physical closeness makes me feel so safe and wanted.

My legs brush up against his, the contact with his hard bulge sending a jolt through me, like an electric current pulsing beneath my skin, I glance over trying to gauge his reaction, but It's so intense yet so serene.

Slowly, deliberately, I angle my body towards his, our knees now touching, my back pasted against his front. I hold my breath, waiting for him to pull away, to create a distance between us. But he doesn't. Instead, he turns his head slightly, our eyes meeting for a brief, electrifying moment.