The Book of Rook

Chapter 7

ROOK

Fuck me that hurt. When I read her text insinuating she masturbated in the shower, I dropped the phone on my face. That'll teach me to text while in bed. Of course, my dick stood straight up thinking it was missing something. Now I'm gonna have to take a cold shower if I can even think about going to sleep. Double fuck.

I get up from my bed and rip off my boxer briefs in the bathroom. Turning on the cold water, I jump in, standing under the shower sprays, hanging my head as I let the water hit my body for a few minutes. Nope, still not helping. I'm gonna have to take matters into my own hands, literally.

I grab my stiff cock and stroke myself thinking about her wrapping her legs around my waist as I plow into her. I close my eyes and slap the tile wall with my free hand as I stroke myself harder. I can picture her tits bouncing in front of me as I bend my head to suck on one tight nipple. Imagining her riding my cock as she throws her head back as she comes, screaming my name. Two more tugs and I paint the tile wall with my release at that image. Shit, that didn't take long. I rinse myself and the wall off. I feel a little better but not by much since my bed is still empty.

It took little to no coaxing to get her number from Angel. Watching Phoenix leave the club without so much as a goodbye to me hurt my heart and ego. She's not getting rid of me that easily. She's a stubborn little one, isn't she. Like I said before, I'm a patient man. I pull on my boxer briefs and lay in bed, falling asleep to her image.

My morning is typical. Get up, get dressed in my suit for work, have a light breakfast that Edith, my housekeeper, made and head to the office. I take the elevator to the 15th floor and I'm greeted by the front receptionist, Clarissa. She a spirited Latin woman with long black hair and dark brown eyes. Her smile always makes my mornings.

"Good morning, Mr. Raines," she says as she reaches for the ringing phone.

"Clarissa, love the earrings. Are they new?" I ask.

"Why as I matter of fact they are. A birthday present from my daughter," she says proudly.

"I'm sorry I missed it. Happy belated birthday. What is it 25?"

She blushes. "You're such a scoundrel, you know my daughter is that age."

"Well, I'm sure you can pass as her older sister," I say with a wink and continue down the hallway to my office.

I notice my secretary, Cheryl isn't at her desk. Probably getting me coffee. I walk into my office and close the door. Turning on my computer, I take off my jacket and hang it up on the corner rack. Flipping through my emails I see one marked URGENT so I click on that one first.

It's from Cheryl saying she was in a minor car accident late last night. She's fine but in the hospital with a broken foot. I immediately call HR and let them know and also to find out which hospital so they can send flowers from the company. Carol, the head of the HR department asks me if I want a temp but an idea pops in my head, so I ask her to hold off until I get back to her.

The little angel on my shoulder tells me not to do it but when do I ever listen to him? I pull out my phone and call my little Sunrise.

After three rings I figure she won't answer until I hear a tentative, "Hello?"

"Please don't hang up, I need a huge favor," I plead. I hear nothing on her end but breathing. Is she going to hang up and not listen to what I have to say?

"What?" she asks in a frustrated voice.

Time to lay on my Raines charm. "My secretary had an accident and I need a temp."