Steve and I had hardly seen each other, he was either working late on a useless project and for the last week he was in Seattle attending a conference.
Romanoff never sent anyone to those conferences, she once told me that she didn't see the point of them and that they were a waste of time. The board must've pressured her to send someone because this time it was Steve.
He hadn't come back until late in the night. He used the key I had given him to get in, I had asked him to wake me up but I knew he would be too tired.
It was now early in the morning, a good girlfriend would've let him sleep in but the whore in me wouldn't allow that. It would be another week until we saw each other again because of my trip, we had to make up for lost time somehow.
I was already showered and ready but that was quickly undone when I was pushed onto the bed ass up face down.
There were barely any words, just a couple of knowing glances.
"Yes, Yes," I moaned, gritting my teeth. With a growl, he turned my body up to face him.
"I'm going to miss you," He moaned, holding my hands up above my head while he kissed my neck.
"I'm so close, don't stop, don't stop," I repeated, pretty sure the knock on the door was coming from downstairs but I wasn't stopping now.
He went faster, his deep moans and heavy body slamming against mine gave me exactly what I needed.
My fingernails dig into his back as we both begin to reach the finish.
"fuck you're so good," He moans, thrusting into me the last few times.
He stays on top of me kissing my face as my breath returns to its normal pace.
"They're at the door," He laughs.
"Let them wait," I say, wrapping my legs around his waist. "I need you one more time," I moan, lifting my hips up.
Even from upstairs, I could hear the knocks get louder and more impatient.
"You're going to miss your plane," He says, but brings his hips down too. for a second it seemed that we were going to start all over again but he stopped and stood up to help me put my clothes back on.
"Seeing you with your clothes on just makes me want to tear it back off," he says, slapping my butt on the way down the stairs as I hurried towards the door that was sure to be kicked in any minute by how hard they were pounding on it.
"I'm read-" I say opening the door, interrupted by the shock of the face I saw behind it.
I quickly shut the door a bit, so she wouldn't see Steve and wave him into hiding out of her view.
"I told you the car would get here at a specific time, 10 minutes is pushing it but 20 is too much," She says not in her friendly but firm tone. She had been a lot more serious lately.
"I'm sorry."
"Get in the car," She says as the man enters to grab my bag. Usually, she was never in the car when she said she'd have one pick me up.
"Yes ma'am," I say sarcastically and roll my eyes. Not that she could see me because she had already turned around.
"Bye babe," I peek back into the door and blow him a kiss. "How mad is she?" I ask the driver quietly as we both walk behind her.
"She was checking her watch while she kissed her girlfriend, so I'd say she's pretty mad," He said, opening up the trunk.
She never brought girls with her on business trips, I wasn't even sure she took them on any trips.
