To New Beginnings. Sequel -(On Hold)

Chapter 3

Nathan

"Send her in!" I commanded with venom in my voice. The urgency to have control and order was one of the curses I inherited from my father. Most of my friends always complained that I was too 'high strung', but this business never leaves me time to rest. Like my father, I couldn't turn it off. I was becoming him and yet, I couldn't stand to be in a room with him for more than five minutes. But now... now we have a "mutual understanding" and it was as if all the moments when I was puzzled of his actions but suddenly, it slowly began to make sense.

We agreed that we would keep this father, son duo as a respective partnership but with the passing of my mother, rather, it turned to silence at dinners and awkward run ins at office. It made me miss the stern old man he once was...

Moments later, she strolled in after my deep concerning thoughts.
"Sir, you nee-" She sounded like a nervous wreck.
"Have a seat." I gestured to the chair in front of me.
Her eyes glowed, a glossy grey blank.
I eyed her carefully.
The door shut behind her and she eased into the leather arm chair.
It crinkled and sang beneath her long legs.

There was a depth of silence between us and we would look about the room before exchanging glances.
I had to be sure it was safe.
I arose from my seat forcefully and went up to her, towering over her stiff tiny body. The smell of Chanel oozing off her was subtle, yet enticing.

She perked up once she caught my gaze. We were both on the same page and before I knew it, she shot up from her seat as eagerly as I did and aimed for my chest, her lips smack dap into mine. I took a deep breath at the well expected impact.

My hand caressed her face. Making it's way down her side and to her ass. I had to admit it left me a little disappointed but her skills didn't sell me short. I pulled her back momentarily and looked down at her small face. Her lipstick was smeared. Her lips were swollen and her eyes had lust engraved in them.

I could feel the tension slowly loosen and I wanted for her to get to work. I left her and marched to my office door, my back to her as my hand grazed over the metal.
Footsteps made their way behind me and I felt heat emit over my back and the warmth felt good. She turned me aggressively, slamming me against the door with force. I froze.
"Dammit Natasha, how many times do I have to-" she kissed my lips and bit down gently, pulling and marking it with her fingers. Damn she was so insatiable.
She began to work my neck, her breath on my ear. I can tell she was on her toes and hiding the fact that she was putting in effort to reach me. Then without hesitation, her hand made its way to my friend, where she fondled and played her game, teasing me, warming my groin.
I was getting hard between her fingers and she was enjoying her work.
"Are you proud?" I spoke my breath in exasperation.
Her lips formed a devious smile and she continued her stroking game, followed by her lips traveling down my chest, meeting with her hands at my crotch.
"Are you ready?" She spoke in a seductive tone, challenging my question with one of her own. She proceeds to look up at me to catch me hold back every ounce of desire to devour her.
There was an unzip that echoed throughout the quiet room. I could also feel my pulse race in anticipation.

No time wasted, she engulfed me and I gasped at the wet, warmth of her mouth surrounding my length. She moaned softly and I pushed further in a frenzy and shortly after, my sexual frustration was finally alleviated.

Moments later, I finished and she stood back up to meet my eyes, wiping the corners of her mouth with a devilish grin.
"Did you enjoy that?" I looked at her curtly before answering.
"Like always." I let out and proceeded to grab her and kiss her with as much forced passion that I could. She'd always come to my office to do one thing and one thing only and I was positive that half the office knew about it by now. Especially since I've been so on edge lately, simply have her in my office just about every other day for our 'meetings'.

"Same time Thursday?" She cleared her throat, pulling back to adjust her clothes and smoothen her hair. I observed her body for several seconds disregarding the question.

"Nathaniel!" She practically yelled her hands gripped at her waist; her tone demanding.

"Lower your voice." I couldn't help but to say. "Remember you're an executive assistant because of me and I'd advice you to be aware of your place." She was taken aback, mouth gaping.
I worked on fixing up myself, not to bothered by her disbelief.

"What's with the vulture attitude today?" I continued to ignore her and carried on to my desk.

"When I need you, find your ass in this chair ready." I commanded and her puzzled expression turned to smile.
"You're so sexy." She quirked...

The room was empty with only me to occupy it now and I reveled in the moment.

I sat thinking about my life.

I am truly becoming my father.

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