Jefferson's Secretary

smut??

WhAt iS tHis???? An acTuaL cHapTer??

ANGELICA'S POV
At work

I hummed happily as I worked on whatever shit I needed to for work. John and Laf had already came over, talking about some shit Alex did. When's the bitch not doing anything wrong?

"Angelica, my office, please." Thomas called. I nodded, finishing up a sentence that I was writing. I got up and walked into his office, closing the door behind me. He immediately kissed me, making me stumble backwards. I kissed back as his hands started tugging down my skirt. I pulled away, holding his hands so that he'd stop. "Baby, not here... everyone would hear us..." I whispered. Thomas smirked. "I like a challenge." He moved in to kiss me again, but I stepped back. "Tommy..." I warned.

He sighed. "Fine. But can we still do it?" I bit my lip in thought. "Meet me by the bathrooms in like five minutes." He silently cheered. "Yay! Thanks, babe." He pecked my lips and I walked out of the office after fixing myself quickly. I walked quickly down the hall to where the bathrooms were located and waited outside of them.

A few minutes later, Thomas came. I smiled. He grabbed my hand and pulled me into that one bathroom where it's accessible for everyone but there's only one of them I think it's called the handicapped one idk and the author really needs to stop rambling. It's quite annoying.

He closed and locked the door before shoving me against it, kissing me hungrily. I pulled away, staring into his dark eyes. "Try not to make any marks..." I whispered. He nodded knowingly and started kissing my neck roughly. I bit my lip to avoid moans. I don't want anyone to hear us. "That's no fun." Thomas whispered, a smirk planted on his face. I stuck my tongue out and he chuckled.

He took off my shirt and skirt, leaving me in my underwear. I took off his shirt and pants as well, leaving us only pieces of cloth away. He kissed down my body, stopping at the top of my panties, using his hands to pull them down. He straightened his back and started to rub my pus pus (I can't do seriousness Jesus fuck). I bit my lip again, determined not to moan. Thomas stuck a strong finger in me, resulting in a strained whimper. He put in another, and time seemed to speed up. He soon took the fingers out, pulling down his boxers. I leaned my head against the door as he grabbed my hip. I wrapped my legs around his waist and he positioned me so that I wouldn't fall.

Without a word, he inserted his cOcK roughly into me, and I gasped as I was unprepared for that. Thomas waited until I was comfortable, then he started to thrust, deep and quick. I cried out as he sped up, putting his entire length in me.

He kept one hand firmly gripped on my hip and moved the other on the door next to my head. One of my hands was behind his neck, and the other snaked up to his hair, tugging gently. "M-mph..." he grunted.

I could handle it anymore, so I let myself release on him. "F-fuck, baby girl." He whispered, cumming inside of me. He pulled out and I let my feet drop to the floor.

We panted heavily, our foreheads pressed together. Thomas kissed me softly once we calmed down a bit. I smiled, loving how he can be rough one minute and gentle the next. "I love you, baby." I whispered. "I love you too." He caressed my cheek with his thumb before pulling away. "Uh, we should get back to work." I nodded. "Right."

We cleaned up, putting our clothes on and kissed one last time. "We should do this again." Thomas smirked. "In your dreams." He winked. "How did you guess." I laughed quietly. He walked out and I followed behind him. He was walking pretty normally, but me on the other hand... I was limping, only a bit, but just enough to notice. Damn it, Thomas.

I made it to my desk, no one that I could see watching, and started to work like nothing happened. John walked up to my desk, Laf right behind. He frowned at my appearance. My face was probably still a bit flushed. "What happened?" He asked. "What happened with what?" They stared at me unbelievingly.

"You know what we mean. How'd you get that limp?" I didn't respond. "How'd you get that limp, Angie?" John asked again. "I fell." I lied. They raised an eyebrow. "You fell." Laf repeated. "Yeah, I was going to the bathroom, and I, uh, I tripped, and I fell, yeah." John licked his lips. "Did you fall? Or did you fuck Thomas?" I smiled charmingly. "Whatttttt, fucking Thomas, never happened before. Why? Have you fucked him?" John rolled his eyes. "Look, Ange, we're teasing you."

"Oh. Yep, I knew that, haaaa." They chuckled and walked back to their desks.

After work when it was only me, Thomas, and a few other people I didn't know left, I started packing up my stuff. Thomas hadn't came out yet, which he usually does around this time. When I finished, he still wasn't out yet.

I got up and walked into his office, stopping at the doorframe. What I saw in there was something out definitely of the ordinary. Thomas was...

First off, I swear to god someone better have gotten that fucking dear Evan Hansen reference.

Also... cLiFfHanGeR!!!! What'd Thomas dooo? I don't knowwwww(yeah I do)...

Also, @ someone who I forget the name of- sorry this isn't smuff. But marliza smuff or fluff will be out soon ;)

And
I have an idea for this book
But yknow
It's an idea that I've seen in like so many books. I might use the idea, but I don't wanna sound basic, yknow. A problem I've seen when I've written stuff.
Anyway, just wanted to put this here so it seems like I wrote more than I actually did.

Oh I'll give you a hint to what the idea is.
Ahem
pRoTeCtIon wHo??????

;)

Love you
-McKenzie