Good At Making Mistakes

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When I came clean about my breakup with Claire to Alaric he was unsurprisingly quick to offer me-and I quote, "hot and sexy rebound sex". It was a little bit of a mouthful.

"Aren't you like 30 or some shit?" I accused, though I couldn't stop myself from sounding mildly disgusted.

"I'm 27 you brat. Plus you're legal. Let's hump like bunnies alright?" He began to sway on the balls of his feet in excitement. He was also grinning like a little child.

A stupid idea came to mind so I made my way over to him and got dangerously close to his face.

"Did I mention I recently discovered I'm actually bi" I whispered this directly into his ear, I could physically feel his body tense and his breath caught in his throat.

Shit this is bad. I shouldn't tease him, if he loves me this is probably damaging his pride.

His arm reached out to wrap around my waist but I swiftly stepped out of reach.

"Sorry" I mumbled softly. My gaze remained steady on the ground while I heard him sigh. His reached out and he used his index finger to lift my chin so our eyes could meet. Wasn't this a bit cliche?

"No worries bunny" his voice was so soft, as was his expression. He wasn't mad he was simply just in love. I couldn't deny it made me feel incredibly warm to know someone as successful as Alaric could ever love me.

"Bunny?" I questioned. He grinned and shrugged.

"It suits you" he teased.

"No it doesn't!"

"Oh yes it does...bunny"

"Stop calling me bunny"

"I'm sorry I couldn't hear you, what did you say bunny?"

I scoffed at our childish conversation and shot him a glare, though it had no real power behind it. I made my way over to the front desk and Alaric retreated to his office.

It felt good to be working again. My phone chimed a few times consistently, deciding it was getting on my fucking nerves I grabbed it to check the messages.

Timothy: The fuck you at bro?

James: Timmy is a little riled up about your absence. Mind telling me why you aren't here?

Timothy: if ur ignoring me I will slit ur throat u pussy boy

James: Timothy and I are just sitting at lunch together, I believe he's texting you, rather violently I can't help but notice. Hope ur okay.

I decided to open up Timothy and Is messages to respond to him first. I feared he would blow a fuse or something.

Me: I'm fine u penispooper leave me alone for gods sake I'm working

I knew he would chuckle at the completely absurd use of the word penis and pooper in one sentence. Next I responded to James.

Me: I'm all good. At work rn, I'm gonna get wasted tonight so I won't be at school tomorrow either, I broke up with Claire btw so don't talk to her. I feel like being petty.

James: u broke up with Claire?

Next thing I know James is calling me and I let out a groan of annoyance. I pick up the phone with hesitance.

"What" I snap.

"You ass I can't believe you broke up with Claire! You know how much I love her and you tell me to ignore her? I'm going to comfort her you pussy"

I stay silent a few seconds completely shocked by the little outburst.

"Uh okay whatever" I say back. He scoffs then hangs up rather quickly. Wow I'm a jerk, but I guess it can't be helped.

It was currently 9:45 pm and I was heading to the staff room to say goodbye to everyone. Though of course Alaric was the only one present.

"Hey" he grumbled out.

"You're in a sour mood" I remark. He just nods as he lays on the couch with his arm draped depressingly across his face. God I feel bad.

"What happened?" I ask softly as I crouch next to the couch by his head.

"My patient is in the hospital right now. Attempted suicide" he whispers. I cringe at the thought. God that's awful.

"Was it your fault?" I ask. Wow that sounded insensitive. He just shakes his head.

"There was nothing I could do. He stopped therapy and he's a minor with a fucked up dad. I couldn't get him to come back. He wasn't suicidal or at least he never told me. He wasn't one who cut either. God I suck" his little rant was completed with him turning his head to look at my face.

Soft tears pooled in his eyes. It was almost mystifying to witness a full on adult cry. It was beautiful yet tragic.

I knew instantly I was going to regret what I was about to do.

I leaned in and placed my lips on his as they trembled. I felt the wetness of tears and could taste the salt. His lips were incredibly soft as he returned the kiss.

Neither of us were willing to separate, we slowly stood up as our kiss got rougher and more needy. He groaned as I pressed my body right against his.

He broke the kiss and took a few deep breaths.

"My office now." He demanded. For a moment I thought he was angry but as he led me with his hand finding its way to my ass I knew he wasn't.

*Mature Content Ahead*

The moment his office door was shut he turned around and kissed me feverishly. He pressed my body against the door and pinned my arms above my head. God this was so hot.

The fact that he was my boss and also 27 flew out the window immediately and pure desire took over. I just needed release and I was happy to have someone so close willing to give it to me.

His eyes grew darker as he pulled my shirt up, I was quick to help him get it off as well as his own. The second our tops were off he pressed himself against me once again.

I felt his member press against mine and I resisted the urge to moan. I guess he knew exactly what I had been thinking.

"Nobody is here and there are no cameras or mics in here. Moan as loud as you want. I want to hear the noises you make my little pet"

Was it just me or was he a kinky little shit?

His mouth found its way to my neck and I decided to just listen to him. I shamelessly released my moans and pleas. He seemed beyond satisfied as he did the same.

He backed away and watched me with hooded eyes.

"On your knees." He said. His voice was beyond stern and I had no strength in me to refuse. Besides Alaric looked like he had an amazing dick.

I unbuckled him and pulled both his pants and boxers down. His erection definitely impressed me. His member was bigger than mine and my inferiority complex kicked in immediately. Now that I was mildly pissed about how sexy he was I was determined to hear him mewl and beg for me.

Throughout the blowjob he moaned soft praises and instructions for me to follow. I was beyond ecstatic when he told me "you're amazing at that, a real natural". It filled me with pride for some reason.

After that Alaric had the pleasure of bending me over his desk to fuck me. This was my first time being a bottom and once again I was surprised at how good it felt.

When we both finished he shot me an amused look.

"You sure are a loud one" he teased me. I shot him a weak glare and he only laughed.

Jesus Christ I just let my boss fuck me. Why the fuck am I so good at making mistakes?

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