His Stripper

Chapter 10

Elijah POV

Dime sat in my 's office within the city where all of my major decisions took place. It had been a couple of weeks since the incident at the charity event. Neither of us had spoken about it, or what i'd admitted after. She hadn't run away from me.

In the meantime, I had made it my mission to discover who'd been in the bathroom with Dime , and i'd gotten the names of all the women, including Sandra . I didn't have a problem with making them suffer.

"You're not like them, you know," Dime said, startling me.

I looked toward her again. Even after her with for nearly a month now, she didn't bore me. Jack had to fight not to merely stare at me. I loved her company so much, which was why I always brought her to work.

Every day was a mixture of pleasure and torture, pleasure for just having her close, and torture because we couldn't spend the entire day fucking like rabbits.

She closed the book she'd been reading and turned toward me. "The other day you said you were exactly like them." She shook her head. "You're not."

"It has taken you this long to tell me otherwise."

Dime smiled, and it made my stomach clench. There was so much warmth within that gaze. I'd gladly stare into her eyes all day long. She was nothing like the women i was used to.

I couldn't stand to be near anyone else for so long.

"To be honest I was thinking about what you said."

"Which part?"

"All of it." She tucked some hair behind her ear and he watched her stand up, moving toward her. She rounded the desk and leaned against it. Her ass was perched on the edge of the desk. The jeans she wore molded to every single curve, and I noticed that unless I asked her to wear anything different, this was all she wore, jeans and a long shirt. "You can't deny that you're different." She took my hand, locking their fingers together. "You could leave all of this to someone else to run, and yet you're always here without fail."

"They're my workers. This business depends on me, and I know in one turn of the market, all of this could end."

"Exactly. You don't take any of it for granted." She leaned forward, kissing my lips. It was then that I realized that it was the first time she'd initiated their touches. I squeezed her hands, offering her comfort, and pulling her down so that she was straddling my waist. She released a little giggle, wrapping her arms around me. "You're not like anyone else I've ever known."

I ran mt hands down her back, grabbing her ass and giving the rounded globes a squeeze. "Damn, woman, you make me so damn hot."

"It makes me wonder what would have happened that day if you'd not seen me."

"I'd have found you."

"How can you be so sure?"

I cupped her cheek, sinking my fingers into her blonde dyed locks and pulling her down for a kiss. She didn't fight me.

I'd easily get lost in her touch, needing her more than anything else in the world. "Because I've always been looking for you, that's why."

Not a day would go by without me giving her what she wanted. It would be my mission in life to constantly put a smile on her face, to put a ring on her finger, and one day soon, put my child in her stomach. Just the thought of her swollen with my kid was enough to make me pull my own cock out and begin to work the length.

She'd make for a damn fine mother and wife.

The truth was, I loved her.

The fire in her eyes. The passion in her body, and the love i'd caught a glimpse off was all mine to possess. I just needed to make sure I never destroyed that.

"You're so romantic." The twinkle in her eyes made me laugh. She gave a little wiggle on my lap, and her laughter was infectious. "You and I both know what you're wanting."

"Well, I have to say, Dime, I've never fucked a woman on the desk of my office."

"Never?" she asked. "I find that hard to believe. A hot, sexy man like yourself could have any woman he wanted."

"Yet the only one I want is in my arms right now."

I lifted her up and placed her on my desk, not caring as he threw items off to make sure she was comfortable. Unsnapping the buttons of her jeans, I slowly peeled them down her legs before I tore at the fabric of her panties.

Sitting down in my chair, i stared at her pussy. Already she was wet for me . Licking my lips, i couldn't resist a taste of her anymore. Sliding her lips open, i stared at the swollen nub of her clit and groaned.

Taking her into my mouth, I sucked her, thrusting two fingers inside her cunt as I did. She cried out my name, the sounds echoing off the walls, arousing me even more.

This was my woman, and she had no clue what i had planned for her. What i wanted us to both become. From the moment i first saw her, my goal had been to get her into his life. From that point on, it had been working for another goal. I wanted her as my wife, to completely devote her life to me .

I loved her coming to work, being by my side. That's what i wanted so damn much, but i also wanted to fulfill every single desire she had as well, and not leave her out.