Bev: The Interview (4 page)

Victoria paid little mind to the large blue hand that ushered them through the thick wooden doors of her now ex-boss's office. She was far too busy sucking Armon’s succulent, soft lips and exploring the sweet softness of his mouth.

So many nights she dreamt of his embrace, of his strong hands caressing her back, greedily cupping her breasts and then finding their way down to the heat between her thighs. Now that she was here in his office, with him completely naked except for his poor boxer briefs that strained against the ever-growing size of him, it felt surreal, like a dream unlike any other. Never before in her dreams or her fantasies had she witnessed the true hunger in his eyes, the powerful want that burned in them for her as she did in that moment.

Kicking herself off the floor, she wrapped both legs tightly around his toned waist. He responded by cupping her ass with one hand while his other arm wrapped around the small of her back pulling her closer into him. Her heart raced at the thought of him inside her, and with her skirt hiked up above her thighs she could feel the gift he had grown just for her.

He walked with her in his arms with strong, easy, slow steps to his large desk and laid her gently onto its empty, cool surface. That's when she noticed the desk had been hastily cleaned off, and everything except the phone swept into a chair at the far end.

She turned a quizzical eye at her now ex-boss. He smiled at her and shrugged. "Bev pushed everything off the table so she could sit on it, before she called Alien Resources and explained to me what you are dealing with out there." His bushy, deep ocean blue brow furrowed in thought, "Come to think of it, she never did tell me why she needed the whole table cleared off."

"Smart woman," she giggled while nipping playfully at his ear. The deep rumble from his chest letting her know he approved.

Victoria wiggled her body down, sliding down Armon's rippled abs and settling her wet, silk-laced mound firmly against his cock. The look of pure satisfaction swept across his stunning face. His intense, smoldering forest green gaze darkened and pinned her fast with hot desire, inciting a deep, craving in her tingling core. She leaned forward, touching her nose to his, fully enjoying the heady musky smell of his skin.

“I’ve longed for this moment ...I didn’t think you’d ever noticed me,” she faltered.

“I couldn’t risk losing you my sweet Victoria. Being under my employ...I couldn’t, legally or ethically. I’d never...take advantage,” his voice rough and breathless. He pushed his throbbing cock slowly against her swollen lips, underwear annoyingly still in place.

His hand cupped hers, bringing her open palm to his lips. He kissed it gently, then lay his cheek in the tiny nook of her small, delicate hand, closing his eyes. He breathed in her sweet scent, reveling in the warmth of her hand. He sighed deeply before his sharp, meaningful gaze fixated once again on her. “I love you Victoria. I’ve loved you since the first day you walked into my office,” the husky tone in his voice and the sharp possessive look in his eyes ignited an infernal firestorm inside her. “I can’t...I don’t want to wait a second more. I want you. I need you to be mine,” his chest heaved in his effort to restrain himself. “Only mine.”

Did she want to be his? Only his? Bypassing the whole dating and courting ritual had robbed them of the chance to discuss how they felt about each other or where they stood.

“I need to hear that you want this now...as much as I do. I’ll understand if you don’t-.”

“I want you too Armon,” she heard herself responding. Her heart had taken charge before her brain had time to make up its mind. “You think I make a habit of jumping people at work? I love you and I’ve wanted you too from the moment I laid eyes on you,” she admitted. “But...”

His body went stiff, perfectly still and his lips pressed tight. He was bracing for impact.

“We’ve lost enough time already, don’t you think?” Her lips pulled into the biggest smile she could muster.

His head dropped slightly as tension left his body. His face delved low while his luscious lips took possession of her mouth, his previous restraint taking flight. He kissed her deeply and urgently. His sleek tongue weaved greedily into her warm crevice engaging in a sultry grapevine motion; a soft, smooth, tantalizing dance, teasing hers to come out and play.

Her cheeks flushed and her pulse quickened. Her body quivered, one part aroused, one part excited and one part angry that they'd waited so long to express how they felt to one another. She kissed him back, tasting and sucking on his plumb, sensual lips, softly in the beginning, then hard and deep. Trying to express all that she felt for him through this one kiss.

She twined her delicate fingers about his rich, unruly, deep ocean blue hair on the back of his gorgeous head and pulled him closer, locking their faces together.
He said he loved her. He wanted her. The chairman of the board of the largest, most prestigious firm in the Syalantian Empire, the man that every woman went to bed fantasizing about wanted her. Just her. And the best part is that she was completely, head over heels in love with him. He was hers and nothing else mattered. She was finally happy.
Her body overflowed with hot desire for him.

She gasped as he kissed her neck, nibbling his way down to her collar bone while his big hand explored her excited breast through the layers of her blouse. He fumbled with the strange clasp -favored by designers in their quadrant of space- that would free her bountiful bosom from imprisonment. He pulled and twisted and finally looked into her face, his eyes desperate and pleading. She let the corners of her open mouth pull up and nodded her approval to him. His eyes glowed savagely before several hooks and the silver clasp that held them in place were torn from her shirt along with the thin strips of white Andovian silk, leaving only perfect breasts still partially trapped in the lacy purple Benzidite bra she wore. He touched a small sensor on the right side of the main strap, allowing the cups and the remaining straps to retract and disappear. His hypnotizing forest green gaze blazed hot at the sight of her bare naked breasts, electrifying her body.

His large hand kneaded her breast softly in the beginning, taking in its ample size and flicking her pebbled, sensitive nipple with his thumb. Her eyelids shut and a deep groan filled with need purred in her chest, urging him on. His grasp got tighter, he squeezed harder, and his teeth bit softly in the hard nipple, sucking it deep. Her spine arched and her breasts pushed forward deeper into his mouth. Then, he switched breasts repeating the sweet, continuous kneading, sucking and nipping. She bit her lip not to scream and to hold her climax back. She wanted to get there with him inside her and didn’t want to tip off the entire office of their sexual escapades.
Or was it too late for that?

His large cock was firmly pressed up against her dripping mound, only two thin strips of clothing keeping him from sliding into her hot cave.

"Beautiful," he whispered. Her eyes opened to find his locked tightly into hers. Gone was the meager man that clammed up whenever he spoke to her. Gone was the boss that had gone out of his way to avoid her. Now he was everything she'd ever seen in him. Of course as long as he dealt with anyone but her. But at this moment, this perfect male specimen cocooning her body with his was totally focused on her. He was powerful, confident and knew what he wanted. From the look in his eye to the low rumble of his chest Victoria new that he wanted the exact same thing that she did – for him to come inside her, to finally claim her.

Anticipating her needs, he slid her soft, silky, purple lace panties aside, using his thumb to rub her sensitive slickness up and down along the length of her swollen, wet lips, while his other hand gloriously freed his massive cock. He allowed it to replace his thumb’s ministrations, gliding up and down along her sex which was flooded with the juices of her arousal.

Then suddenly he pulled back, perched on all fours above her. His ravenous gaze took her in, a mischievous glint in his eye, “I have to taste you my sweet Victoria.” His strong muscular arms pulled back and his hands squeezed the top of her thighs.

Victoria moaned and nodded licking her lips. His fingers grazed softly her skin as he pulled her panties off and gently pushed her knees apart baring her wet, swollen pussy to him. In that moment she felt unbelievably vulnerable and incredibly hot. Her most intimate area was exposed and ready for him. His green forest eyes went dark before he dropped his head fiercely between her thighs. He kissed her lower lips softly before he lapped hungrily the sweet juices of her arousal. His fingers pulled her outer folds apart to allow his tongue to delve deeper into the soft swelling of her silky entrance. He licked and sucked in relentless repetition on her sensitive nub. 

Her body was assailed by crashing waves of unbelievable pleasure. She groaned, craving even more for him. “I need to feel you inside me, Armon. I need your hardness inside me. Please take me now,” she pleaded.

              She didn’t have to ask twice. Armon lined up the tip of his hard cock with her swollen pussy. His thumb continued to stimulate her pearlescent nub as he slowly worked his length in inch by glorious inch, stretching and filling her warm sheath. Claiming her body as he did her heart. When her core was completely invaded by his length, allowing her to get used to his size, he started a slow, rhythmic thrust. Short and gentle in the beginning, not wanting to hurt her. Then he pushed a little harder and she moaned in pleasure. His next thrust was harder and deeper.

“Yes Armon, yes, that’s it,” she screamed, her body pushing up toward him, thrashing about with each powerful thrust. Tendrils of ecstasy raced from her core, to her spine and back again, as her lower lips gripped and tugged at his ever-increasing, throbbing cock, until her world exploded into a looping kaleidoscope of pleasure and color. Wave after wave of satisfaction crashing into her center then receding only to crest even higher the next time. Her only connection to the outside world, the gasping and shuttering of the powerful man inside her as they both climaxed together.

They lay together with him still inside her for a few minutes catching their breaths, allowing their heart rates to settle. Both blissfully spent, they enjoyed each others’ warm embrace in silence. The moment was so perfect Victoria felt time itself had stopped. Only the rhythmic beats of his heart seemed to exist. A big, silly smile adorned his flushed face and she was in heaven.

Without notice, he started to rise, the long, sensuous muscles in his naked body moving and stretching, increasing the distance between them. Her heart dropped to her feet. In one quick jump, he was off the desk and stood before her in all his beautiful, naked glory, his eyes glowing with adoration and love. He howled like an animal, then he bent down and pulled her into his arms, “You are amazing Victoria! I’d imagined a thousand different ways our first time together would be but none of my dreams ever came close to this.” He leaned forward and his lips sucked tenderly on hers.

She wrapped her arms around his neck. Her fingers raked through his thick, deep ocean blue hair. “You should thank Bev, she’s the love genius,” she chuckled, trying to think of a way to truly pay back the large, not-so-scary blue goddess who brought happiness into her life. 

"I'll show that bitch," he growled.

Tentatively, the man palpated the swell of his split lip for the seventh time after he had pulled himself into the chair of the first working terminal he found. The angry ex-VP of marketing furiously typed in the darkened outer office on the top floor of the Extravagance Corporation. By the time he regained consciousness in the fire stairwell, everyone but the chairman and his bitch were gone. He knew what he had to do.

Nobody treated Lassiter Quagmire like that and got away with it. Jackpot
.

Financial documents and databases from the last six months popped up on the screen in front of him. One by one he began to search out his digital signatures and replace them with that of Victoria Paisley’s. Invoices, bank transfers and expense account documents were all digitally scrubbed and then re-stamped. He was so proud of himself for hiring that dirty six-armed hacker to make him a backdoor into the corporation’s data banks, he was practically beaming. "If the galactic revenue service ever gets an anonymous tip and audit Extravagance, her ass will spend the next 20 years in a Holian ice jail planet."

He found a nice little rhythm, punctuated by the loud thumping and moaning that emanated from the chairman's office on the floor right above his. He was so wrapped up in his hate that he took little notice of the large figure standing behind him.

"Oh hell no!"

Lassiter swiveled in his chair to come face to thigh with a large blue statue. Recognition sucker punched him – the scary Zedrovian female from earlier. But before he had a chance to react she reached out and grabbed him by the ear.

"Ouch! Ouch! Ouch!" The grown male cried as she twisted him out of the chair, maneuvering him so she could sit down herself.

With one hand on the keyboard and the other firmly pinching the ear of the crying ex-VP of marketing, Bev carefully tapped in a code and began to carefully undo everything the slimy little bastard had done, destroying the forged documents before the local servers had a chance to overwrite the main data banks during their hourly backups. But not before she dropped a note to the Galactic Revenue service and alerted the local Syalantian police outpost.

"You can't do anything to me, you destroyed all the proof." He cried, alternatively swiping at the hand that was holding him and releasing a very unmanly whimper.

Bev snickered at the pathetic excuse for a male. She had dealt with his type before. "Please, I’ve all the proof I need. And I think the GRS will find the original files I sent to them very interesting. But you are correct, I don't have anything legally to tie y'all with tampering corporate records or your attempted sabotage, but as far as a punishment is concerned, I believe I saw earlier that you enjoyed a good spanking."

Pain morphed into confusion as Lassiter’s addled brain tried to discern the meaning of her words.

Bev proceeded to fold the grown man over her knee. She lifted one arm, and his eyes went wide with panicked understanding…

Whack! Whack! Whack!

"Whoops, sorry there," Bev grinned sheepishly, "forgot about the nails."

The End

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