My Salvation (23 page)

Emily was looking for part-time work to make
some extra money when she wasn’t working the bartending job. Cali
forwarded the email to Owen asking what he thought. Five minutes
later there was a knock on the door between their offices.

“Come in.”

He walked into the office with a piece of paper
in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. He sat the coffee on
her desk and showed her the piece of paper. It was Emily’s
resume.

“Did you seriously just email this too me when
you could have gotten up and handed it to me instead?”

“Yeah, so what? I have work to do and don’t want
to deal with any of your
office rules
today.”

“You do know technically this is my office too?
Every office in the building is mine. I could have you anywhere,
anytime. Just saying.”

Cali shook her head. “You’re such a smart
ass.”

“Not denying that, but I am telling the truth.”
He took a seat in one of the white chairs in front of her desk and
leaned back into it.

“What do you think of Emily?”

“Honestly, I think she would be a great fit. You
aren’t looking for an overly professional admin, but someone who
wouldn’t mind getting their hands dirty. I think she could handle
it well. Plus I’ve known her long enough that I trust her and
wouldn’t mind having her work here.”

“Okay, I’m going to bring her in for an
interview.”

“You know, you are going to make Erik very
happy,” Owen said.

Cali tapped her chin with her finger. “That’s a
perk. I would love to see him relax a little. Maybe if he got laid
once in a while he would have a smile on his face.”

“Can we not talk about Erik and his sex
life?”

“What? Maybe lack of sex is part of the problem.
I can’t wait to see the look on his face when Emily comes in. I’m
not going to tell him, just have her show up for the interview,
letting him know someone is coming in.”

“We’ll have to tell Steven too. He told me he’s
been joking with Erik lately, trying to get him to loosen up. I
love that he takes his job so seriously and that’s why I want him
guarding you, but we all need to have a little fun once in a
while.”

“Agreed. So, what are you doing over in my
office? Was coming over to give me shit over a resume the real
reason for your visit?”

“I don’t need a reason to visit my beautiful
girlfriend. In fact,” he said, standing. “Maybe I’ll go grab my
laptop and spend the rest of the day working with you.” He started
walking to the door.

She waved her hand through the air and turned to
the computer. “Whatever makes you happy. Just be quiet. I have work
to do.” He turned around to give her a look and she stuck her
tongue out at him.

“Keep sticking that tongue out at me and I’ll
put it to work. I know just the thing to keep it busy.”

“Nope, I’m good. I’ll keep my tongue hidden for
now. I have too much to get done.”

“Okay, but remember that the next time you show
it to me.” Cali started typing on her computer, pretending not to
hear him.

He emerged from the doorway a minute later with
his laptop and cell phone in hand. They spent the remainder of the
afternoon working in silence. Avery stopped by at one point looking
for him. She had a surprised look on her face when she saw him
lounging in one of Cali’s suede chairs, but she quickly masked
it.

Cali would figure her out one day. They were
getting along better and even made plans to have lunch together
later in the week. She hadn’t told Owen yet, but didn’t think it
would be a problem. They planned on ordering in and eating in
Avery’s office. Hers was much bigger than Cali’s, more like the
size of Owen’s.

She hoped one day they could be friends. She
knew it was a long shot, but was going to try to get to know Avery
better. She didn’t have many female friends and it would be nice to
have another woman to talk to. She did have Adeline, but she also
wanted someone near her own age.
Maybe one day
, she
thought.

~ 22 ~

The work week was moving by in a blur for Owen.
He had a lot of meetings with customers and teams to make sure the
projects were all on track. If he committed to a timeline he liked
to stick to it.

When he arrived home Thursday evening, he found
Cali on the patio grilling. She had the outdoor table set for the
two of them. He had to admit that he loved coming home to her
cooking dinner. She didn’t cook often, but when she did he always
showed his appreciation.

She was bending over at the table lighting a
candle when he came up behind her. His hands found her hips and he
pressed himself into her backside. She looked over her shoulder and
pushed back.

He circled his growing erection on her. “You
drive me wild, beautiful. Want to skip dinner and go upstairs?”

She turned to him and placed her hands on his
chest. “Later. I made dinner and you’re going to sit and enjoy
it.”

Reaching behind her, he grabbed her ass and
pushed her forward, into him. He was fully erect and his appetite
wasn’t for the steak on the grill. He growled in her ear, “You
better eat fast.”

She smacked him away and went to check on
dinner. He asked if she needed any help to which she quickly
refused. Sitting at the table, he checked his email while waiting.
At least he was able to do work from home.

Although, lately he was making a point to tell
everyone that once he left the office he was not to be bothered
unless it was emergency. He wanted work to stay at work. Cali was
his main priority once he was home, but if he had a moment he would
scroll through email on the phone.

Throughout dinner she teased him by running her
foot up his leg to run along his semi-hard dick. Watching her, he
thought she was enjoying the food like it was her last meal. She
would close her eyes and moan with every bite. At one point she
lightly traced her nails along her nipple just to drive him
wild.

That was the last straw for him. The napkin was
thrown onto the table and he walked to her side. Owen reached down,
picked her up and threw her over his shoulders. She screeched in
surprise. Once she was on him, ass up in the air, he gave it a loud
smack. She didn’t seem too happy about it, but he could tell she
was only playing.

Now that he always had someone on security
detail at home, he couldn’t just throw her onto the couch and fuck
her. He had to move somewhere private to take her like he wanted.
Strolling into the house he weighed his options.

A light bulb went off. There was one room he
hadn’t showed her yet. She protested the entire way, asking where
they were going.

He took the stairs with ease, even with Cali
slung over his shoulder. Making a right at the top of the stairs,
he walked until two black doors were before him. One of the doors
was slightly ajar so he used his foot to nudge it open.

With one foot inside, the motion sensor kicked
the lights on in the large room. “Where are we?”

Owen smiled widely. “This is my man room.”

“You can’t be serious. You have a man room?”

“Of course I have a man room. I have a huge
house and needed to do something fun with this space.”

He was proud of the room. The man room was where
he let out his inner child. The rear of the room, closest to the
doors had a large, modern pool table. It was white with black felt.
He had an old fashioned popcorn cart in the corner and a few
old-fashioned arcade games lining the wall. In the front of the
room were two rows of black leather recliners and a large screen.
He could watch movies, television or play video games on it.

Setting her down on the pool table, he moved to
the panel on the wall. He turned on music and strode slowly toward
his target. Her hair was laying loose over her shoulders, her shirt
had ridden up slightly, showing off her firm stomach. He was
drinking her all in. When he reached her mouth he noticed her
bottom lip drawn in-between her teeth.
Fuck she’s sexy
, he
thought.

She gripped the edge of the pool table. With a
straight back and legs hung over the edge, she shifted under his
gaze. He knew the affect he had on her and he reveled in it.

He stood at the table’s edge and her legs parted
to make room. Taking a step forward, he brought his hands down to
grip her thighs and pull her flush against him. Not saying a word,
his hands moved to her hair, fisting it and pulled her head back
until her eyes met his. She gasped in surprise, but didn’t push him
away. He didn’t want to hurt her, only control where her eyes
went.

Owen leaned forward and took possession of her
mouth. When their tongues touched her hands went for the zipper on
his pants. In one fluid movement, she freed his stiff cock from
it’s confines. Working him up and down with one hand, the other
cupped his balls, rolling them in her palm gently.

Their contact was broken when he took a step
back. He wanted to stay in control as much as possible, but every
time her hand was on him, any control started to melt away. She
looked confused by his action, but didn’t say anything.

Instead, she hopped down from the table and
pulled the shirt over her head. She took a step forward, removing
her shorts as well. Unclasping the red, lace bra she was wearing
caused her breasts to bounce free.

She stood in front of him wearing nothing but
matching red panties. Owen clenched his jaw to keep from groaning
out loud. Stunning didn’t even begin to describe the woman in front
of him. She moved to him with a purpose, like a cat about to devour
its prey.

She lifted the shirt from him. Her delicate
hands trailed over his chest and stomach. She moved forward and
sucked on one of his nipples.

His hands found her back and he glided them
along her silky skin. She hooked her fingers into his shorts and
boxer briefs, pushing them to the floor. Bending at the waist, she
gave him a perfect view of her ass. She moved his clothes over his
feet, tossing them aside.

As she straightened she raked her nails up his
legs. When she stood all the way up, her hands rested on his ass.
Removing her hand from his ass, he led her back to the pool
table.

His voice was thick with lust when he spoke.
“Sit down, Caliana. I want to watch you bring yourself to orgasm. I
want to see you come by your own hand.”

He sat in a chair across from the pool table to
get a front row seat. She moistened her fingers with her tongue,
swirling it around them. Her other hand lightly trailed to her
nipple, twisting and tugging on the stiff peak. Legs spread wide,
she dragged her wet fingers to her slit.

She pulled herself open, gliding her finger to
her entrance. His leg started shaking involuntarily. The show she
was putting on was more erotic than any porn he had ever seen. A
lot of willpower was used to keep his hands in front of him, away
from his cock.

She slid one finger inside, then two, thrusting
them in and out. Her fingers alternated from her entrance to her
clit, slowly building herself toward release. Owen could see how
wet she was from where he sat. The lamp that hung over the pool
table provided excellent lighting.

Her fingers were coated and he had to refrain
from leaning forward to pull them into his mouth. She put one hand
behind her, to hold herself up. Her long curls hung down behind
her, swaying with every move. She was riding her hand and a soft
cry rose from her throat.

Giving in to his urges, he gripped his cock. The
pre-cum allowed his hand to easily move over him. Watching her
touch herself was something he would never forget. She was raw,
open for him and beautiful.

The arm holding her in a seated position started
to shake and she collapsed to the pool table. One hand remained on
her clit, while the other had two fingers buried inside. The louder
her moaning became, the faster his hand pumped. He stood and went
to the side of pool table, wanting to see the look on her face when
she came.

He stood next to her, pumping his cock, watching
her with rapt eyes. She must have sensed his presence, because her
eyes opened to look at him. Removing one hand from herself, she
moved it to his length. She slid closer to the edge of the table to
take him into her mouth. His hips bucked forward when her tongue
began to swirl around him.

She took him to the back of her throat and
continued to touch herself. Her hips lifted from the table and her
stomach tightened. He knew she was seconds from coming. Putting his
hand on the base of his cock, he pumped it while she sucked.

She started writhing and shaking on the table,
releasing him from her mouth as she came. His fist moved faster
making him buck forward as he released onto her chest. Cali was
beginning to relax as his strokes became slower, bringing himself
down.

Looking at her, he watched her spread his seed
onto her nipple. She lifted her fingers to her mouth, sucking off
what remained. “You’re so fucking hot,” he said.

His cock had started to harden again surprising
him since he normally didn’t bounce back so fast, but with Cali
there was no normal, only extraordinary. He helped her stand and
brought her to the chair. Pulling her forward, he lifted her to his
lap. She straddled him and leaned in to kiss him. He could taste
his come on her and it drove him wild.

Her hips came forward to rub against the length
of him. She was still wet and slid easily over his dick. His hands
dug into her hips, helping to guide her movements. Her body was
shaking over him while his tongue devoured her mouth.

Breathless, she said, “Owen, I’m going to
come.”

“Not without me in you. I want to feel you
pulsing around me.”

She lifted enough so he could position himself.
The drop of her body wasn’t fast enough for him. He took control,
driving into her in rapid succession. Cali screamed his name as her
orgasm jolted her. He pushed into her twice more before
releasing.