Personal Possessions (29 page)

I was so infuriated I hit
the wall beside her, making her jump and wince away. I felt like
shit for what I did. The thoughts of those marks on her arms came
to my mind. I needed to calm the fuck down, I didn’t want her to
think I would ever hurt her.

I put my mouth up to her
ear and whispered.

“
Open your eyes and look
at me, sweetness.”

I needed her trust. This
was not about anger, this was about desire and yearning. I needed
to be inside of her…I needed Elle to want me as much as I wanted
her.

Slowly, Elle opened her
eyes. I laid my lips up against her ear.

“
Do you feel how hard you
make me, Elle? My cock is pulsing here. My body is vibrating from
me attempting to restrain myself from touching you. This has been
going on since the first time I saw you walk into that conference
room. Do you know how excruciating it is to jack off just too
immediately go hard again? Do you Elle? I don’t think you do.
You’re destroying me, Elle.”

I placed her hand up
against my pants so that she could feel my throbbing cock. As soon
as her hand hit my pants, Elle wrapped her fingers around me and
shit that felt good.

Slowly, she began stroking
me. I had to stop thinking about what was truly happening or else
this was going to be the fastest hand job known to man.

“That’s it Elle, do you
feel that, baby? That’s what you do to me. It’s all for you,
sweetness.”

Her strokes followed the
rhythm of my breathing. She started to speed up.

“Ya Elle, fuck! You do
this to me, do you see how much power you have over me? That’s it
babe, god Elle, you don’t know how bad I’ve missed your
touch.”

I lean back in and grab
her ear with my teeth. My hips have started to roll as Elle has
moved in closer, trying to push herself up against my shaft, her
breathing has become fast and heavy. I want to feel her come on
me.

I lift my head up to take
her mouth. Elle gives me full access. Our tongues fight for control
as I am enticed by Elle’s sweet taste. I want so bad to plunge my
fingers within her, but I am not going to be able to touch her
until she asks me for it. I begin moving my hips in deeper…slower
teasing her. I feel her spread her legs farther apart so that the
tip of my dick will hit her sweet spot, I dip down and grant her
wish.

Elle’s moans fill the
bathroom and urge me to continue on. Her hands go for the button
and zipper of my pants and I know that I need to hear the
words.

“Tell me Elle, all you
have to do is say the words.”

Suddenly, Elle pushed me
away with all her might, which meant that she knocked me back a few
steps but it was my sign that she did not want to
continue.

I watch as she silently
moves over to the mirror to check her hair and makeup. I’m out of
breath, hard as a fucking rock and need release and dizzy from all
the blood flowing down to my dick that is obviously going to have
to be stroke off…again in the shower…again… by me.

“I’m going back up to the
room to freshen up, Mr. McHale, I will be ready to leave for the
office in fifteen. If you ever try something like that again, you
won’t be fucking anything again for a while, are we
clear?”

I couldn’t answer her.
Hell, I could barely even catch my breath. I slid a small smile on
my face, held the door open for her and watched her walk through
it. As the door closed, I laid my head up against it thinking to
myself, that what my momma used to tell me might actually come
true; I just might end up with a hairy palm.

I ended up doing the same
thing I did this morning; I changed my suit and now I was again
waiting on Elleny. Holding the door for her to head out to the
elevator, I thought I would inform her of what was still on my mind
and on my tongue.

“By the way, love the
gloss, tastes like cotton candy.”

I laughed as she rolled
her eyes.

As I waited for Elle the
second time around, I called the hotel and had the concierge go
grab my car and bring it to the hotel. Just as we were walking out
under the canopy, I saw they were arriving with her. I jumped in
the driver’s seat of my Audi R8 Spyder, I haven’t had a chance to
take ’er out in a while but I loved this lady. She was sex on
wheels and I was not ashamed to show her off.

“What the fuck is this and
how did it get here?”

I heard Elle squeal. I
think her mind was blown.

“
I had it brought over, I
thought maybe after work I could take you out, show you the
town.”

I could see her face
lighten up; she loved that idea.

“Maybe.”

Was the only response I
got from Elle...

…I was shocked.

I didn’t take the scenic
route to the office, I figured we have fucked off enough time this
morning…literally. I would frequently look over at Elle and see her
taking in the sights, I was surprised her head wasn’t exploding
from big city overload. Although, I could see that twinkle in her
eye become brighter and brighter every moment she was
here.

Pulling up to Mac-Gentry,
I think was the topper on the cake. Elle’s could not pull her mouth
closed. She was definitely a small town country girl who had big
dreams of leaving but just never got the chance to…how I envied
her. I grabbed a hold of her hand and pulled her gently back to
reality leading her to walk up the front walk of the
building.

“
When I was putting
together your contracts for Richland Manufacturing I would’ve never
put you and Mac-Gentry together. Where did you think of that
name?”

I didn’t want to go into a
long drawn out story so I put it in a short and sweet
answer.

My last name was McHale, I
didn’t really want to use that, didn’t sound very professional, so
I shortened it and just made the “Mick” longer and that’s how I got
the “MAC”. I went into a partnership with a guy I met in college,
Greg Gentry. He was a madman when it came to buying out business.
We were partners until we became widespread. Greg got bored, he
wanted out. He was in it for the chase and when you get to a
certain point that chase decelerates and ultimately you’re sitting
on the sidelines catching your breath. We were making millions by
this time so I bought him out. Now it’s all mine.”

“Aha…nice.”

Stepping into the elevator
the same thought from last night’s elevator ride came back into my
mind. I looked over at Elle as she stood looking straight
ahead.

“Don’t even think it
McHale….not going to happen.”

Shit, I was totally
busted. She could read exactly what I was thinking. I chuckled as I
stepped in front of her. I put my hands up around her to box her
in.

“But what you seem to
forget, Miss Barker is that this is my company, I make the
decisions on what will and what won’t happen here.”

I teased as I
winked.

Hearing the chime of the
elevator door, brought me back to professional Trevor. I pushed
away from her and allowed her to walk out of the elevator first.
This was an almost everyday sight to me, but stupidly…I forget that
Elle had never seen anything like this, so I allowed her a moment
to take everything in.

The waiting area is
immaculate. Modern furniture surrounded the enormous space. On the
left is a waterfall covered wall with Mac-Gentry Firm etched into
it. The water runs over the logo. The base of the wall projects out
as if it’s meant to hold flowers, but instead of flowers it holds
millions of small pebbles and flood lights that illuminate the
Mac-Gentry logo. To the right are two very modern couches that face
each other. They looked more along the lines of white material
covered benches with one huge roll pillow the length of
it.

Between the couches sat a
stainless steel coffee table with a glass tabletop. The table was
home to one simple black vase that contains three large-pedaled
bronze flowers. The chairs were the same design of the couches,
none of the furniture had arm rests or backs. All the chairs face a
wall-mounted television that was set on CNBC.

We walk deeper into the
waiting area to see the receptionist desk right in front of a clear
wall of glass with two doors right in the middle. One of the doors
has a card reader on it so that employees can slip their ID’s in
the slot and go right through, obviously we didn’t have
one.

“Carlene, I’d like you to
meet Elleny Barker-Jackson”

I spit out like it was
poison on my tongue.

“Elle, this is our
receptionist Carlene. Elleny is going to be working here with us
for the next couple of weeks, I need you to make sure that she is
given an ID so that she can come and go.”

Carlene smiled and
welcomed Elle as though she was a long lost friend of
hers.

“Elleny, it’s a pleasure
to meet you. Of course, I can have your ID to you by the end of the
day, will that do?”

Elle smiled
back.

“
Please, call me Elle and
it’s a pleasure to meet you as well. The end of the day is fine, I
don’t plan on going anywhere.”

Carlene was attractive.
Tall with long blonde hair, she looked to be in her late twenties,
early thirties. She was thin, personally, she was way too thin for
me, but hey… some men liked that.

“Elle it is then. If you
need anything my extension is in the employee directory just give
me a buzz.”

At this point she looked
down at our joined hands and her smile increased, which in turn
made me smile. I could feel Elle tense up and just as quickly she
pulled her hand out of mine returned to speaking with
Carlene.

“Thanks again, Carlene and
I will probably be taking you up on your offer.”

Elle said as she chuckled
a small fake laugh.

Carlene hit the button
under her desk and opened the door for us. I grabbed Elle’s hand
again, this time I made sure she wasn’t going to be able to pull
away. The main room which was housed with the salesmen’s offices
was a large room with hundreds of divided areas that were
individual workstations. Because the salesmen spent ninety percent
of their time out in the field, they didn’t need a lot of
space.

All of their areas
contained a large L-shaped table, a computer, a phone and a chair,
they provide their own decorations. Some workstations are all
decked out with pictures of their families, pen holders, calendars
hanging on cork boards, coffee mugs, small radios; and some of them
have the bare essentials; a picture of the spouse, maybe their
favorite pet. On the right side of the area high up on the wall is
another television with the same channel on.

Around the perimeter of
the middle were their manager’s offices. These managers were housed
in actual offices. Their names were posted beside the door along
with what department he or she administered. All of their offices
overlooked the middle.

I led Elle along until I
came to Sam’s office. I wanted to introduce him to Elle. I hadn’t
mentioned anything about her to him, so this, I’m sure was going to
be a surprise. I knocked on his door as his head came up from the
paperwork he had in front of him.

“Trevor, I heard you were
on your way back, I didn’t expect you back until tomorrow. Did
everything go well?

Sam’s eyes went directly
behind me to Elle as the shit eating grin on his face
grew.

“
Hello, who do we have
here?”

“Sam, I’d like you to meet
Elleny. Elleny, this is Sam Fordham, Sam is in charge when I’m not
here.”

I noticed that Sam was
backing his chair up to stand, he walks past me as though I’m not
even in the room, he has his eyes set on Elle.

Sam’s held out his hand,
as Elle takes it to shake, he turns it over to lay a kiss on it. I
felt my breakfast begin to come back up the same way it went down.
I had to swallow so that it would stay right where it was. Could he
get any fucking creepier? Elle’s eyes come straight to me looking
for a way to get out of this, I just shrug and let the moment roll
by.

Payback for blue balls was
such a bitch.

“
Elleny, such a beautiful
name.”

“
Elle, please…call me Elle
and thank you. It’s a pleasure to meet you, Sam.”

Her eyes come back to me
again, I still said nothing.

“
Ummm, Sam…. I am going to
be working with Mr. McHale here for the next couple of
weeks.”

Sam’s eyes came to me in a
“what the fuck is going on” kinda way as they glanced over in
Elle’s direction.

“
Wonderful Elle, I look
forward to getting to know you better, maybe we can….have lunch,
possibly, one day?”

I quickly grabbed a hold
of Elle’s hand again and swiped the area where he had placed his
mouth. I didn’t want one single remnant of another man, including
Sam, anywhere on her body.

Elle squeezed back,
acknowledging that she could feel my body tensing at the words that
had just broke through Sam’s lips. Like I would allow that to
happen…he was going to have to seriously rethink his lunch plans.
Elle’s eyes caught mine and I’m sure she could read the emotion all
over my face. I was not happy.