THE 18TH FLOOR (2 page)

She rubbed her clit frantically as he continued his penetrations. Just when she thought he was ready to come, he picked her up. With his dick still buried to the hilt, he spooned her on the floor behind the table.

It happened so fast, Alexa didn't have time to protest or react. The rough carpet scraped her bare thigh.

She looked toward the door, expecting someone to arrive and discover their erotic tryst. Sebi's deep breaths fell against her neck. The fear of being discovered accelerated her breathing.
And his

Approaching footsteps heightened the excitement. She canted her hips backward, a signal to Sebastian she didn't want to quit.

He cupped her breast, while tweaking her nipple. His warm breaths caressed her skin as he whispered into her ear. “You're delicious.” He didn't penetrate her fully, avoiding the telltale hip slap that was sure to be heard.

She placed her thigh over his and imagined his black cock working in and out of her pink slit.

His fingers found her clitoris and rubbed hard.

A gasp stalled in her throat as a wave of pleasure rolled through her and the first tight grip of her orgasm held her.

"Relax, I can't move when you're this tight."

His command pushed her past the brink and her orgasm, hard and sweet, rushed through her. The conference room lights could have come on and half the staff could have witnessed their assignation. Alexa was beyond caring.

Sebastian groaned deep in his throat.

She felt his rod pulse within her.

Two more hard thrusts and his body stilled.

Sebastian kissed Alexa's nape as they lay curled together on the floor. His deep breaths gave away the depth of his passion and illustrated how difficult it had been to remain quiet while they made love.

She turned in his arms to face him. He kissed her, letting her know he respected her and what they had shared. “I have to see you again,” Kisses glanced off her lips as he spoke. “This weekend."

Happy about the invitation, she nodded. “But we'd better get out of here. Droves of people will arrive any minute.” After crooking her ear to listen for unwelcomed guests, she rose.

He tugged her skirt down over her hips. “You leave first."

She straightened her blouse and hoped she didn't look like she'd already taken one against the headboard. “Do I look put together?"

Sebastian got to his feet and brushed his lips against hers. “If we were at my apartment, you wouldn't be getting out of bed for anything. You have this gorgeous ‘just fucked’ look on your face and it makes me want you all over again."

Heat rose in her cheeks and she smiled, pleased about her ability to turn him on. “I don't know if I can wait until Saturday."

"You might not have to, but in any case, Saturday belongs to me. I'll call you.” He glanced toward the door. “I hear others arriving. Get going."

Alexa grabbed her purse and pitched the empty condom package inside. With a wink, she left the conference room.

Later that morning, Alexa sat at her desk organizing materials for a production meeting.

"You ready for the kickoff meeting?” Pia, Alexa's best friend and confidant, leaned against the door frame waiting for a reply.

"Just about. I know I'm forgetting something and you know how Ruth loves to get under my skin."

"She does it because you're more competent than she is and that makes her look bad.” Pia gave her a wicked grin.

Alexa snorted in a very unladylike fashion. “One of these days, I'm going to lose my cool with that stubborn old bat. I can't wait until she retires. On second thought, they'll probably have a companywide party I'll have to help plan."

"That would be like sucking on a dirty sock.” Pia leaned out the door, clearly interested in something going on in the hallway. A soft whistle slipped from her lips. “Speaking of sucking..."

Alexa came to the door to see what had her friend's attention. “Sebastian."

Pia muttered under her breath without taking her eyes off Sebi. “I wouldn't mind sucking on him seven days a week."

Sebastian had been the subject of many of their conversations. What happened this morning still seemed surreal to Alexa, but she couldn't resist sharing. “I didn't suck him, but I sure did other things.” She met Pia's gaze with a smug grin and a wink.

"Serious?” Pia pushed Alexa back inside her office and closed the door. “Spill. All the details and don't leave any out."

"I don't have time right now, but let me tell you, Sebastian Law knows how to make a woman come."

"Why didn't you tell me you were dating?"

Alexa got a kick out of her
all ears
attitude. “We aren't in the strict sense of the word, but we definitely had hot sex and we're going out on Saturday."

"I'm so jealous!"

"I've had my eye on him since he came here, but I never had the nerve to ask him out. I didn't think he'd be interested, but this morning, he definitely proved me wrong.” Still smiling, she glanced at her watch. “I have to leave or I'll be late."

Alexa hurried back to her desk to gather the armload of documents she needed. “I'll catch up with you at lunch.” She remembered Sebastian saying he would be eating her for lunch and wondered if he'd been serious. She hadn't put on her panties and her naked pussy clenched at the possibility of making love with him again in a few short hours.

"I'll look for you.” Pia moved out of the doorway so Alexa could leave.

"Or I'll catch up at the end of the day. Who knows how long this meeting could last.” She brushed past Pia and hustled to the elevator.

The door was sliding shut when a large, dark skinned hand stopped the movement.

Stepping into the elevator, Sebastian grinned. “Going my way?"

"Hi—yeah—production meeting on fourteen.” She stepped aside to let him press his floor number.

Instead, he stopped the car. His gaze roamed over her. “You didn't think I'd let you get out so easily, did you?"

Alexa knew her eyes were smiling. “I didn't know what you had on your mind."

"First and foremost, I hope you kept your promise."

He backed her into the corner while running his hand up her thigh. When he reached her hip and found no panties blocking his fingers, he looked pleased. His lips were a fraction of an inch from hers.

All thoughts of being late to the meeting flew from her head as his lips met hers.

His tongue probed her mouth while his hands parted her legs. He discovered the damp heat between her thighs.

"I want you so bad right now.” His breath fell in shallow huffs next to her ear.

Every nerve in her body screamed for more of his touch. “I have to get to my meeting.” Her tone lacked conviction even to her own ears.

"I want you to remember this.” His word barely ended when two of his fingers pressed deep into her. He covered her squeal of passion with his lips.

By the time their kiss ended, her head spun. Warmth flooded her body, especially her core.

He removed his fingers, pressed them between his lips, and sucked the juices. Reaching behind her, Sebastian released the
stop
button. With a slight jolt, the elevator resumed its descent.

She gazed at his crotch, where an obvious bulge revealed his desire. “You are the biggest damn tease. I hope everyone sees your hard on when you get off the elevator."

"You're covered in a pretty blush.” He raised his chin and inhaled. “I smell pussy, too."

Her eyes flew open in embarrassment. “No!” She waved a notebook through the air, hoping to dissipate the scent. A second later, she saw his amused expression.

The car stopped and the doors opened. His voice was soft as she walked out. “Enjoy your meeting.

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Alexa pushed her apartment door open with her shoulder. While juggling her takeout food, mail, briefcase, and keys, she walked to the kitchen. Street lamps shined into her living room through un-shuttered windows.

After setting her belongings on the table, Alexa flipped the light switch. She squinted in the bright light for a few seconds before beginning her evening ritual. She peeled opened the chop sticks wrapper and leaned against the counter while eating lemon chicken. Glancing at the clock between bites, she groaned.
Nine forty-five? They don't pay me enough to put in these kinds of hours.
“I need to get a life."

Her appetite waned and she put the leftovers in the refrigerator next to the four identical white cartons that kept the light bulb company.

A buzzing came from her purse. Retrieving her cell phone, she frowned while wondering who could be calling so late.

"Hello?"

"You're finally there!"

"Who is this?"

Warm laughter filled the connection. “It's Sebastian."

"I'm sorry! Only your number came up on caller ID."

"I've called you a half dozen times since five o'clock. I was getting worried."

His concern perked up her spirits. “I put the thing on vibrate in my purse. I don't get many calls so I didn't even check."

"I was starting to think you'd changed your mind and didn't want to hear from me."

"No! Not at all. I can't wait until Saturday. Actually I was really disappointed to miss lunch today, but the kickoff went until almost three. I didn't have a reason to come snooping around for you."

"Sure you do.” He gave another easy laugh. “But I can appreciate wanting to keep our friendship private for a while."

An image popped into her head making Alexa chuckle.

"What's so funny?"

Still smiling, she sat on a kitchen chair. “I was thinking how public our friendship would have become if somebody had turned on the conference room lights this morning. That would have gotten tongues wagging."

"True, and probably a lot more than tongues."

"Like I could lose my job.” Alexa's mouth turned to dust at the very thought. Her grad school loan payments chewed up a huge part of her paycheck. Getting fired over shenanigans like this morning's would mean having to get a roommate or moving back to Mesa with her parents. No matter how hot the sex had been, she'd have kicked herself until her leg fell off if something like that happened.

"I'd have taken the heat for it. Anyway, there was no harm done, and I thought our risky encounter was extremely hot."

Heat filled her face. “I can't tell you how many times I've fantasized about getting laid on that table. My upstairs neighbors—well, I swear they have sex only in the kitchen."

His mellow laughter made her smile.

"Must be hard to eat dinner with that going on above you."

"Eat, sleep, watch TV—they're going at it constantly.” Alexa walked into her bedroom and kicked off her shoes. “I'm surprised they're quiet tonight. Maybe last night will hold them for a while. Anyway, enough about my horny neighbors. What are we going to do on Saturday?"

"After we get out of bed or before?"

"You know how to make a girl blush, Sebastian."

"Sebi, please."

"Sebi."

"The weather is supposed to be fantastic. I'd love to take you on my boat. We can cruise Rockford Lake, go swimming—I'll bring a picnic lunch. How does that sound?"

"Awesome. It's been ages since I went boating, and I'd love to get outside for a change. All I seem to do is work.” Alexa held the phone to her ear with her shoulder while she unzipped her skirt and stepped out of it.

"Pack your skimpiest bikini and suntan lotion. I'll take care of everything else."

"Skimpy bikini? Are you wearing a Speedo or a pair of those oversized pants that hang to your knees?"

"I might not wear anything at all. The folks on Rockford are pretty liberal. It's pretty common to see topless women during the day and a lot of other interesting things once the sun goes down."

She sat on the edge of her bed, wiggling her toes and wondering if she'd have the nerve to go topless. “What are you doing right now?"

"Lying in bed wishing you hadn't missed our lunch date."

"Ruth is such a bitch. You'd think that satellite was her idea. She hasn't gotten the memo on teamwork."

"No
I
in team?"

"Right.” Not wanting to wreck their pleasant conversation, she changed the subject. “Since you're in bed, does that mean you're horny?"

"Very."

His soft groan made her smile. She unbuttoned her blouse and took it off. The silk garment sailed across the floor and landed on top of her skirt to wait for Saturday's trip to the drycleaners. “Are you naked?"

"No."

She had no idea what possessed her to start this conversation, but picturing Sebi stretched out, naked in bed stirred her imagination. “Do it."

Fabric rustling and the phone jostling sounded like he was getting undressed. “I'm back. And naked. Now what?"

"Are you hard?"

"Close."

Wearing only her bra, she stared at her reflection in the mirror. She unclasped the rose-colored garment and slid it off. “I'm naked, too. Stand in front of a mirror ... a full-length mirror if you have one. Tell me what you see."

He cleared his throat and drew a long breath. “Strength. I have a sexy body with lots of great muscle tone. When I hold you, you'll feel my strength and power. You can see my stomach muscles ripple when I'm on top of you, between your legs."

The comment made Alexa's pussy throb even more. “Put some lube on your hand. I want you to stroke your beautiful cock."

While she waited, Alexa went to her armoire and got out her favorite dildo.
There's no reason he should have all the fun.
She slid the seven inch toy from its silk case and licked the tip, anticipating the full feeling of it inside her.

His soft moan got her attention. “You're hard now?"

"Yeah, very"

"Tell me how it feels to watch yourself stroke your dick. Lift it up, show me your balls."

"Tension ... heat pooling in my balls ... my stomach and thigh muscles are tight, like I'm getting ready to jump. I want some pussy.” His breath hissed. “I want yours."

Goose bumps pebbled her flesh. Alexa opened a bottle of lube and spread some over her dildo. The light pink toy glistened in her palm. “I'm holding my favorite dildo. It's all ready to slide in."