Untouched (5 page)

I graduated from high school and received a full academic scholarship to Boston State University. Initially, I visited home for the holidays, if I managed to save enough money from my part-time job to cover the air fare. Eventually, I began using money as the reason I couldn’t visit, which was logical given my state as a college student. To this day, I created what I thought were convincing excuses to stay away, although I knew it hurt Mom that I didn't return home. Maybe one day, I would. Maybe.  Going back to Dayton seemed impossible to me. The mere thought of home slapped me with every memory I was desperate to forget.

The stroll down memory lane jolted those wistful emotions of which I’d extricated myself years ago.  I didn’t want to think about any of this. I needed to redirect my attention to me; something that typically required little to no effort. I was unable to do that today. It was because of him.  Why did my determination seem to dissolve in the presence of Aiden Wyatt? It wasn’t as though he was attempting to do anything more than get me into bed, therefore the love and trust complications didn’t exist. So why the internal struggle with this?  What puzzled and quite honestly frightened me was the realization that this situation with him somehow felt out of my control.

Men had been useful for one and only one purpose in my life thus far- to fill in from time to time when B.O.B. couldn’t quite get the job done. Some may have considered it harsh but I considered it necessary. I simply chose to use them before they had the chance to use me. Although I’d encountered a few stumbling blocks, the ends more than justified the means. Was I at fault if one of them fell for me? Especially when I had made it crystal clear that all I wanted was sheet-ripping sex.  What man wouldn’t love sex with a beautiful woman who wanted nothing in return other than orgasm after orgasm? 

If I encountered complications, as with Jason, I handled it. Jason wanted more than the sex; he wanted me.  When I noticed a change in the relationship, I mentioned it and he denied it- claimed that I misread a few of his comments.  Eventually he began with gestures that were impossible to misread.  I severed that relationship immediately with no intention of a second chance. There was another instance with Christian where I was basically stalked. He somehow learned where I worked, had flowers delivered- even dropped by RPH.  Not wanting to bring any attention to my private life, I consulted security and the next time he attempted to visit me he was quickly apprehended and removed from the building. After that, I decided my only fun times would be consummated far from the city limits of Boston; which was the reason for the immense need to make plans with April for our next girls’ excursion.

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The next several weeks at work were business only.  I made sure of it.  I wouldn’t allow myself to be pulled into any more of Aiden’s overtures.  For the most part, I was not alone with him.  I scheduled our meetings such that Raina or the other staff members were present, thereby lessening Aiden’s amorous pull. On the rare occasion he and I were alone, Aiden would slip in a sexual overtone but I redirected it into a business discussion.  Surely he would bore of this game once he realized that it wasn’t getting him anywhere.  Well, not exactly…he was the inspiration for several of my B.O.B-related orgasms on an almost nightly basis.  I had recently invested in a Blue Dolphin.  It was waterproof and it even warmed up; making bath time the best part of my day.

We had successfully launched two campaigns and the upcoming company party was in celebration of that feat.  We decided on a casino cruise that would also serve as a fundraiser for the writing scholarships at Boston State University.  As with all company parties, my plan was to attend; merely making an appearance, say a few polite hellos, give my speech and leave.  I would not be as fortunate with my planned departure this time however because we were scheduled for a four-hour cruise.

In honor of the campaign’s success, we decided to afford the staff with a four-day weekend with the party on Wednesday and closing the offices Thursday and Friday.  I was heading to St. Barts with April on the last flight out Wednesday night.  I was so anxious to get away that I was terribly close to pulling my hair from the roots.  I was fraught with need for a pair of strong hands on my bare skin! Working with Aiden had made it nearly impossible to think of anything else.  I continued counting down the days that I would have to endure this torture. Only eight weeks and I could move on from this daily denial of a man that I wanted so badly that I could taste him.

Wednesday was our last official work day until next Monday and Aiden, Raina and I were in a meeting. We were coming to a close on the preliminary details for Aiden’s third and final campaign. I sent a silent thank you to Raina for being present.  My silent thank-you’s to her had become a mantra as of late.  I honestly didn’t think I was capable of abstaining if left alone with him.  At the conclusion of the meeting, I thanked them both for their efforts on the campaign. Aiden and Raina left the conference room ahead of me as I jotted some notes on my tablet.

Walking back to my office, I saw Aiden at Raina’s desk. “Miss Cason, I’ve confirmed your itinerary for St. Barts this weekend.  Shall I email the details or would you prefer a hard copy?”  Raina, being the lifesaver that she was, had completed my travel plans to St Barts.  I typically arranged my travel plans but given the time constraints to complete preparations for Aiden’s follow-up campaign and other project deadlines, I had been utilizing every extra minute in my schedule to mark items off my checklist.

“If you will send both to me Raina, that would be great.  Thanks.”

I looked at Aiden and noted his probing glare; I quickly turned away. Yes, Mr. Fuck Me, I’m getting the hell out of Boston so that I can get away from you and finally get fucked. 

After lunch I left Aiden in Raina’s capable hands thereby allowing me the remainder of the day for meetings with Blake for discussion on the direction of our e-publishing division. The division was growing at an unexpected rate and we were considering delegating some of the departmental goals to my division. We ultimately decided to focus on developing an e-marketing division that would be housed in my department.

My final meeting was with Adam, the director of finance. He was on the same page as Blake with the e-marketing development as it would afford the company a wide revenue stream. After reviewing my department’s budget, we were done for the day. My department was once again under budget and we were given the green light to hire additional staff to support the e-marketing expansion.

I was leaving for the day, anxious to finish packing.  One more company function and it was off to St. Barts.  I entered my office unnoticed, grabbed my purse, computer bag and made a dash to the elevator. I was relieved that I was out the door without an Aiden encounter. I let out a sigh of relief as the elevator doors opened but quickly inhaled as I came face to face with the man I was hoping to avoid.

CHAPTER FOUR

I couldn’t move. He eyes traveled slowly down my body and back up again. “Going down?” he asked.

Going down? On this gorgeous man? Just the thought of him in my mouth made it water. And of course Virginia was always ready to play when it came to Mr. Fuck Me.

When I didn’t reply, he asked again. “Miss Cason, care to share the elevator with me?” Duh…so he wasn’t being inappropriate. Or was he? With him, it was hard to tell.

“Yes.” I stepped in, yet he didn’t move. I was too close.  His smell was too potent. My breathing accelerated. Damn. Was he going to move?

“Do you mind?” I asked.

He smiled that panty-dropping half smile and moved marginally as the elevator doors closed.  I turned to face the doors and stepped as far to the side of the elevator as possible. There was so much sexual tension in the small compartment that I could smell it. Why, oh why, had I stepped into this elevator? I should have created an excuse to rush back to my office.

“I’m actually glad we have a moment alone,” he stated.

I swallowed and turned slowly meeting his gaze. The luminous green of his eyes captured and held mine.

“And why is that?” I asked, hoping he didn’t notice my nervousness.

“You’ve been very remote with me as of late and I would like to know why.”

“Uh…I don’t know what you mean,” I replied, shifting uncomfortably. I definitely should have given the pretense that I’d forgotten something.

“Are you sure about that?” he asked, stepping closer to me.

“Yes,” I replied defensively making an involuntary step backwards only to realize my back was to the wall.

“Hmm.” That was all he said. What was he doing? 

“I can’t help but think that your distance is due to what I said a few weeks ago over dinner.”

“I have no idea what you mean.”

“Sure you do.”

“Either I really did offend you or I was correct in my assessment. I’m leaning more towards the latter.”

I gaped at him, incredulous to his boldness. “You’re opinion of me means next to nothing.”

“Are you saying I’m wrong, because I’d be more than happy to provide you the means to take the edge off.”

I instinctively reached up to slap him but he quickly grabbed my hand.

“You need to unwind,” he said, releasing my hand and stroking my cheek with his fingertip, leaving a path of fire in its wake.

I looked up and saw that the elevator was still on the 25th floor. He followed my glance and turned back to face me.

“May I ask you something?” he asked.

“I’d rather you not but I’m sure you will, so what is it?” I replied preparing for his next unseemly inquiry.

“Would it be inappropriate if I were to tell you that I find you incredibly attractive?” he asked.

He stepped closer, so much so that I was only breathing his minty breath and that amazing cologne that had to have been made just for him; I literally felt weak in the knees. My eyes were zeroed in on his lips. I wondered how it would feel to kiss him.

“Aiden, I’m not sure what your end game is here but yes, I think this conversation is very inappropriate and I want you to stop. Now.”

“I wasn’t aware that co-workers were frowned upon for simply paying each other compliments,” he countered, a hint of a smile around his lips.

“There’s nothing simple about anything you’re doing now or what you have done up to this point. You know damned well that I’m referring to something much more discouraging amongst co-workers than compliments,” I retorted.

“Are you seriously unaware of the way you look at me when we’re in a room together? Or the body language? Or the sexual tension when we’re near each other, such as now? Is that something that should be discouraged also? If so, how would you recommend we do that?”

I stared at him, dumbfounded.

“Exactly. You have no suggestions, nor do I. I look at you and my mind goes crazy. I want to touch you…to relish in the feel of your skin beneath my finger tips. I want to taste you and I want to explore you. I’ve thought of little else since meeting you and you’d be lying if you said you didn’t want the same.”

I wanted to say something to reject his truth but quite frankly I was so fucking hot for him at that moment, I couldn’t. My chest began to rise and fall rapidly as the excitement of the situation pulled me savagely to him. Virginia was immediately filled with an intense throbbing and longing that she wanted satisfied. 

He stepped toward me and his body was on mine, my back pressed solidly against the wall. I couldn’t move; I didn’t want to. He lowered his lips to mine and I inhaled; absorbing the fullness of his unique scent. He slowly parted my lips with his and softly tugged my bottom lip. I moaned into his mouth as his tongue slipped into mine. He placed his hands on either side of my face pulling me deeper into his mouth. I surrendered my lips to him- my tongue was his as he pulled and sucked on the tip. He sealed his mouth over mine, starting a skilled sensuous exploration. I was so lost in him. My purse and bag hit the floor as I grabbed the back of his head; pulling him closer still. Our teeth clashed as our kiss morphed into uncontrollable lust.

His hands moved slowly down my neck to my shoulders. He palmed my breasts, a low growl moving through his chest as he groped them fully; pinching my nipples sending a sensation to Virginia that she had been long missing. He began to unbutton my shirt as he planted wet kisses along my neck, nipping the skin at the hollow. He freed my breast and lowered his head to lick my nipple before taking it into his mouth gently suckling. I had totally lost my bearings until I heard the ping of the elevator. He immediately severed contact with my breast. I frantically reached for my buttons in a futile effort to reassemble my clothing. He pushed my trembling hands away and buttoned my shirt.

“Your lipstick is smeared, use this.” He pulled a handkerchief from his jacket pocket. Did men still carry those? I grabbed the handkerchief and started to wipe my lips as the elevator began to move.

I was a nervous mess, which he noticed when I couldn’t even manage to wipe my fucking mouth. He took the handkerchief from me and wiped my lips. His eyes lingered on mine and then back to my lips as he placed the handkerchief in his jacket and bent to retrieve my purse and bag. I took them from him and looked at the needle on the elevator as we approached the 22nd floor. The elevator doors opened and three people stepped in.

I recognized one of them, Greg from the legal department. He smiled at me and I smiled in return. My heart was pounding so rapidly I would have sworn he heard it. He pressed the button for the parking garage and exchanged pleasantries with Aiden. I looked at Aiden, he was unaffected. You would think the last several minutes hadn’t occurred. I shifted a few steps toward the door and to the left in an attempt to move away from him but he shifted almost as quickly as I did, moving with me. I slowly shook my head signaling that he shouldn't do that but he showed no signs of acknowledging my silent plea. 

The elevator stopped at the next floor and four people joined our descent, headed for the 18th floor. The others shifted back allowing them room. Aiden in turn moved behind me. Although, we weren't touching, I could feel him. Suddenly his hand was at my waist pulling me back toward him, unnoticeable by the others. I attempted to free myself but his grasp was unrelenting. I tried once more and his fingers dug into my waist, causing my sharp intake of breath. The others were chatting amongst themselves unaware of this little tug of war.

He leaned toward my ear and whispered, “My dick is so fucking hard for you.” Virginia twitched at his shameless revelation as he pushed his erection toward me. He released my waist and grabbed my hand, pulling it behind me. I tried tugging it away to no avail. He moved my hand until it was on his hardness. I didn’t know what shocked me more… his girth or the fact that he had pulled his cock out in an elevator full of people! I made an attempt to jerk my hand away but he would not release me.

He leaned down towards me again, his breathe warm and sultry on my earlobe. “Feel what you do to me, what you always do to me.” I knew I shouldn’t have but I couldn't help myself; I allowed my fingers to rest around his dick. My eyes widened and Virginia was jumping with wet excitement at the discovery of how huge he was and so fucking hard; I didn’t think I’d ever felt a man as hard before. 

His hand covering mine, he guided my fingers back and forth along his manhood, a low moan escaping him. I closed my eyes imagining this massive hardness inside my wet and wanting cunt. I wanted him to fuck me! I knew it with everything in me. Fuck! I needed to get out of this damned elevator. He directed my hand toward the head of his cock, where my fingers encountered light moisture.

My hand froze as the elevator door opened at the 10th floor. Three ladies entered the elevator as one of the men from the 18th floor exited. The doors closed as my fingers moved along the head of his dick. What was I doing and why did I not want to stop?

His lips at my ear, he whispered, “Taste me. Place your fingers in your mouth.” He released my hand and as if spellbound, I did as he told me, slowly moving my hand up to my lips and slipping the tips of two fingers inside my mouth. Mmmm- I loved the taste of pre-cum and he tasted especially good- like sweet fruit and I wanted more. I wanted his cock in my mouth. I wanted to greedily lick and suck him. I wanted to feel the hot thick fluid slide down my throat milking him until he had no more to give.

He pulled me closer, his cock pushing into my back. I tensed at his touch, wondering what was next. “Relax. You’re so rigid. I can help you with that, you know.” He nipped my earlobe with his teeth and slipped his tongue in my ear driving me insane; my body was starting to feel limp. I was oblivious to my surroundings until the elevator doors opened alerting us to our presence on the 5th floor.  Two additional people entered the elevator. As the doors closed, I jerked away from his touch and collected myself as well as I could in preparation to exit the elevator. My body had betrayed me so much in the past few minutes that if my legs moved upon command, it would be a welcomed surprise.

The doors opened to the first floor. As everyone began moving out of the elevator, I summoned every ounce of composure I had and rushed out without looking back. I was damned near running. I didn't know if Aiden was following me, I didn't care. If I could just make it to my car, I would be free of the insane effect that man had on me. I hurried past the security desk to the turnstile and was outside. My phone was ringing but there was no fucking way I would stop to answer it. Damn, I was supposed to get off on the ground floor to access the garage and get to my car. Was this what I had to look forward to over the next few weeks? Poor self control, irresponsibility, poor decisions and wet panties?

I started walking. I wouldn't chance going back into the building. I would take a cab home; wait until I was certain Aiden had left the building and return later for my car. I spotted a lady exiting a cab a few feet in front of me and I started to walk faster in hopes of grabbing it before someone else. “Miss, can you hold that cab for me?” I shouted. She nodded and said something to the cab driver. “Thank you,” I said once I reached her.

“No problem,” she replied.

I jumped into the cab, announced my destination and we were off.

I glanced over my shoulder as we drove into traffic, seeing Aiden in an embrace with who appeared to be the lady who held my cab.