Untouched (6 page)

CHAPTER FIVE

Settling in the cab, I exhaled what seemed like two month’s worth of emotions. I was a wet, horny trembling mess. What just happened? What did I just do? Who was the cab lady and why was Aiden hugging her? Why did I care? Did anyone notice what we were doing in the elevator? Fuck, I could lose my job over five minutes of lust-filled insanity! My phone rang again and I looked down to see that it was Adam. What could he want? I briefly considered sending him to voicemail but thought better of it on the off chance that his phone call was related to what had just occurred in the elevator. I’d much rather know now than to be caught off guard, face-to-face, at work. I slid my finger across the screen to answer.

“This is Aria.”

“Aria!” He sounded winded and anxious.

Adam was renowned for his calm demeanor; to hear him sound anything but, was cause enough for alarm. This call clearly signified that he knew.

“Yes?” I replied, hesitantly.

“Aria, I apologize for contacting you at the last minute but I had several unexpected interruptions to my day and I fell behind schedule,” he explained.

Turned out he had called because he needed my e-publishing marketing information for the presentation tonight. I breathed a sigh of relief as I ended the call. My respite was short-lived as I considered the location of the marketing information… my work computer. My remote connection from home wasn’t working which meant I would need to return to RPH. I couldn’t chance running into Aiden. Since he had left the building with me it should be safe to dash back to my office, get those files to Adam, retrieve my car and rush home to get dressed. I asked the cabby to turn around hoping upon hope that my theory of Aiden not being there was correct. My heart rate accelerated as the cab stopped in front of RPH. I paid the cabby and emerged from the cab, quickly scanning the passers-by… praying that I wouldn’t spot Aiden. Certain he had left when I had; I entered the building and scurried past security to the elevators. Seemed I hadn’t been the only one in a rush to start the evening’s activities because the elevator made no stops, getting me swiftly to the 25th floor.

Stepping out of the elevator, I noticed Raina was gone; her computer powered down and her desk lamp off. I walked passed her desk and opened my office door. I crossed the room and sat at my desk, powered my computer and located the file that Adam needed. As I composed the email, I called him to let him know that he should receive it within the next few seconds. He apologized for the inconvenience and said he would see me later in the evening. I closed the file and shut down my computer.  Rising from my chair, I looked up to see Aiden leaning casually against the door.

“Well hello Miss Cason.”

What the fuck was he doing here? “Uh…hello.” I cleared my throat, sitting back down. “I’m surprised to see you here. I thought you had left for the day.”

“Something unexpected turned up and I had to return to my office. I was actually headed back out when I noticed your office door was open. Fortunate for me,” he said as he walked into my office, closing the door behind him.

Damn. I should have closed the door.

As if reading my mind, he continued. “Had your door been closed, I would have missed the pleasure of seeing your gorgeous face before tonight.”

“Fortunate for you? Why is that?” I asked. My heart rate accelerated as he stalked closer.

“Oh, I don’t know. A number of reasons…several of which occurred in the elevator.”

“Yes… about that-”

He interrupted me. “Yes, about that. It was nice… much more than nice actually, especially the feel of your hand around my cock,” he replied, his gaze, smoldering.

That was all it took and Virginia was throbbing. What a weak whore of a cunt!

He took a few steps towards me, stopping in front of my desk. I rose from my chair to leave. No way was I going to allow him to get any closer. I walked around my desk and he stepped in front of me, not allowing me to pass.

“Aiden, please.” I looked at him hoping he wouldn’t push this but I saw no signs of retreat in his eyes.

“Please what? I never imagined you to be one to beg, but there’s no need to do that, I would think you’d know by now that I’m willing to give you whatever you want,” he purred, his voice sending shivers through me.

“I’m not begging, you sarcastic ass. I’m saying, don’t do
this
,” I pleaded.

“Do what?” he asked, with a pretense of misunderstanding.

If I were being honest, I wanted to fall into his arms and let him have his way with me but I knew that it would only be a larger mistake than my previous lapses in judgment with him. We were standing extremely close to each other; so much so that I could feel the heat radiating from his body…I wanted him. Damn I wanted him!

He leaned down and kissed my cheek, I closed my eyes relishing in the warmth and softness of his lips. He planted a sweet chaste kiss below my chin and lightly swept his lips back and forth across my cheek moving toward my ear. He reached for my arms, sliding his hands up my shoulders and I fell into his chest, relenting to his heated touch. His lips were on my neck, planting soft, sensuous kisses at the nape and slowly moving his hand upward, reaching my hair and gently pulling… forcing my head back, fully exposing my neck. His touch had weakened me to gentle whimpers. I should’ve fought him, I knew it with everything in me but I couldn’t and at that moment I didn’t want to. He turned me so that my back was to him.  With his hands resting on my shoulders, he walked me to the side of my desk.

“You didn’t answer me Miss Cason. Exactly what would you like me to
not
do? I would like to think I would do anything for you with one exception and that’s letting this go before we have a chance to see where it takes us. I won’t do that,” he said, his smoky voice hypnotizing me.

I turned to face him and saw no signs of relenting in his eyes. I was fucked because there wasn’t a chance in hell that I would be able to avoid what I knew was inevitable.

“You
won’t
do it? It’s not as if I don’t have a say in this. You will only do what I allow you to do and nothing more.” I said.

“Oh… so are you saying you
allowed
me to kiss you in the elevator? And I assume you
allowed
me to unbutton your shirt and grab your breasts and tug on your perfect nipples? And I am pretty certain you
allowed
me to place your hand on my cock and taste me?”

“Fuck you.”

“That’s what I am hoping you will allow me to do….fuck you.”

Virginia was throbbing… filled with want for this man,who she and I both knew was off limits.

“I want you to feel me deep inside you. Give me that…
allow
me that Aria.”

He’d never called me Aria before. It was the most beautiful and provocative thing I’d ever heard. 

“Yes,” I replied and he took me into his arms and gently kissed me. His kiss was soft and deep before evolving into a heated fierce feast as we tasted each other. He pulled away and turned me to face my desk. His cock was poking my back as he leaned down to kiss my neck.

“Mmmm.  You skin is so soft and sweet,” he whispered, his voice smooth as velvet.

I moaned in response as he reached to cup my breasts while he traced his tongue along my neck. He pinned me against the desk, positioned so that I was only able to move my upper torso, guiding me so that I was leaning over the side. He reached to slowly raise my skirt and I heard his sharp intake of breath as he took in what was on display for him. He spread my legs and quickly slid my panties to the side. Before I could object, he was inside me, filling me. I became limp and my mind went someplace else as I relished in the heated lust of this man easing his dick out of me. I savored every thick hard inch until he was back in again. Only this time, he didn’t slide slowly into my pussy. He plowed into me with such fierceness that my body bolted forward. Damn, he was so deep. He pulled out and slammed into me again.

“Fuck, your cunt feels even better than I imagined,” he growled, moving faster, his balls slapping against my ass. He was so huge that his repeated thrusts were almost painful…but it was a deep-sated welcomed pain that made me ache for more. My body automatically responded wanting to meet his thrusts but I couldn’t because he had me pinned tightly against the desk. I could only lie there as he continued his delightfully painful plunges into me. He felt my small push toward his dick and forced me tighter against the desk.

“What a tight .greedy. cunt. you have Miss Cason,” he whispered between thrusts.  I understood- he wanted to be in control of my body and control of my pleasure; and that he was. I absorbed each forceful thrust wanting to cry out but I couldn’t because his hand was covering my mouth. I wanted to have some type of bodily response but he had me positioned in such a way that I could only take what he was giving.

“I’ll remove my hand but if you utter one sound, I’ll stop fucking you. Then, I’ll gag and fuck you so hard that you’ll be glad your screams are muffled,” he warned, his voice deep and menacing.

His salacious threat made me even hotter for him. I wanted this, I needed this. I was afraid to reply so I only nodded my head in response. He removed his hand from my mouth and my head continued to buck forward as the force of his pelvis took me to places I didn’t think possible. I couldn’t decipher which I should respond to…relief that he had removed his hand, fear that he had threatened to be rough with me or carnal pleasure as I took delight in everything he was making me feel.

He circled his hard length inside me, teasing and stretching my pussy. “Do you like this?” he asked.

“Mmm hmmm,” I moaned.

“Do you like the way my dick feels inside your tight pussy?”

He slammed into me, bolting me forward. I bit my lip to avoid screaming.

“Then tell me,” he demanded.

“I like the way your dick feels inside my pussy,” I whispered, panting.

“You feel so fucking good. So tight and wet.” He leaned over me, placing his hand on my chin and pushing his finger in my mouth.

“Suck,” he commanded. I greedily sucked his finger as he plunged into me.

“Slowly,” he murmured. I did as he instructed as he continued to circle his dick inside me, filling me and driving me wild. He pulled his finger from my mouth and slowly trailed down to my chin. He stopped the circular torture and rammed into me; he was so hard. His hand was suddenly at the base of my throat where he grabbed and pushed down harder so that I could feel more of him inside of me. I bit my lip so hard that I think I drew blood. He continued rhythmically with each hard forceful plunge and I took in each one desperate for the next. My pussy responded…wanting to come apart and release months of pinned up arousal. He felt it too because he slowed and lifted my upper body slightly from the desk and slid his hands down, finding my breasts which he cupped; kneading with gentle dexterous fingers. He was slow and tender at first and then he began grabbing and squeezing. He pinched my nipples and twisted as he pulled through the fabric. I cried out as the exquisite pain flowed through me.

“Seems you can’t follow instruction sweetheart,” he said as he forced a deep thrust into me and then another.

“I’m. Sorry,” I said between breaths. “I didn’t mean to-”

“Quiet. You know what’s coming next, don’t you?” he demanded, his voice low and husky. With his hardness still inside me, he reached up to both sides of my blouse and quickly pulled it apart, the buttons splay on the desk and floor. He untucked my blouse from my skirt and yanked it off. Oh what the hell was he doing? With deft fingers, he quickly unclasped my bra and removed it as well. He reached up to my mouth. “Open,” he ordered and I quickly complied. He took the sleeve of my blouse and forced a portion of it into my mouth and then he tied the blouse in my mouth with what? My bra! Oh fuck! He was really gagging me! I didn’t resist. I let him do as he pleased as quickly as he could so that he could continue giving me this insane pleasure.

He started back his relentless pounding and I took in each deep invasion. Unable to move, unable to speak and barely able to breathe…I was slipping into a place that I couldn’t comprehend. I moaned each time he shoved his big dick inside me. I didn’t ever want it to stop.

“Isn’t this what you wanted?” I was too lost to respond. “My dick inside you? Drilling your greedy pussy,” he grunted.

He lifted me and stepped back, pressing his back to the wall.

“Lean back into me.” I was in a lust-filled daze as my senses flowed further away. I did as he instructed as he placed both of his hands on my hips and pushed me down on his thick cock. He began thrusting upwards as he pushed me down harder to meet him. Fuck, I felt him in my stomach. He bolted into me in fierce rapid successions. “Ahhh, fuck,” he breathed.  “I could be inside you all day and never get enough.”

I was about to burst. On his last thrust, I felt the tightening in my core and I came, my body jerking as the muscles contracted and expanded releasing my juices on his still-hard cock. My body going limp as I gradually fell back down to earth- my moans of pleasure muffled by my shirt.

“Oh, shit. I’m gonna cum. Ahhh…fuck,” he growled, pumping his cock into me, pulling my hips down to meet his too hard thrusts. I felt him growing harder and then he exploded, spilling inside me as he got his release, his breath harsh against my cheek. He held me against him as our breathing slowed. It was quiet. He finally lifted me off of him and gently placed me on my feet. Oh, so now he could be gentle? He untied my bra and turned me to face him and slowly pulled my sleeve out of my mouth as our eyes met for the first time since he had entered me. I noticed the small beads of perspiration on his forehead and his eyes - they had slightly changed color; they were a light fern green now.