Chapter Twenty-Six - I can't keep my hands off him

Chloe

The tension in the air is high as we eat. Blake has gotten me addicted. I can’t get enough of him. Over a long period of time, sex became something I dreaded. I used to enjoy it, and now, with Blake, I can enjoy it again. He seems to know exactly what I need without me needing to ask. He is amazing and attentive. It has been too long since sex has made me feel good. Blake is a great mix of gentle, heated, rough, sweet and selfless in the bedroom. He does things to my body no man ever has.

I set the last of my lunch down on the table. I wasn’t hungry now because I had other things on my mind, craving something else. I jump to my feet and head for the office door.

“Chloe, where are you going?” Blake asks, confused.

I don’t answer him. Instead, I lock the closed door. I pull the blinds down too. I am sure no one is paying attention, and if they are and know what we are doing, then so be it. It isn’t like he can get fired since he is the boss and part owner of the business.

When I turn back to face him, he stares at me intensely. I smirk and saunter over to him, stopping in front of him.

“Yes, angel, can I help you with something?” he asks sweetly.

“Yes, you can put your lunch aside and strip down for me.” I purr confidently.

A sly look covers his face, “Hmm, but I am hungry and enjoying my food.”

It would seem he wants to tease. I will play along.

I shrug, “Oh, well, if you would rather finish your lunch, that’s your choice, babe.”

I don’t break eye contact with him as I reach for the zipper on the side of my dress. I slowly take it down, push the material off my shoulders, and finally, let it fall to the floor in a puddle around my ankles.

“Yes, I don’t think I am hungry anymore.” He groans and sets his lunch down.

“You aren’t, uh?” I snicker.

He shakes his head, grips my hips and pulls me swiftly into his lap. I moan and straddle him. I capture his lips in mine and grind against him. He growls and grabs my ass. The kiss quickly becomes heated, and I can feel his cock growing against me. I remove myself from his lap and demand him to take his clothes off, which he does without hesitation. I slip my panties off and take my place back on his lap.

I dip my head down and kiss his neck while I slide my hand between our bodies and stroke his cock. It throbs under my touch, and his breathing picks up.

“Are you ready for me, Blake? I am ready for you.” I purr, biting down on his neck and brushing the tip of his cock with my wet folds.

“Yes.” He pants.

Our lips meet in a passionate kiss, and I lift my hips only enough to slip his cock inside of me. He holds my hips, and I sink down on him. We moan in sync as we connect again.

I gasp, “Fuck, I love how good you fill me up.”

I begin rocking my hips back and forth.

“Fuck, yes, ride me, angel.” Blake grunts and slaps my ass.

I whimper and work a little quicker. We don’t have too long. I go from back and forth to circling my hips. Blake curses and groans because he loves when I do that with my hips. I only do it for a moment, or he will come too quickly, and I am not ready for that.

I go back to rocking, and he thrusts up into me. He hits one of my sweet spots. I call out, my back arches, and my head falls back. Blake kisses over my cleavage before he takes my bra off, kissing, sucking, and biting on my breasts as I ride him.

“Christ, yes, that feels good,” I cry out.

Blake swiftly moves us so I am below him on the sofa and presses back into me roughly. I call out and scrape my nails down his back. I snake my legs around, and he thrusts deeper and harder.

“Yes, fuck, I am close already.” I pant and work my hips to his.

I entangle my fingers into his hair and force his lips down to mine. I push my tongue into his mouth, and his is soon dancing with me. He slows down, but only for a moment and picks back up speed, getting deeper every time. My walls start to tighten, and my legs begin to shake.

“Come for me, angel. I can feel you are ready,” he demands and slaps my thigh.

I whimper and nod eagerly. It only takes another few deep strokes before my entire body starts to shake, and I erupt around his cock. Blake buries his face in my neck, drilling into me and aiming for his end. I can only cling to him and breathe heavily.

His cock swells inside of me. He curses, and his breathing becomes erratic. Blake moans my name before he bites down on my neck and explodes into me. His warmth filling me up always feels so good.

“Damn, I love fucking you, Chloe.” Blake pants once he comes to his end.

“Mmm, same, baby,” I reply between heavy breaths.

He kisses me softly before he pulls out and sits up. He helps me sit up next to him.

“I couldn’t think of a better way to spend my lunch break.” He smirks.

“Next time, you fuck me either on or over your desk or both if we have the time,” I reply and wink.

“Yes! Yes, please, I would love that.” He says eagerly.

I wish we had time right now, but we don’t. We take a moment to catch our breaths before we get cleaned up and put our clothes back on.

“Do you think people outside heard us?” I giggle.

“Possibly.” He chuckles.

“Oh, well.” I shrug and laugh.

Who knows what people will think when I start here and find out I am seeing the boss? I am a little nervous about that, but I know Blake will have my back either way.

“What do you plan on doing for the rest of the day?” he asks.

“Hmm, not sure. I am sure I can find something.”

I still don’t like being out myself. I try to avoid going out alone as much as I can because the fear of running into my ex is still there.

“I am sure you will,” He smiles and kisses my cheek.

“I might see if I can find a new book or something to read.”

“Yes, I know how much you love to read. I wish you could hang out here, but today is a hectic day.” He pouts.

“I know you have a busy day, babe; it is fine. I will see you when you come home.” I say.

Curling up on the sofa with a blanket and a good book sounds like a good idea.

Blake sighs, “I hopefully won’t be too late home.”

“Well, text or call when you are nearly done, and I will make us dinner.”

“You don’t need to. I can get dinner when I come home.” He says softly.

“I don’t mind.”

I have no idea what to cook, but I will find something.

“Thank you, sweetheart.” He grins.

My heart always goes wild when he calls me that. I smile brightly and rest my head on his shoulder. He still has ten minutes left of his lunch break, so I don’t need to go just yet.