Over The Edge

I picked up my phone to do that, but I hesitated. It was the wrong thing to do. Doing that would be stupid and it was a risk she had already said she didn’t want to take. It was a risk that could take her from me if I wasn’t smart about this.

I thought back to her visit the other day before Trevor interrupted us. I told her to think of an alternative and the first thing she mentioned was a hotel. That wasn’t a bad idea. I took some time to go through my usual network to get a room that wasn’t far from here. It wasn’t hard to do on short notice and the price wasn’t an issue. Now all I needed to do was convince her.

It was about lunchtime and I decided there was no reason I couldn’t take my assistant out to lunch. I stood and picked up my jacket. I had to swing by the hotel for the key anyhow so I might as well treat her there. I stepped out of my office with an intent that was driven purely by the hunger I felt for the woman.

I stopped by her desk and said with an authority that wouldn’t be denied, “It’s time for lunch.”

She looked up at me then to the empty desk across from her. “Mrs. Todd is still on her lunch,” she said as if that was an argument.

“Amy will understand. You can check the voicemail later.” I looked down at her and it was decided. She wasn’t going to get out of this. “Come on, we’re going to lunch.” When she stood with her purse I knew I had her.

I bypassed the café in the lobby and led the way out to my car. She walked behind me at a length and I could tell that she wasn’t sure just what was going on. We got into the c

ar and I didn't get a peep of protest until we got to the hotel. “My lunch break is limited.”

“Your boss won't object,” I informed her. “We are just going to lunch.” I pulled up to the valet. She was helped out of the car and I followed suit. I passed off my keys and got my ticket before I led her in. We immediately went to the restaurant and we were seated without a wait.

It was not long before we were served and I took the opportunity to openly appreciate her. “Now if your boss complains about you being late you can blame me,” I told her with a smile. It seemed natural to fall into this sort of repertoire.

“That seems like a reasonable thing,” she said leaning forward. “But my boss is going to punish me, not you.” She went back to her meal as if she hadn't just poked fun at me spanking her.

“If I recall correctly you didn't object to being punished.” I looked at her hard. “You enjoyed it.” I thought back to the last time I had her bent over my desk, also the first time I sank deep into her tight hole. “The last time you were so wet,” I hummed lightly. “I'm betting if I had let you come you probably would have left a mess in my office.”

She stopped eating and I watched the flush start at her cheeks then drift down her neck. It was so lovely to watch, I was quickly beginning to forget about our meal. “You keep mentioning that,” she pointed out. “You’re not bothered by the mess that I make?”

I growled, the idea of making her squirt again too hard to resist. “I want to do it now, I don’t give a damn about the mess. And do you know why?”

She shook her head slowly, eyes wide accompanying that pretty blush.

“Because I made you do it. And I want to make you do it again and again.”

From her expression, I could see she wasn’t entirely opposed to the idea. It was enough to give me the idea to tell her what I had done.

“I got a room.” I tapped lightly on the table as I watched her reaction. “Here. So when you get off work you will come here and I will show you just how much I enjoy the mess you make.”

“Do we …” she paused, and I could see her trying to visibly school her face. There was nothing she could really do to hide her excitement from me. “Do we really need to wait?” She waved a hand to the few people that were already in the restaurant, the lunch rush hadn’t started up yet. “We’re already here.”

“Are you suggesting that you call in? What will your boss say?” I couldn’t help the rush of blood that went straight to my cock.

“I imagine he will punish me for it.” She shrugged at me as if it was the most nonchalant thing we were discussing.

“You say it like that as if you enjoy the punishment he gives you.” It was a statement, but it was more of a question than anything. I know how she reacted to me spanking her, but that didn’t necessarily mean she liked it.

“Maybe I do.” She stood without caring if I had paid the bill or not. There was something about the way she walked away from me that seemed like a dare. Did she think I would shirk the rest of my day in favor of fucking her?

I flagged the waiter to ensure the bill would be attached to the room and went to retrieve the key. I found her lingering just outside the women’s restroom and I knew immediately what she was doing. Baiting me. This could easily be taken care of.

I came to her, taking one of her tiny little wrists into a fist and pulled her to the elevator. “I suppose you will just have to suffer from your boss’s disappointment,” I informed her as we waited for the doors to open. “Are you prepared for the punishment he might give you?”

I saw her smile out of the corner of my eye. “He always finds a way to catch me off guard so there’s no real way to prepare.” She shifted to stand closer and I felt her press her breasts into my arm. “But I’m looking forward to it.”

The doors slid open and when I saw the elevator was empty I pressed her into it. “I’ve got a few things that I’m looking forward to.” I pushed her back until she hit the back wall. I pressed the button for the appropriate floor, then there was no way I could keep myself off of her.

Chapter 15

Missy

He kissed me until I was dizzy and it was clear at the ding of the elevator that he was irritated with the interruption. He didn’t bother with any sort of restraint; he tugged me behind him until he found the appropriate door. As he fidgeted with the lock he gave me a look. “I can’t decide how I want to fuck you first. You are going to have to deal with it as I try to figure out which way I like best.”