The Office Party

“Savannah,” he repeats, his voice deep. “Grab the frame.”

My nails dig into the crown molding, and he presses a kiss at the center of my neck before sliding into me inch by inch.

“Ahhhh…Oh my god…” I moan as he takes his time filling me. Cry out each time he slaps my ass.

When he’s buried deep, he blows against my neck. “You feel so fucking good…”

He repeats himself a few more times, and then he pulls out of me—thrusting in and out, again and again.

“Garrett…” I damn near scream his name

“Fuck, Savannah…” He grabs a fistful of my hair as I match him stroke for stroke, biting the skin on my neck whenever I say his name.

I bite my bottom lip as my pussy throbs against his cock, as my hardened nipples hit the cold glass. I can feel myself getting closer to the edge with every stroke, every hasty kiss against my neck.

All of a sudden, I hear a low buzzing sound, and I feel him pressing the vibrator against my clit.

My eyes flutter open, and his eyes meet mine in the window’s glass.

“Is this what you used to use whenever you thought of me?” He changes the setting, not slowing his strokes inside of me. “Tell me…”

I can’t answer, I can barely speak. The contrasting pleasure of his cock and the vibrations against my swollen clit are too much; all I can do is moan.

“I’ve wanted you so long, Savannah,” he whispers. “So fucking long…”

I feel tremors building inside of me, feel my stomach coiling and uncoiling in anticipation. Heat rushes through my veins, and I let go of the ledge—unable to hold on anymore. As if Garrett can feel me getting close, he grips my hips as I shake against him, holding me taut as I scream at the top of my lungs.

He slowly thrusts into me a few more times, finding his own release. Then he stiffens and kisses my neck until I’ve stopped shaking.

Slowly pulling out of me, he takes off the condom and tosses it into the trash. Then he spins me around to face him, dominating my mouth with his again.

When I’m breathless, he tears away from me and begins kissing his way down my neck and across my breasts. He takes his time sucking each of my nipples into his mouth.

“I need to fuck you again,” he says, looking up at me. “This time I want to look into your eyes…”

FOURTEEN

Savannah

This Christmas

Colorado Springs, Colorado

A few hours later

Garrett trails his finger against my lips as I sit in his lap. Streams of hot water are pouring over us, and I’m pretty sure that if he weren’t holding me right now, I’d collapse onto the floor.

I’ve never come once during sex before, let alone three times back to back.

And for the first time in my career, I honestly don’t want to do any work for the rest of the week; I just want to stay in my room and let him have his way with me again and again.

Tilting my chin up with his fingertips, he looks into my eyes. “Can we skip tomorrow’s meeting?”

My eyes widen. “What?”

“You heard me,” he says. “Can we skip it? Along with tomorrow and the next day?”

“Depends on what you plan to do with all your free time.”

“You.”

I blush. “Does everyone else still have to attend the office party?”

“Hell yes, they do.” He smiles. “It’s mandatory. No exceptions.”

“Top executives and yourself included.’” I rattle off his infamous memo line. “An off day would make you one hell of a hypocrite.”

“Not necessarily,” he says, pressing his lips against mine. “You’ve been my only exception from day one.”

FIFTEEN

Boss-Snark Forum 1.0

Subject: Garrett West

Yardley34: Does anyone know why the stuff for the rose ceremony isn’t set up yet? Isn’t that what our cruel savior usually does first when we get to these things?

LilyV8: Hmmm. That’s weird. Maybe there’s not going to be one this year. If there isn’t, does this mean we’re not getting raises? I’ve worked my ass off this year.

Russ76: Mr. West didn’t show up to the logistics meeting this afternoon, so we all got drunk and checked out the new ski lodge. Now that I think about it, @SavannGrey wasn’t there either. You here, @SavannGrey?

PollyPositiveVibes83: Shouldn’t someone on this forum go to his room and check on him? I mean, he could’ve contracted severe food poisoning. Maybe he’s super sick. Sometimes I feel like you all just want to waste your time snarking on him for no reason. Sure, he’s hard on us most of the time, but he pays really well, and this office party is a great way to bond!

Heather20: Um… Can one of the administrators step in and moderate this thread right quick?

LilyV8: I’m ten steps ahead of you, @Heather20. I blocked Polly and all 83 of her “Positivevibes” Who TF let her in here anyway? And no, really, where the hell is @SavannGrey?