The long-awaited Monday morning came faster than I expected, and even though I was still feeling a little tired from the weekend, I was actually looking forward to getting to work, mostly because I couldn’t wait to catch up with Brenda and hear all about her date. She hadn’t messaged me much over the weekend, which made me think that maybe things had gone really well, or maybe they had gone really bad, and either way, I wanted to know all the details.But the moment I walked into the office, ready to drop my bag at my desk and find Brenda, something completely unexpected happened.Nick was standing there, right near my desk, waiting for me, and the second our eyes met, he gave me that confident little smirk of his, the one that always made my stomach feel weird, even though I didn’t want it to.“Morning, Tracy,” he said smoothly, his deep voice making my skin tingle in a way I really didn’t appreciate. “I need you to come with me to the boardroom. There’s a meeting, and I want you to
I stood up quickly, ready to escape before Nick could say anything or do something stupid, but of course, he wasn’t going to make it that easy.“So,” he said, standing up as well, “did you enjoy the meeting?”I grabbed my notebook, trying to act casual. “Yeah, it was… interesting,” I said.Nick took a step closer, and suddenly, the air around us felt different.“You know,” he said, his voice lower now, “you looked really cute when you were trying to act like you weren’t staring at me, earlier.”My breath caught in my throat.I wanted to tell him he was wrong. I wanted to roll my eyes and walk away.But instead, all I could do was stand there, heart racing, completely aware of just how close he was.But wait…I kind of wanted him.Nick didn’t move at first. He just stood there, watching me with that confident, unreadable expression, as if he could see right through me, as if he already knew how much I was struggling to stay unaffected by him.Then, slowly, he took another step closer.
The office was quiet by the time we all settled into the conference room, just the four of us left behind while everyone else had packed up and gone home for the day. The only sounds were the soft humming of the air conditioning and the occasional clicking of keyboards as Susan, David, Jordan, and I worked on putting together the marketing campaign presentation.My mind somehow kept drifting back to what had happened between Nick and me in the boardroom earlier today. The way he had looked at me, the way his touch had sent a shiver down my spine, the way I had leaned into him without even thinking twice, I low-key wanted it to happen again.I was sitting at the large table with my laptop open in front of me, my fingers moving over the keyboard as I typed up key points we had discussed earlier. Susan was seated across from me, scrolling through design mock-ups on her screen, her glasses slipping down her nose every few minutes as she pushed them back up. Jordan was flipping through a t
By the time Tuesday morning rolled around, I had already sent Brenda at least five texts and called her twenty-seven times, and she hadn’t answered a single one. I wasn’t the type to panic over these things, but after hearing nothing from her for two days straight, I was starting to feel scared.So when I finally saw her walk into the office that morning, I let out a breath I didn’t even realize I had been holding.She wasn’t late, but she wasn’t early either, arriving just in time to avoid being noticed. Normally, Brenda would walk into the office with her usual energy, greeting people, smiling, maybe even making a joke about how much she hated mornings. But today, she just… walked in quietly, head slightly down, as if she didn’t want anyone to notice her.I watched as she set her bag down on her desk and slowly turned on her computer, not even bothering to check her phone or glance around the office.Something was definitely off.I didn’t waste time. The moment I got the chance, I m
I had just finished showering and was sitting on my bed in my pajamas, wrapped in my blanket, because I had nothing else to do. The room was quiet, and for the first time in a long day, I actually felt relaxed. But then, my phone started ringing loudly on my nightstand, and when I glanced at the screen, my heart skipped a beat.Nick.I just stared at his name, watching the phone vibrate, waiting for it to stop because I wasn’t sure if I wanted to answer. Then it stopped.I let out a breath, but before I could even think about why he was calling, it rang again.I bit my lip, still staring.Then it stopped.And rang again.At this point, I knew he wasn’t going to give up, so I sighed, grabbed my phone, and finally answered. “Hello?”For a moment, there was silence, then his voice came through, deep and smooth. “You took your time.”I rolled my eyes, even though he couldn’t see me. “Maybe I wasn’t in the mood to talk.”Nick chuckled softly. “And yet, here we are.”I shook my head, but be
I barely had time to open my mouth before Nick leaned forward slightly and answered for me.“She’s my employee,” he said smoothly, as if that alone explained everything. “We work together in the same company, and she’s—”His mother cut him off with a knowing smile. “Nick, I hope you are not trying to do one of those thing where you brush past something important just because you don’t want to talk about it.”I couldn’t help but glance at Nick, and to my surprise, he looked amused, not irritated. He exhaled sharply, shaking his head, but before he could speak again, Jessica turned her attention back to me.“You know,” she said, her voice light, but there was something teasing in it, “Nick hardly ever brings anyone home, so we were quite surprised when he just walked in with you like it was the most normal thing in the world. I can count on one hand the number of ladies he’s brought here over the years.”I felt my stomach twist slightly at her words. I had no reason to feel uncomfortabl
After meeting his family, I had been spending a lot of time with Nick, so much time, in fact, that I was beginning to wonder if people at work had started to notice. Not that it was a problem, not that we were doing anything wrong, but there was just this feeling inside me, this little voice in the back of my head that kept whispering that maybe, we were getting too close.And yet, I couldn’t bring myself to stop. Every time I told myself that I needed to set some boundaries, that I should slow things down before it got too complicated, I would find myself right back beside him, laughing at something he said. He had somehow become a part of my routine without me even realizing it. I wasn’t sure when it had started feeling normal to spend my evenings with him, to look forward to his texts, to feel happy whenever he was around, but it had. And that was what scared me the most. Because if I had let it happen without even noticing, what else was I letting myself feel?And the worst part w
Nick had texted me earlier in the day, inviting me for lunch in his office under the excuse of discussing work. I knew better, of course. Work was just a reason. He wanted to see me, and if I was being honest, I wanted to see him too.So when lunch break came around, I hurriedly made my way to the executive floor, trying not to look too eager, even though I knew my heart was betraying me with its steady, nervous thumping. The elevator ride felt almost routine now, from the smooth hum to the soft chime on each floor, it had all become too familiar. I had been here too often, more than I ever thought I would, and yet, my pulse still quickened as I stepped out and walked toward his office.When I stepped inside Nick’s office, the scent of food mixed with his cologne filled the air, and I suddenly became hyper-aware of everything, his sleeves rolled up just enough to show his forearms, the way his eyes lingered on me as I walked in, the tiny smirk playing on his lips.“I wasn’t sure you’d
After a long day dodging Clara, Kim, and Hannah’s nosy questions at the office, I got home around six, kicking off my heels by the door, the cool hardwood floor soothing my tired feet as I padded into my apartment.I tossed my bag on the couch, grabbed a basket of laundry from the bedroom, and hauled it to the tiny washer in the corner, the hum of the machine kicking on as I stuffed in a mix of blouses and jeans, the detergent’s clean scent filling the air.With that going, I flopped onto the couch, remote in hand, and flicked on a random rom-com—something light with cheesy lines and predictable kisses—letting the noise drown out the quiet while I stretched out, my legs draped over the armrest, my mind still half at work, half on Nick.The movie rolled on, the heroine tripping over her own feet to win back her man, and I smirked, grabbing a bowl of popcorn from the kitchen during a commercial break, the kernels crunching between my teeth as I settled back in.The washer beeped, so I s
Later in the day, the employees gathered in the conference room for a brief meeting with the CEO, the long table cluttered with laptops and coffee cups, the blinds half-open letting in slants of gray light as Nick stood at the front, flipping through slides about quarterly goals, his voice steady and commanding, his suit jacket off, sleeves rolled up to his elbows.I sat near the middle, scribbling notes, my pen scratching against the paper, but my eyes kept drifting to Nick, catching the way his shirt stretched across his shoulders, the memory of those arms lifting me against the hotel door making my thighs clench under the table.Nick glanced my way, just for a second, his gaze locking with mine, a knowing spark flashing there—warm and private, a silent reminder of our weekend—and I felt my breath hitch, my lips twitching into a tiny smile before I dropped my eyes to my notebook, heat creeping up my neck.“So, we’re pushing for a tighter timeline on the new app rollout, and I need e
The Monday after that wild night at The Velvet Haven, I walked into the office with a bounce in my step, my heels clicking against the shiny floor as I carried my coffee, the steam curling up from the lid, my mind still buzzing with the memory of Nick’s cock inside my pussy, his lips on mine, and the way he’d called me his girlfriend in that husky, possessive tone that sent shivers down my spine even now.I settled at my desk, the usual Monday chaos already brewing, phones trilling, printers whirring, someone’s chair squeaking across the room as they rolled it back, and I couldn’t help but smile, a small, secret thing that tugged at my lips as I opened my laptop, my fingers brushing the keys while I replayed the weekend in my head, feeling lighter than I had in months, maybe years.Clara, perched at the desk next to mine, noticed it first, her eyes narrowing as she spun her chair toward me, her coffee mug dangling from one hand as if she was gearing up to grill me. “Okay, hold up a se
We stumbled into The Velvet Haven, a sleek boutique hotel with dark walls and velvet curtains that swallowed the light, the lobby quiet except for the soft jazz playing somewhere distant, and we barely paused at the front desk as Nick booked us a suite, his arm around my waist, pulling me close until my hip pressed against his, his fingers flexing against my side while the clerk swiped his card with agonizing slowness.I pressed myself tighter against him, feeling the heat of his body radiating through his shirt, my lips brushing his ear as I tilted my head, my breath warm against his skin, and whispered, “Hurry up, because I’m soaking wet for you, my panties are drenched just thinking about you, and I need your cock inside me like yesterday, stretching me, fucking me until I can’t stand it.”My voice was a low purr, laced with desperation, and I nipped at his earlobe, tasting the salt of his skin, my hands sliding up his back, feeling the muscles shift as he leaned into me.Nick smir
Right after I said yes to being Nick’s girlfriend, the air between us shifted, crackling with something electric and unstoppable, like a storm rolling in that neither of us could outrun, and he didn’t wait a second longer, leaning across the table with a sudden, breathtaking urgency, his hand sliding behind my neck, fingers tangling in my hair as he pulled me into a kiss that stole my breath away, leaving me dizzy and gasping for air.Nick’s lips crashed against mine, firm and hungry, tasting of the sharp red wine we’d been sipping and a deeper, wilder desire that set my nerves on fire, his tongue slipping past my teeth to dance with mine in a slow rhythm that made my head spin, and I melted into it, my hands gripping the edge of the table so hard my knuckles whitened, the napkin slipping from my lap to the floor in a soft crumple as my whole body lit up, tingling from my scalp down to my toes like I’d been plugged into a live wire.I felt like I was falling, tumbling into a void wher
Later that evening, I was standing in my apartment, smoothing down the little black dress I picked out. It was tight enough to show off my curves but not so much that I couldn’t breathe. When the doorbell rang, sharp and loud, making me jump as I checked myself in the mirror one last time, my hair falling in loose waves over my shoulders, my lipstick a bold red that felt like armor.I opened the door, and there was Nick, looking unfairly good in a dark blazer and slacks, his shirt open at the collar, his eyes sweeping over me like he couldn’t quite believe I was real.“You look… wow, you look stunning, Tracy, I knew you’d look good, but this is something else,” Nick said, stepping inside just enough to hand me a single rose he’d been holding, his fingers brushing mine.“Thank you,” I said, as I took it, the flower, the soft petals tickling my skin. “I hope you’re hungry because I’m taking you to Love Garden, it’s this little place downtown, quiet, romantic, with the best pasta you’ll
The next day at work started like any other, my heels clicking against the polished floors of the office as I shuffled toward my desk, my coffee cup trembling slightly in my hand because I didn’t sleep much, my mind still tangled up in the memory of the sensual moment I had with Nick’s at his place, and the way I bolted from his place like a scared kid.I settled into my chair, the hum of the open-plan office buzzing around me, phones ringing, keyboards clacking, someone laughing too loud by the break room, and I barely had time to open my email before I felt a shadow fall over me, my stomach flipping as I looked up and saw Nick standing there, all six feet of him in a gray suit, his tie loosened just enough to hint at the man I saw naked last night.Nick leaned against the edge of my desk, one hand resting on a stack of reports I hadn’t touched yet, his fingers tapping lightly as he looked down at me with those dark eyes that made my breath catch, a small, nervous smile tugging at hi
Brenda went quiet for a second, and I could picture her standing there in her new kitchen, her mouth probably open, her eyes wide as she processed what I’d just dumped on her. Then she let out a slow whistle, followed by a laugh that was half shock, half delight, and I heard her flop onto her own couch, the springs creaking under her weight.“Holy shit, girl, you did what with Nick? On the kitchen floor? And the counter? Damn, I need a minute to wrap my head around this because I knew you two had some sparks flying, but this is next-level wild,” she said, her voice bubbling with excitement as she shifted, probably tucking her legs up like she always did when she got into a good story. “Okay, first off, I’m proud of you for going for it—I mean, sucking his dick and letting him eat your pussy like that, that’s some bold shit, and it sounds like he was all over you too, which is hot as hell—but now you’re home and freaking out, and I get it, I totally do, because you’re always overthinki
After that wild, sweaty explosion on the kitchen counter, where Nick’s tongue had worked my pussy until I shattered into a trembling mess and I’d sucked his dick until he cursed my name, an awkward silence had crept in like a fog I couldn’t shake.I slumped there, my bare thighs still sticky against the cool granite, my chest heaving as I tried to catch my breath, my mind spinning in a million directions about what the hell had just happened between us.Nick stood up slowly, his dick still half-hard and glistening in the dim light, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand as that smug grin faded into something softer, like he was waiting for me to say something—anything—to break the tension that hung thick in the air.I couldn’t look at him straight, my fingers fumbling to pull my top back over my head, my cheeks burning as I muttered something dumb about needing a glass of water, even though my legs felt like jelly and I wasn’t sure I could even stand without wobbling.Nick watched