Ch 5: So It Begins

Amilia pov:

"No way!"

"Shhh!"

"Has anything else happened?!" Max sipped his milkshake, he had wide eyes at my confession.

"No, she's been busy all week. When there is a moment for us to talk about it, someone interrupts it." I sip my tea irritated. Is it so hard to get 1 minute with her?!

"Are you guys gonna date?" He looked excited but I laughed him off.

"Fuck no. At best I'll just fuck her." The waiter came and dropped the bill off to us.

"Aw, you guys would look cute together." He grabbed it and paid, I wasn't gonna stop him.

"Gross. Everytime I'm around her I want to strangle or punch her." The image of her cocky smile pissed me off.

"Sounds like love to me." He chuckled. Getting up we left the restaurant and headed back to work.

There are three things I know. 1, I'm not dating that asshole. 2, I'm gonna try and manipulate that son of a bitch, see how much money I can get out of it. 3, use her as my booty call. If all goes well then these should be easy to accomplish.

Saying goodbye to Max I take the elevator up to my floor. Going to my office I look over some papers, scheduled some meetings for her and fucked off for a good 45 minutes.

Since our little fiasco there hasn't been much work, it was about the same amount as when she was never here. That gave me ample time to do things I liked or nothing at all. Sadly this did also leave me bored and needing some sort of entertainment.

Thinking maybe now was a good time as any I leave my office and head for hers. Knocking and letting myself in I caught her reading a book at her table… with three people standing in front of it?

"Oh, bad timing I guess." I went to leave but a familiar voice called out.

"Amilia! How's it going, pretty lady?" Damien waved me over despite me trying to leave.

Rolling my eyes I got closer and was pulled into a sideways hug from the tall guy. Looking at the other 2 I noticed the 'bodyguard' guy side eyeing me. There was a redhead between them with a very judgemental look on her face.

"You're all dismissed." She waved a hand at the three.

"But we didn't-" 

"I said dismissed, Lilith." She glanced her eyes up at her. I felt a shiver at the look she gave to the woman.

With a huff she dragged the tall blonde and Damien away with her. He waved a happy goodbye to me before the door shut, leaving her and I alone.

"Who's the blonde?" I looked back at her. She closed her book and chuckled.

"Axe. He's a nice guy." Placing said book on the desk she got into her lazy position. Foot on knee with face in palm.

"So, is there something you need, Princess?" The words made my stomach tighten, why the fuck does she have to sound hot.

"I wanted to talk about what happened." Pushing my thoughts away I sat myself on her desk, crossing my legs perfectly.

"Did you now? Have you figured it out?" She pulled her lip between her teeth, eyes devouring me with hunger.

"Yeah I did. I don't want anything but sex and money from you." Might as well be blunt, who knows what a woman like her would do if I beat around the bush.

She took a moment to think, swiveling in her chair lightly as she ate me with her eyes. Letting out a chuckle she shrugged at me.

"Is that it? I just fuck and pay you? Sounds like you're selling yourself." She clasped her hands together and rested them on the desk, eyes trained on me.

"No. I'll fuck you when I want, you'll pay me regardless." I smiled at her, I wouldn't be steamrolled by this prick. 

"How exciting. When do you plan to fuck me then, princess?" How can I have the upperhand and she still sounds so condescending?

"When I please. Maybe if you ask nicely I'll suck that tiny dick of yours." Insults, those have to work.

Smirking, she leaned back and spread her legs slightly, my eyes focusing between them. She rested her cheek in her palm and caught my eye.

"Oh, then by all means, please suck me off princess." How the fuck did she have the upperhand?! She shouldn't be condescending, she shouldn't be cocky, and yet she is.

Spinning on the desk I bring my legs to her side, my eyes never leaving hers. She wants to play this game then I'll play it. Placing a foot right over her crotch I watched her eyes narrowed down.

"You'll have to beg harder than that." I gave a confident smile. Licking her lips she scooted closer to me, her hands traveling from my ankle and up to my knee.

"Please make me feel good Princess. I'm already so hard for you." She placed a kiss on my calf, working her way up to my thigh.

My breath hitched at the feeling of her hands and lips on me. Steeling myself I pressed my heeled foot into her crotch making her groan. She looked up at me with a depraved look, it made my core squeeze at nothing.

Leaning down I pulled her in by her tie, kissing her slowly. She moaned into the kiss, her hips bucking into my heel. Pulling away with a smile I kicked her chair away from me, sliding off her desk in the process.

Lowering myself to my knees I pulled her close again, spreading her legs and watching the bulge closely. I took my time running my hands up her legs, the muscle underneath twitching as I did. Reaching her clothed crotch I massaged her through her pants.

A deep groan left her lips and turned me on further. Unbuckling her belt I could feel her eyes burning into me. Ignoring her I watched her twitch in her boxers, just begging to be let out. Looking up I found her with half lidded eyes, her lip pulled between her teeth.

Her chest rose and fell with labored breaths, I enjoyed seeing her squirm so easily. Keeping eye contact I leaned down and pressed an open mouth kiss to her front. I could feel her throb beneath the fabric, I could practically taste her.

"Fuck… please princess. I need it." She begged, her hand moving into my hair. Smirking, I continued my open mouth kisses along her clothed cock, I wanted to tease her as long as I could.

"S-shit, put me in for the love of God." Her hips bucked up. Deciding she had enough I pulled her boxers and pants down to mid thigh.

Holy fuck she's huge, a long thick slab of meat laid before me. She hissed as the air touched it, jumping when I didn't touch it either. Holding it in my hand I could barely wrap around it fully, could I even fit it in my mouth?!

Stroking her slowly I watched as her brows furrowed, she panted heavily as I touched her. She looked so needy and I loved it, the big bad CEO was nothing more than a begging mess.

Her hand cupped my cheek, her thumb swiping over my bottom lip. She sighed when I took the digit in my mouth, swirling my tongue lazily.

"Suck me off." She begged, her cock twitching in my hand.

"What's the magic word?" I let her digital go, pressing a kiss to the tip of her dick.

"Please..." She grunted. Pressing another kiss I waited.

"I can't hear you?" Dragging my tongue from the base up to the head made her grip the arms of the chair hard.

"Please…princess." She moaned out.

She watched closely as I wrapped my lips around the tip, slowly but surely sinking further down her length. Getting halfway I felt her poke at my throat, my free hand stroking the rest of her length.

"Of fuck…" She rolled her hips up, begging to enter my throat.

Holding her hips down I do my best and slide the rest in, choking slightly on her. The room quickly fills with moans as I suck her off, her fingers threading through my hair. Pulling off her length I watched her throb, looking up I found her staring back.

"I-I want you." She gasped as I stroked her quickly, her member sliding easily in my hand.

"I know." 

Taking her back in my mouth I swirl my tongue around the tip, her eyes shutting tight. Her face contorted in pleasure as I took my time, painfully slow I sucked her off. She whimpered and bucked her hips up, needing more than what I was giving.

"Please… more…" She husked out, her legs shaking as I continued.

Pulling off I was about to respond but a knock on the door stopped us. My eyes went wide in fear, I can't be caught like this. I refused to be caught lacking in any way.

"One second." She grunted out, pulling her pants up slightly she half-heartedly hid her hard on.

Being stupid I leaned back and hid under her desk, hoping no one would know I'm down here. The sound of the door opening was followed by footsteps.

"We have a meeting Ms. Whitlock." A man's voice sounded out. Fuck! Was it 4 already?

"Right. Uhm, give me a moment to gather myself." Her legs and crotch were right in front of me, I did not want to be down here for this boring meeting.

"Did you not have time before?" I heard him sit down. Good God they're gonna have this meeting, I need to find a way out.

"Not particularly. I was doing something previously." What can get me out of here?

They began to talk about the stock market and percentages within the company. Beyond annoyed I decided to have some sort of fun while I'm cramped up down here. 

Reaching forward I moved her still hard member out of the top of her pants and boxers. I felt her jolt and stutter above me as I stroked her again.

"Everything alright?" The man asked her. She cleared her throat to try and compose herself. Wrapping my lips around her again made her stutter and let a badly covered groan escape.

"F-fine, just ugh, just not feeling well is all." Her legs tensed under my hands, the feeling of her twitching in my mouth made me smile.

"Alright? As I was saying-"

I tuned him out and continued, loving the way she couldn't do anything in this situation. Moving faster and sucking harder I was able to make her slip up when talking.

"Fuck!"

"Ms. Whitlock!? What the hell is the matter with you?" The sound of a chair scraping gave away that he stood up.

"I'm sorry but I-I need you to get out." She was twitching like crazy, the tip leaking precum eagerly.

"We have a meeting to-" Running my tongue over the slit and taking her in again, I let my hand stroke the rest.

"God, fuck the meeting. Get out." She panted. He tried again but she slammed her hand on her desk.

Quick footsteps sounded, then the door shut. Her hand flew to my head and pushed me down more making me gag on her.

"I'm… I'm c-cum-" She goes silent as my mouth fills with her cum. Her hips thrust up roughly as she rides it out, heavy labored panting filling the room.

Her hand let go and I was able to breathe again, my mouth still filled with her seed. Feeling her hand in my hair again she pulled me back to look at me with glazed eyes.

"Swallow it." Her voice deep and commanding. 

Following her command I opened my mouth to show nothing left, making her groan. Standing up I pulled her into a heated kiss, my hands flying into her hair.

"You're naughty." She husked against my lips, hands grabbing at my ass and making me moan.

"Mm, shut up." Straddling her lap I grind myself onto her, needing some relief of my own. 

I want to fuck her, I really do but I need to have some sort of power in this situation. Pulling away I leave her breathless and with swollen lips, her hair much messier than before.

"W-what's-"

"I'm leaving. I'll be in tomorrow. I expect to go shopping this weekend." Getting off her lap I fight the urge to sit on that handsome face of hers.

"I- okay? But why-"

"Bye Ms. Whitlock."

Turning on my heel I leave her a mess, going to my office and grabbing my things before she could try and stop me. Entering the elevator I see her come out of her office slightly more presentable. The doors shut and she's left confused, giving her a wave I descend down.

I call this a win.