Amelia’s POV
Ileaned back in my chair, my eyes gaining weight as the seconds passed until they were closed. I focused on the sound of the rain against the window, the cool office nulling me to sleep. It was just something about a rainy day that made me want my bed desperately. Xavier and Lesley officially met last night and I could tell they both enjoyed one another’s company, seeing that were alike in more ways than one.
“Enjoying your break?” I heard a deep voice ask and I immediately knew it was him by the way my body reacted.
I opened my eyes looking up at his towering figure.
“I was.” I mumbled swiping my index finger over my touch-pad and I heard him chuckle beside me.
“The rain makes you sleepy?” He asked but it sounded more like statement none the less I hummed in response. He leaned forward kissing my forehead his hand moving to my thigh.
“Do you want to go home?” He asked me his eyes scanning me with what looked like worry.
“I’m fine.”
“Are you sure, I know I’ve been working you hard… you look tire-”
“I’m fine.” I replied smiling but the look on his face made me know he was just suggesting me leaving to sound nice and it was more of a statement than a question.
I sighed not really wanting to leave partly because I loved being around him and I don’t want him to think I was taking advantage of him, and the other half was my fear of the growing and rapidly spreading rumors of tales of us both. I felt his hand tighten on my thigh and I looked up into his piercing eyes.
“Where did you go?”
“Nowhere, just thinking about the work I have to do.”
“You’re going home Amelia.”
“But I don’t want to leave as yet.”
“Love being around me?” He asked amused.
“Yes.”
“You do?” He asked his expression changing to one of confusion and I hummed trying to read his mind, if I could communication would be a lot easier.
“Yes.” I said slightly distracted still trying to read him. He cleared his throat removing himself from his thoughts.
“We need to get you an assistant.” He said more to himself I started laughing but stopped once I realized he was serious, of course he was.
“That isn’t necessary.”
“It is I don’t want to over work you.”
“You’re not can you go back to your desk, please?”
“Think about it.” He whispered kissing my forehead standing straight.
“There is nothing to think about, why don’t you give Susan an assistant?” I asked almost breaking my neck to look at him.
“With all due respect Susan is not you and until she makes me feel the way you, which I highly doubt she will ever be able to, she will not be in need of an assistant.” He replied frowning as he walked out of my office mumbling the last part.
“Susan brings donuts for the office everyday.” I shouted and I heard him laugh from the other side of the door. I rolled my eyes as the thought of me having an assistant crossed my mind, I didn’t need an assistant I was completely capable of doing this job.
“Are you trying to insinuate that I can’t handle my job?” I asked leaving my office walking over to his desk.
“Amelia in no way or form were my intentions to belittle your capabilities you are amazing, I just don’t like to see you over working, you’re going to end up looking like me baby girl.” He said outing my anger.
“There is nothing wrong with the way you look.” I commented my eyes roaming over his perfectly sculpted body he chuckled a perfect smile on his lips.
“Respond with here.” Be said pointing to my head and I rolled my eyes.
“What do you think I was responding with?” I asked and his eyes moved between my legs. I slapped his shoulder a smile on my face.
“What do you want?” He whispered his hand wrapping around my waist as he pulled me down to straddle his lap, my dress moving up my hips slightly.
“What do you mean?” I replied looking into his eyes as my hands moved to his shoulders.
“How can I make you happy?” He questioned his eyes filled with emotions and voice sincere. I moved my hands to either side of his cheek enjoying the feeling of being in his arms
“Eliminate all your thoughts that involves me and an assistant.” I replied amused and he chuckled moving one of my hands from his cheek kissing it making my heart melt.
“You scare me.” He whispered looking at me as I moved my hands around his neck.
“How?” I asked confused
“You make… me feel things Amelia.” He replied frustrated before I could respond he continued.
“And I think an assistant is an ama-”
“Shut up.” I replied amused knowing he did that to change the subject and I let him as a smile made its way on his face. He leaned forward pecking my lips, his hands moving down to my ass as his lips moved to my neck sucking.
“Xavier.” I moaned desperately as a surge of pleasure rushed to my core.
“I love having you close to me.” He whispered kissing along my jaw before his lips met mine holding them captive. I moaned falling into him as my entire body lit up, his hands gripping my ass pulling me closer.
I felt him growing under me and my mind became scrambled as I submitted to him, his drugging kiss dominating, making me weak. It’s crazy just how good his lips against mine made me feel, the reactions it built in me.
His tongue slipped into my mouth dancing with my own, I moved my hips against him slightly wanting som ome friction. He groaned his hand moving to my neck gripping firmly as he deepened the kiss lifting his hips into me making me moan.
My hands tightened around him as the wetness between my thighs increased. He pulled away desire swirling in his eyes as he watched me, his lips parted slightly as he took in air. He pushed my hair away from my face kissing my forehead. I frowned at the lost of friction moving my hips against him.
“Stop, or I will not hesitate to fuck you over my desk.” He whispered firmly and my clit jumped at the idea. After a brief second his face split into a smile.
“You like that don’t you, do you want to be fucked on my desk Amelia?” He asked his gaze if possible growing more intense, his words making me wetter than before.
“Xavier.” I called out softly not really wanting to have this conversation he chuckled standing with me placing me to sit on his desk, his eyes never leaving mine, my dress now rolled up around my waist.
“Answer me.” He ordered softly pressing his bulge against me making my back arch slightly.
“Xavie-”
“Do you want me to fuck you?” He asked his voice deep and I hummed in response closing my eyes. I felt him leaning in, he bit my earlobe slightly his hand moving to my chin.
“Now Amelia I want you to use your imagination, hmm, just imagine me having you bent over this desk slamming into you until you burst from pleasure, you’re entire body shaking.”
He whispered in my ear the images earning a moan as I moved my hips against him, my eyes reopened wanting to see him.
“Imagine just how good I could make you feel Amelia.” He added, his fingers moving my underwear to the side.
“All you have to do is ask.” He whispered slipping a finger into me I gripped his shoulder moaning at the new found feeling. His finger moving in and out of me at a slow pace that had my vision blurry and my body frozen.
“I just want to hear you say it Amelia.” He said adding another finger I bit my lip as my head fell back. His paced quickened slightly before returning to it’s previous tempting state.
“But I think that would be rushing it and we both have work to attend to.” He said slowly removing his fingers and I whimpered looking up at him.
“What d-” I started but stopped once I saw the sight of his fingers in his mouth as he tasted me.
“The rain stopped.” He whispered fixing his tie looking outside, was he being serious right now. His hands moved to my thighs before sliding up to my waist making me stand. He looked at me smiling I probably looked aroused and dum founded at the same time.
“Closed mouths don’t get fed Amelia.” He whispered kissing my forehead.
“Bu-”
“You should have answered me.” He added cutting me off pecking my lips pulling down my skirt.