Luc smiled and replaced his tongue with his fingers. She was sopping, and his fingers slid in easily. First two, then three fingers teased her while he rubbed her clit with his other hand. Meg shuddered, and as the build up to release came near, he stopped once more.
“Youh… hhhh..” she gasped.
Luc rubbed her g-spot with his fingers in a ‘come hither’ movement, which nearly did bring her. He was hard and aching by this point, so this time as she built up to orgasm, he moved his fingers out and his cock in never loosing a beat.
“Oh!” Meg squeaked as Luc leaned over her. He teased her lips with his fingers still coated in her juices. She smiled, and then the orgasms began to roll.
“Lu… c!” she gasped. She came and came until Luc lost his rhythm. Meg wrapped around him as she came hard. He held still for a moment, and as she melted back to the bed, he picked up the pace again. His own orgasm wasn’t far off. Meg tried to hold on to his arms and wrap her legs around his hips as another orgasm drove through her. Meg’s orgasm sent him over the edge, and he felt the orgasm rip up from the bottoms of his feet and shoot through his brain like a flash of lightning.
“ohhhhgoddddsss!” he gasped. Meg responded with another orgasm and then they were a pile of twitching flesh on the bed.
“Damn, that was intense,” said Meg a few moments later.
“Oooooh yeah,”gasped Luc, still trying to collect enough braincells to do more than lay there and twitch. A few moments later, they crawled towards the center of the bed and fell asleep.
“Our mate,” thought the wolf sleepily. “Sweet tasting Soft one.” He licked his lips which still tasted of her.
The alarm went off way too early, but Luc shoved Meg and himself into the shower. It was Monday, and there was work to be done. It was Meg’s first day in the office as well. Ginny had cleared out the back office over the weekend. God only knows where she put all the stuff. Luc got dressed and rounded up his stuff while Meg finished drying off.
“I’m a bit nervous about all of this,” she said from the bedroom.
“You’ll be just fine. Most of the guys know you from the job at your old office. Just remember, that you are working with a pack of two legged wolves. Be the dominant bitch,” he said with a grin.
“Oh yeah. Right,” she said.
“No, I mean it. How do you think Ginny survives?” he asked.
“Cause she’s a tough bitch that will eat you for lunch and spit out the buttons?” she said half joking.
“Damn right! Let’s get moving. I don’t trust traffic today,” he said and headed out the door.
Meg followed with briefcase and computer in hand.
They made it to work with ten minutes to spare. Ginny met them at the door, and showed Meg her new office. Meg set to work at getting settled into the new office. It wasn’t very fancy, but it had nice windows. She heard other people come in, but no one disturbed her. It was a nice change.
Thirty minutes later, she heard someone yelling. She ignored it, because she was deep in examining some papers for Luc. Next thing she knew, boxes were flying in through her doorway.
“What the hell…” she started as she walked towards the door. She almost made it to the doorway when a box flew towards her. She deflected it and then picked it up heading for the office that all the noise was coming from.
“God damn boxes in my office,” growled the voice of the man bent over picking up another load to toss.
“Hold it right there mister,” said Meg.
“Who the hell are you and why did you put all these boxes in MY office?” he shouted at her.
Meg was taken aback by the volume, and nearly stepped back when she remembered Luc’s advice. Channeling her inner bitch, she tossed down the box she had brought with her to the floor.
“I didn’t put these boxes in your office. However, tossing them in MY office is offensive, especially when they miss my head by centimeters,” she said in a voice that had as much growl in it as she could muster.
“Well, they don’t belong in my office. So pick them up and get them the hell out of here,” he shouted.
“I will do no such thing. If you don’t like the boxes in your office, you need to talk to Ginny, because she put them here,” said Meg.
The mention of Ginny brought the man up short. He stopped with a box literally in mid-air. He blinked, and really looked at Meg for the first time. Then he sniffed the air. Meg stood her ground with arms crossed.
“You… you’re… um. ah…” he stuttered.
“Are you always so articulate?” she asked with a bit of scorn in her voice.
“Um…. Margaret! From the number crunching shop,” he said finally dragging the face out of his memory. “What the hell are you doing here?” he asked.
“I work here. It is MY office in the back, and don’t you dare throw another box. In fact, you can come get all the other ones out of the hall and put them back in here until Ginny tells you where she wants them stored,” she said and turned on her heel to head back to her office.
The man stood there stunned silent.
When Meg got back to her office, she found Ginny and Luc leaning against the desk. Both of them were desperately trying to stifle their laughter. Tears were rolling down Ginny’s cheeks.
“And how long were you two listening?” Meg asked.
“From about the point where you growled ‘My Office!’ at him,” said Luc.
“We heard the boxes hit and came to look. We saw what was going on and decided to let you two settle it between yourselves,” said Ginny.
“Gee, thanks,” said Meg sardonically.