Hi loves! I apologize once again for my super long hiatus. I plan on finishing this story soon (I'll try to post a chapter biweekly) and I want to thank everyone for still emailing and checking in on me and the stories. I owe you guys this much and I hope you stick around for my future works. I plan on leaving Lit eventually but I'll definitely continue to write of course. As always. I hope everyone is enjoying life and don't forget to rate, comment, and message me!
xoxo -- I.M <3
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Wyatt glanced at the clock and noticed that it was approaching lunch time. She groaned knowing that the day was speeding by and she had hell to look forward to later. Last night she was sure was just a taste of what Jake had in store for her and after their little argument this morning she knew he probably was thinking up an evil way to torture her. She'd bumped into him a few times around the office, like at the water cooler and the printer, and he didn't even chance her a smirk or a snarky comment. She knew he was annoyed and she also knew that meant he'd take that out on her.
Another groan escaped her as she pressed her forehead against her hands on her desk. It was only Tuesday and she was already ready to stab her eyes out. What possessed her to even do something as immature and stupid as this! As her self-loathing began to grow, she felt her desk vibrate. She opened her top drawer and pulled out her cell phone.
Meeting room four now.
She stared at the text message a few seconds before closing her eyes. Why did he want to meet in that specific meeting room? It was the furthest away and the least likely room to be used by anyone. Wait, was he planning on trying to do something here? He couldn't. What if they got caught!? Her mind started to panic at the many implications. Her phone buzzed again. She opened her eyes and looked down at the screen.
Now Wyatt.
She sucked her teeth. Asshole. She stood and smoothed down her skirt before making her way towards the hall. She looked around the office and noticed only a few people milled about. Everyone must have taken early lunches. Thank God.
She approached the door and pushed it open. Jake's back was turned towards her as he stared out of the expansive window overlooking the busy downtown area.
"Shut the door."
She closed it and then locked it for good measure. She watched him silently as he continued to ignore her. She felt uneasiness start to fill her. She wasn't accustomed to this side of Jake. Where were the jokes and rude comments? He just stood there silent and angry she assumed. He turned towards her and smirked. The playfulness didn't quite reach his eyes but she still felt herself relax at the familiar gesture. His eyes lazily perused her and she started fidgeting under his heated gaze. He walked over to the large table in the room and sat down and turned towards her.
"Come over here."
She didn't like where this was going but she willed her legs to go to him. She stopped right in front of him.
"Are you wearing panties?"
Wyatt bristled at the question.
"That's none of y—"
He grabbed her wrist and pulled her hard towards him. She stumbled and fell right onto his lap. She could feel his hard dick pressing into her ass.
"I asked you a question and I expect an answer."
His warm breath tickled at her ear and she could feel herself moistening.
"I-I'm wearing a thong."
"Good. Now do you need help taking it off?"
She froze at the realization that he was going to fuck her in the office. She'd be ruined if they were caught!
"Jake—"
Before she could finish her sentence, he pushed up making them both stand. He had both of her wrists in one hand behind her back as he pushed her down onto the table with the other. The cool wooden surface of the table seeped through her blouse and she had to stand on the tips of her toes to hold herself up.
"You're going to have to learn to follow instructions the first time around."
She felt his cool hand work its way under her skirt. Her thighs were overheated along with her rapidly dampening sex and she felt embarrassment that he may discover her excitement. Her eyes screwed tightly shut. He took his time rubbing up her thigh but she was thankful that his hand changed course and traveled to her ass. He squeezed her cheek hard before traveling further up until he found the top of her thong. He pulled it down until he got it to the bottom of her cheeks.
"Can you take it from here or do you still need help?"
"Yes."
A hard smack on her ass caused a loud yelp to leave her mouth.
"Yes sir!"
"Good."
He released her wrists and sat back down in the chair behind her. She brought her hands to the table and began to push up in order to stand but stopped when he cleared his throat.
"Stay right where you are."
She felt her face heat up. She knew he was getting an eyeful of her turned up ass. Her skirt was currently bunched up right under her cheeks so she was thankful he couldn't see much. She reached under her skirt and grabbed the thong pulling it down to mid-thigh. She wiggled her legs until the thong fell and pooled around her black pumps.
"Now you can stand and face me."
She used her hands to push herself up from the table. She stepped out of the thong and pulled her skirt down. Jake's dark eyes drilled into her and she felt herself getting nervous. Was this the part where he would try to fuck her?
"Take your bra off."
She clamped her mouth shut as she felt words about to tumble out. She was learning fast that if she didn't comply then he'd just take matters into his own hands and the last thing she wanted was for him to have a reason to touch her. She reached under her shirt and unsnapped her bra. She was so thankful that she decided to wear a bra that snapped in the front. She definitely didn't need him offering assistance. She watched as his eyes stayed trained on her every movement. She pulled her arms through and pulled the bra out of the top of her blouse dropping it on the floor by her thong. Her sensitive nipples were already hard from the cool table but she knew they'd stay constantly hard throughout the day every time her silky blouse rubbed against them.
He stood and towered over her short frame. She gave him a pleading look. She didn't want this going any further. He smiled and grabbed the bun on her head pulling it. She felt her tresses tumble out of the neat style and tickle her shoulders.
Jake enjoyed watching the different emotions cross over Wyatt's face. He liked toying with her and keeping her on edge especially after she decided to get out of line this morning. He knew he wasn't going to fuck her here but she didn't have to know that. His dick angrily throbbed in his pants at the view before him. He could see her hard nipples through her blouse and knew anyone she interacted with today would be able to see them too. He enjoyed when her hair was down because it always made her look sexy and she looked fuckable right at this moment. Her cinnamon colored eyes begged him to behave.
"We're done."
Surprise lit up her face. She nodded her head and made her way towards the door. He watched as her ass swayed to its own rhythm as she left the room. He looked down and grabbed her thong and bra off the floor. To his surprise her thong was wet. He smiled brightly at this newfound information as gears started to turn in his head.
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Wyatt sat at her desk staring at the clock as it counted down. She had finished up all her paperwork and client calls an hour earlier and was grateful she had no scheduled meetings. She looked down at her chest and saw her nipples were still standing at attention. Someone had turned up the A/C turning the office into an icebox and she was sure she knew exactly who the jackass was.
She had tried avoiding everyone in the office. Usually people visited her all day just to chat or to inquire about a legal matter but today seemed to be going amazingly in her favor. William stopped by right after lunch and she hurriedly agreed to anything he wanted if it meant getting him away from her and her aching breasts. She'd have lunch with him Thursday since he'd be out of the office Wednesday. She would have to work extra hard to ensure Jake didn't find out. The last thing she needed was for him to torture her some more.
She watched as people began packing up to leave. She waved goodbye to a few while sitting patiently and waiting for Jake. It seemed he was doing everything in his power to prolong this predicament for her. She grumbled and angrily clutched her briefcase to her chest while she awaited his arrival.
Jake walked over to her desk. He saw her briefcase firmly planted in front of her chest. She sat pouting and when she finally turned her eyes on him he was sure she was silently willing a piano to fall on him. She stood up and brushed by him to make her way towards the elevator.
"Wyatt."
She froze in her tracks before turning towards him. He smiled brightly as he held up a manila folder with a few slips of paper inside of it. He'd notice that she'd stayed put for the better part of the day and he was sure no one even got a glimpse of her firm breasts. He wasn't about to let that view go to waste.
"I need the partners' signatures on these documents."
Her eyes narrowed to angry slits as she made her way back over to him. She reached for the folder and Jake yanked her briefcase from her. Her eyes widened before a look of rage covered her face. Jake smiled brightly.
"I'll just take this to the car. See you in a few."
Wyatt watched as Jake walked away with her only form of protection. She rolled her eyes as she bit hard into her cheek. That bastard! He was solely on this Earth only to torment and drive her crazy! She turned towards the hallway that lead to the partners' offices. She took a deep breath and made her way towards them. She looked down at her chest and quietly tried to wish her nipples away. No luck there.
She tapped on the first door and stuck her head inside. Matthews sat at his desk staring at his computer screen pensively. He was the oldest partner at 67 but was still very good at what he did. His hair was completely gray and he sported a matching mustache with a bit of a beer belly. He was usually quiet and kept to himself in regards to his employees. He glanced at her and then back at his screen.
"Hi Wyatt."
