A/N: So this is just a fun drabble series that I indulge in when I get begged or bribed to write smut. No storyline really, just plain ole hanky panky. Hope you enjoy :)

She looked at her watch. Bonnie was two hours late. She pulled her coat closed as walked over to rest her back on the side of the building. Bonnie was never late for anything. She retrieved her phone from inside her coat pocket and called Bonnie's number for the fifth time that evening, she was instantly greeted by the recorded voice saying, "This is Bonnie Bennett, leave a message." She angrily ended the call shoving her phone back into her pocket; she couldn't believe that the one time Bonnie wasn't on time was the evening that she had agreed to fetch her from work.

Caroline sighed as she picked nervously on the sleeve of her coat, Bonnie had some serious groveling to do if she wanted to make to back into Caroline's good books. She looked up saw that it was beginning to get dark, if she was going to walk home it would be safer to set out now.

She had barely walked two steps when a sleek black car pulled up alongside her, "Miss Forbes?" she heard an accented voice ask. She took a deep breath and turned around to face the owner of the voice.

"Good evening, Mr. Mikaelson."

"Why are you still here? I thought you left hours ago?" he asked.

"I was waiting for my friend Bonnie to fetch me but she must have forgotten. I was just about to walk home now. Have a great weekend," she replied before starting to walk again.

The car crawled next to her as Klaus leaned out the window, "Now now Miss. Forbes what kind of boss would I be if I let you walk through these dangerous streets at such a late hour."

"A normal one," she muttered.

"I just don't think I would be live with myself if anything had to happen to you," he said with a smirk on his face, "Get in the car, I'll take you home."

"No really Mr. Mikaelson it's fine, I'm used to walking," she said in an attempt to halt the awkwardness of the conversation.

"Miss Forbes, please get your fine ass in this car. I would hate to have to tell you a second time," he said, his authoritative tone evident.

He smirked as she mumbled an 'okay' and made her way around the car to get in.

Caroline would be lying if she said that she had never fantasied about being alone with Mr. Mikaelson. Ever since her first day as an associate in his company she has had visions of his strong hands grabbing her and pulling her in to a corner or a broom closet and having his wicked way with her. His lips looked like they were made for sinful deeds and she was more than willing to experience all that they were capable of. The way he walked, the inflection on 'ro' he made when he called her by her first name, the shirts that just seemed to hug his back muscles perfectly; she sometimes wondered how she got any work done with him posing such a distraction to her. But he never noticed her, she was just one of the collective of female associates who were there to do his bidding. The rare times when she was called into his office along with her other colleagues she could not help but admire his smooth hard desk or the spacious couch, imagining possible activities, which the two of them could partake in on these pieces of furniture. Oddly, sometimes when she entertained such thoughts, he would smirk at her almost as if he could read her thoughts. She blushed as she stared out of the passenger window whilst trying hard not to look at his strong arms as he gripped the steering wheel or the way his eyes seemed to glance appreciatively at her body every few minutes.

"So where do you live, Miss Forbes, so I know in which direction to drive?" He asked pulling her out of her thoughts.

She cleared her throat. "Um, 43 Potter Lane, Mr. Mikaelson," she responded in a timid tone.

"Come on we're not at work anymore, you can call me Klaus, Miss Forbes," he chuckled while turning the car around.

"In that case Klaus, you should probably call me Caroline," she said turning to him.

He smiled at her and said, "I've been waiting for an opportunity to call you Caroline for a long time."

The way her name sounded rolling off his tongue sent shivers down her spine.

She grinned shyly at him, "Is that so? I thought you barely noticed me."

"I notice you more than you think," he said his eyes searching hers for something she wasn't sure of as they waited at a red robot.

"So what do you have planned for the weekend?" He asked abruptly changing the subject.

"Just girls night with some of my friends, nothing special."

"Oh girls night where you wear tight dresses and try and seduce unsuspecting men for your friends to rate? Can I join?"

She giggled. "That would defeat the purpose of girls night, Klaus."

"I suppose so, although I suggest you wear the red dress you wore to the office Christmas Party, no one would be able to resist you in that."

She blushed. "How do you remember that?"

"Let's just say I found it very difficult to concentrate on anything else that night. Although, I do believe that you could wear a paper bag and entice any man."

She laughed to herself, "My terrible track record with men would contradict that statement."

"Most men are idiots, they don't know a good thing when it's in front of them," he said while gently placing his hand on her knee. She stared at it, knowing that she should remove it but the way his thumb was tracing circles on her upper leg made it very difficult to form coherent thoughts.

"And you do?" She taunted him.

"Of course," he responded moving his hands higher up, below the hemline of her skirt, continuing his devilish pattern drawing on her inner thigh.

She sighed, feeling an ache in her center.

"So do you often give lifts to your female colleagues?" She said between pants as his magically hands kept shifting her skirt higher and higher.

He turned to her and smiled, "No, but I have been fantasizing about getting you alone for quite some time and when the opportunity rose I had to grab it," he said while cupping her between her legs simultaneously.

She moaned loudly as he started to maneuver two fingers in gentle circles over her underwear. Encouraged by the sounds she was making he increased the pace, slipping his fingers under her lacy excuse of an undergarment began to string her like she was a finely-tuned instrument. Even in her moment of extreme ecstasy she couldn't help but admire his technique even well concurrently driving.

"Stop!" She exclaimed.

Klaus turned the car off onto the side of the road as he pulled his fingers out of her and looked at her with a panicked expression on his face. "I'm so sorry, I think I just got carried away with you being so near to me and ready and willing," he said in a frazzled tone.

"Can you turn into this parking lot please?" Caroline asked gesturing to the empty lot across the road from where they were currently parked.

Klaus started his car again and drove into the parking lot with a sheepish look on his face; ready for the tongue lashing he was sure to receive from Caroline.

Once he had switched off his car, he turned to look at her and she launched herself at him devouring his full lips with a hungry kiss, pouring out all the frustration that the yearning for him had produced within her.

"I'm sorry," she smiled shyly, "I couldn't take it any longer and I didn't want to be the cause of an accident." She bit her lip nervously.

"No problem at all, sweetheart," he growled as he grabbed her by the back of her head and kissed her feverishly. She held onto his shoulder as she hoisted herself onto his lap and smiled down at him. He brushed her hair away from her face and said breathlessly, "You're beautiful."

"Shh," she said putting her finger on his lips, "You're ruining the moment." She took his hands and guided it up her thighs as she bit his lip, scooting closer to him, his desire for her evident.

"Oh, excuse me Miss Forbes," he said teasingly moving his hands to rest it on her perfectly shaped backside.

She released his lip and moved over to his ear and whispered, 'Caroline!' before moving to suck on his lobe as her hands started to make work with the zip of his pants. Not in his wildest dreams did he ever believe that he would be in this position. With the blonde goddess that had populated his thoughts over the past couple months wrapped around him, looking at him with lustful eyes, her lips pressing open mouth kisses along his jaw down his neck slowly unbuttoning his shirt to grant her better access. He felt himself harden even more as her tongue swirled in circles down his neck and across his collarbone. He knew he would not be able to take her ministrations any longer, he placed his hands on either side of her face and guided it up to look at him.

"Love, I think we better take this party to the back seat or it'll be over much too soon."

She gave him a coy smile, climbed over the seat and lay down on the soft leather seating. Klaus climbed over after her, his shirt unbuttoned, his pants unzipped whilst she was fully dressed.

"Let's remedy this gross injustice, why don't we love?" he said while hovering over her, kissing her whilst simultaneously unbuttoning her silk blouse, each button that came undone, exciting him more until it was just a red lace bra separating him from what was rightfully his for the taking. He took it in turns cupping each one of her breasts, those mounds of flesh that he spent hours in the office staring at, unbeknownst to her but his imagination didn't do it justice as he lifted her up and swiftly removed her bra. He had no patience for unnecessary items of clothing.

He licked her collarbone as she closed her eyes in elation, he moved his mouth further down her body until he reached her breasts, and he suckled each of them before tracing the tip of his tongue around the areolas of her nipples. She moaned in ecstasy, arching her back to him, burying her hands in his soft curls and pushing his head closer and closer to her body. He took the opportunity of her body being raised to begin to unzip the back of her pencil skirt and pushed it down her body. He hooked his fingers around the string at the side of her red lace underwear and let it trace the same path as her skirt.

Extremely aroused, Caroline sat up and said, "Fuck it, I need you now!" and pulled her skirt, underwear and shoes off before completing her previous work on his pants.

Klaus smiled wolfishly and said, "Who is it you said you needed, love?" as he helped her remove his remaining garments.

She pulled him down with her and purred in his ear, "You."

With the prompt of that one word, he thrust into her. As he rocked inside of her she repeated his name like a prayer chant, "Klaus, Klaus, yes Klaus."

He smiled proudly, knowing it was him giving her this amount of pleasure, she dug her fingernails into his back and wrapped her legs around him coaxing him to go deeper and harder, encouraging him not to hold back. It amazed Klaus that even in her state of utter bliss she still attempted to control the situation and he didn't mind, as he wanted to please her. Each sound that came out her mouth making him want her more. He seemed to fit inside of her like no one else before, their bodies pleasuring each other without much input from their brains, like they were waiting for this all along.

They felt the car shaking with them, the pressure of Klaus' thrusts making the entire vehicle rock, Caroline's hand reaching up over her head and against the window as Klaus hit her sweet spot, her hand leaving an imprint on the window which had steamed up from the heat of their activities. They screamed each others' names as Caroline's walls constricted and she came as she never had before, her orgasm enveloping every part of her, she had no idea how amazing sex could be until that moment. The look of extreme pleasure causing Klaus to reach his end as well. Collapsing on top of her, he smiled as he kissed her, knowing that this experience had made his fixation on her even stronger.

The moment was broken when Caroline's cellphone rang. She rolled them over and reached for her long discarded coat, and answered it.

"Care, I'm so sorry! One of my lectures ran late and had left my phone in my car and couldn't let you know. I feel so bad. How did you get home?"

Caroline smiled, "Hey Bonnie, it's cool, don't worry about it I understand. I got lift home with a friend. It was quite a ride." She winked at a smirking Klaus.

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