I know, but this came out of no-where, much like my other stories. LOL!
There is only going to be three one-shots to commemorate the holidays. This one is the Thanksgiving one! The second is Christmas! Third is New Years! If there is an office scene you wish to see in one of the other two one-shots, let me know!
Please remember to review at the end! :)
"As you can see by this chart, there will be an exponential increase in sales with this new theory." Caroline proposed as she stood in front of a room full of business executives.
They all nodded, and clapped as she made her way back towards her chair, and sat down, next to him.
She sent him a hardened, concealed glare, which was met with admiration, and amusement from his blue eyes, before she turned and let out a low sigh of relief.
"You were ravishing up there, love." He whispered, as he leaned over to pretend to hand her something.
She felt chills run over her body at his voice, and her stomach clenched as she nodded, pretending to pay attention to the next girl, who was standing up there nervously.
She almost felt sorry for her fellow worker, but her emotions only went so far, and…
She clenched her jaw, when she felt a hand moving over her exposed knee, under the table. She forced her eyes to remain open, as the hand moved in circles over her knee, and then under it, to a sensitive part of her body.
She jumped, slightly, trying to avoid any scene, and bit back a moan. God, what was he doing? She moved her eyes, casually over to where he was sitting there, nonchalantly, and glared at him.
He moved his eyes, slightly to look at her, and she swore he smirked at her discomfort.
His hand trailed up her leg, and slowly pushed her skirt as far as it would go, sitting down, before trailing his fingers over her inner thighs.
She tensed, knowing if he didn't stop, she was going to blow her perfect cover, but she didn't have the heart to make him stop.
He moved his finger, casually over her skin, while his thumb, pressed against her inner lips, causing her hips to jerk in her seat. She wanted to stop him. Oh, God did she want to stop him, but how could she? His thumb moved her lace panties to the side, and slowly trailed down her, causing her to bit her lip, to conceal her tiny cry.
She leaned forward, trying to pretend to take notes, as his fingers began to play with her. She moved her right hand down to catch his hand, wondering why she didn't think about this sooner, but as soon as her hand touched his, his finger entered her.
She tensed, and bowed her head as her eyes closed. Her hips moved, slightly forward, as a common reaction, and she felt her nerves come alive with excitement.
He thrusted his finger within her, and slowly moved it inside, curling it, causing her to pull her hips back, and again, contain a moan, which would surely give her away.
She needed fulfillment, and she needed it now!
"Alright, I think that concludes this meeting." He said, as he removed his finger, hand, and stood up, to straighten his clothing. "Will everyone please take a look at the portfolios in front of you, and take them home to look over them, and we will reach a decision tomorrow." He stated, nodding towards the tables.
Everyone in the room, nodded, and quickly stood up, clutching the portfolios in their hands, and left the room, leaving two workers alone.
Caroline quickly gathered her things, and stood up, only to be met with a hardened body. "Move, Klaus." She stated, her frustration hitting her words.
Klaus shook his head, and grasped her right hand, and placed it over his hips. "I think not, love." He stated, causing her to lift her eyes to his, and smile at her accomplishment. "Let's go." He muttered, letting go of her hand, and quickly grabbed his stuff, and left the room.
Caroline followed him down the hall, her eyes flashing when someone tried to speak to her.
The other workers stepped out of the way, and a few women, who knew exactly why her face was turned to that expression, smiled with cheer.
Klaus entered his main office, and Caroline followed, giving a quick sign to his secretary, there were no phone calls to come through.
The secretary nodded, and smirked as the door closed.
Caroline slammed her files down, and felt his right hand twirl her around, and she was met with a passionate kiss. She moaned, and trailed her hands up, into his hair, as he bent her over, slightly, before straightening, and picked her up.
She wrapped her long legs around his waist, as he carried her to the leather sofa to lay her down.
He lifted up, as she pushed his coat off his shoulders, and quickly pulled on his tie to kiss him with a rough, loving kiss.
"You should be punished, Niklaus." She stated, in-between the kisses.
"Why is that?" He asked, moving his lips down her throat, sucking on her skin, causing her to arch against his body.
She chuckled, and tilted her head to the side. "For seducing me in the middle of the board meeting," She answered, moving her nails down the front of his shirt. "Especially when one is angry with you." She added, nodding her head.
He chuckled, and pushed the top of her dress shirt to the side, kissing her shoulder. "How is a man supposed to concentrate on board meetings when the woman he loves is dressed in those sexy black heels?" He asked, causing her laugh at his insinuation.
"You are the one who told me to wear them." She stated, lifting up as he unbuttoned her blouse to expose her silky white chest.
"That I did, love." He muttered, smirking down at her. "My mistake." He whispered, crashing his lips down on hers.
She giggled, and let out a moan, as his left hand moved up her legs, and trailed to her inner thighs. "Oh, God," She breathed out, unable to stop the urge to thrust her hips forward. "I need you." She whispered, as he played with her, feeling her heat on his fingers.
He smiled, and pulled her panties down, moving away from her, until they were completely off. She smiled as he tossed them over his shoulder, and pushed his, now unfastened, pants down, exposing what she already knew had happened. "I need you too." He whispered, feeling her fingers brush over his member, causing him to moan.
"You have me." She whispered, just before he pushed forward, and gave her what she had wanted since his fingers had penetrated her during the meeting.
He stilled for a second before pulling back, and thrusted forward, causing them to moan in complete satisfaction.
She lifted her hips up to meet each thrust, and her nails pierced his shoulders, through the fabric of his shirt.
His mouth moved down to kiss the tops of her breasts, and he licked her skin as she began to sweat from the force of his sex. The leather of the couch began to stick to her back, but she paid it no mind, as he rocked within her, hitting her in all the right spots.
"You are magnificent, love." He whispered, feeling her get tighter and tighter with every thrust he made.
She smiled, and wrapped her legs around his waist, the bottom of her heels, piercing his bare buttocks. "You're not so bad yourself." She whispered, watching him laugh, even though it was somewhat forced.
He closed his eyes, and rocked her, pleased her, and just screwed her into the leather of the couch, but neither complained.
It felt too good to stop.
She moaned, and arched her head back, giving him the sight he dreamed of at night. Her screaming out in complete ecstasy, and love.
"Scream for me, love." He whispered, bowing his head to touch his slick forehead with hers.
She shook her head. "I can't, Niklaus." She whispered, biting back a moan. "We're in the office." She whispered, feeling his breath on her face as he understood.
"Damn!" He muttered, wanting to hear her scream his name, and yell she was his and only his.
"You know I am." She whispered, touching his face, reading his mind.
He smiled, and thrusted until they both couldn't hold it anymore, and let out muted sounds of ecstasy as he collapsed on top of her.
They were panting, trying to catch their breath as she decided to caress his face, tenderly. "Was this a makeup for what you did this morning?" She asked, after a moment.
He smiled, and lifted his face to look at her, lovingly. "I hate it when we argue, love." He whispered, watching her beam.
"So do I, but I love making up, especially with you." She whispered, pulling his head down to kiss him, whole heartedly.
"Uh, Mr. and Mrs. Mikaelson, the Forbes just called, and wanted to know where they are going to be staying for Thanksgiving." A small hesitant voice called through the door.
Klaus sighed, and lifted his head to look down at his sated wife. "Tell them, they will stay at the house. Apparently there is plenty of room." He muttered, watching his wife with smile in agreement. "Things I do for you, Caroline Mikaelson." He whispered, shaking his head.
She brushed her fingers over his cheek, and smiled. "And to me." She whispered, feeling him shiver against her. "Let me show my appreciation." She whispered, pulling him down, and proceeded to show him just exactly what she meant.
Please be kind!
I hope you enjoyed this! Again, I have no idea where this came from!
Remember: If there is a scene you wish to see in these three one-shots, I'll be more than happy to write them into the one-shots!
Thanks! HAPPY THANKSGIVING!
Until Next Time...