Leave me your coments.
Birdsandstars
I parked the car and stared at the house. Behind that door was whoever had stolen the information. I took a deep breath before getting out of the car and walking with a determined step to the door. I knocked and waited. A minute later the door opened.
—Hello, Ana. What are you doing here?
—I need to talk to Christian.
—Come in, they're on the terrace.
I went inside and walked to the terrace. I still didn't know how I was going to deal with him. But I knew I couldn't do it in front of Grace. I got to the terrace. Grace and Christian were having a lively conversation while smiling. I stood there for a moment admiring that lovely scene until Grace, who was facing me, noticed me.
—Ana? —she asked worriedly.
Christian turned in my direction and as soon as he saw my face he stopped laughing.
—What happened? —he asked as he walked in my direction.
—We need to talk in private. —I said very quietly, I didn't want to worry Grace.
—All right, let's go to the library. —he said as he held my hand in his.
He interlocked his fingers with mine and led me to the library. As soon as we entered, I closed the door.
—You'd better sit down. —I said very seriously as I sat down next to him.
I put the bag aside, took out what I had printed and held it out to him. Christian didn't need much time to realize what I was showing him.
—I didn't do this. —he said to me with a frown.
—I know that, but someone did it from your computer at the time we were in London.
—I have no idea who could have accessed and retrieved that information.
—Whoever it was wanted to blame you. —I told him by staring at him.
—Yes. —Someone with good hacking skills. —he said thoughtfully. —But what strikes me most is how he got into the company without anyone noticing.
—He must work at the company.
—You have to check the cameras in the office. —he said to me suddenly.
—Yes. Those cameras don't work. —I said to him as I bit my lower lip. —If they were working I wouldn't have let you do what you did in the office. —I said, remembering what had happened.
—I remember that we were interrupted. —he looked at me seductively as he put his hands on my thighs and slowly pulled them up. —And the ones in the corridor? —he said suddenly, stopping the advance of his hands, making me think again coherently.
—We'll have to see if they caught whoever came into the office. —I said to him as Christian put his lips to mine.
—I talked to Grace about taking over again. —he said as I bit my lower lip in anticipation of his kiss.
—And what did she say? —I asked him, losing myself in his gaze.
—That, if you agreed, she didn't see any problem in making it official.
Christian deliberately moved his lips closer to mine, touching them. But as much as I was tempted, I didn't intend to give in to his light touch. He moved his hands on my thighs, sneaking them under my favorite skirt, as he pulled his fingers up to my sex, but without touching it. And there he began to slide his thumbs, tracing circles on my skin. Lightly touching the panties I was wearing.
—Mmmm. —I murmured, closing my eyes.
—Ana! —when I heard my name on his lips, I opened my eyes.—When can you schedule the meeting? —he asked as he stopped his fingers.
—I can make a spot for this afternoon or first thing in the morning. —I said with slightly accelerated breathing as I looked at his lips and then back into his eyes.
—Better tomorrow morning. —he said to me with a smile, joining his lips to mine.
I needed it, urgently. As urgently as he needed me. His fervent kisses and caresses on my body told me so. But I could not delay. I had to go back to the Company and prepare everything for tomorrow. So, reluctantly, I parted from him.
—I must return. —I said to him hotly as he tucked a lock of hair behind my ear.
Christian looked at me squinting.
—Are you going to leave me hot, excited and wanting to lose myself in your body? —he asked as I suppressed a smile.
At this point Christian looked like a cranky hormonal teenager who was being denied sex.
—I can remember several occasions when you did the same thing to me. —I said playfully.
—Refresh my memory. When did I ever leave you excited?
—In the elevator, when you told me you wanted to sleep with me, and even more so on the Ferris wheel, when you kissed me. —I said, remembering that moment.
—How excited were you? —he whispered in my ear.
—Enough to use the dildo thinking about you. —I said seductively.
—Mmmm. You know this isn't going to stay that way, right? —he said to me as I separated from him and got up from the sofa.
—I know you'll take it out on my body when I get home. —I said with a smile as I headed for the door.
Christian got up too and walked quickly to where I was. He grabbed my arm, turning me around and cornering me against the door.
—Tonight... —he said as he stuck his body to mine. —You're going to wish you hadn't left now... —he said to me as his lips kissed my neck. —…you're going to beg... —he went up and took my lips between his. —…to be inside you... —he said to me as I melted in his arms, literally.
And then he parted from me, leaving me excited by his words and the promise they implied.
—You've done it again. —I said as I opened the door, stole him a kiss and walked out of the library.
Christian accompanied me to the car and when I went to open the door he came up to me and gave me a kiss, but then he left his body and his lips attached to mine.
—Tonight I'm going to make up for all the times I've left you excited. —he whispered against my lips.
—This night promises. —I told him as I steal a kiss.
Christian got away from me and I got in the car. I smiled at him and said goodbye.
All the way back I was going with a stupid smile on my face as I sang one after another the songs from Kate's player.
I walked past Kate's desk and asked her to come into my office to update the schedule. I sat behind the desk and she came in a minute later.
—I need you to convene all the executives for 8:30 a.m. tomorrow in the conference room.
—You had a meeting with nanotechnology at that time.
—Postpone it to later.
—What's the reason for the meeting?
—Christian's taking over the management of TecFall. —I told her as she stopped looking at the agenda and stared at me on time.
—That means you'll be her personal assistant again?
—Yes.
—So we're going back to our old positions?
—Yes.
—Will you have lunch with me again? —she asked excitedly.
—I hope so. —I said with a smile.
—Anything else?
—Nothing else.
—All right, then I'll make the citations. —she said as she left the office.
And when she left, I started doing a job I couldn't ask anyone to do. I couldn't put security on notice. So I hacked into the server and I looked up the security videos from the day they made the copy of the hard drive.
Two hours later, I was still watching the video from the hallway camera. Nothing out of the ordinary. Until something caught my eye. The only person who entered the office was a maintenance worker. I fast-forwarded the video to the moment he left the office. An hour and a half later. I just needed to see his face and run it through the CIA's facial recognition. Yes, I need to infiltrate their servers again. But when he passed in front of the camera, you couldn't see his face. He was wearing a low hat and he walked past the camera on his back.
I continued to search the time-stamped videos from the rest of the cameras, following his trail until he left TecFall. And none of the cameras could see his face. Whoever had entered the office had studied the plans well before entering. He knew where every security camera was.
This was a hopeless case.
That's when my office door opened and Kate walked in.
—Ready to go?
I've been so caught up in this, I haven't even noticed the time. I haven't even called Christian to pick me up.
—Almost, I have to finish up a few things here. You can go.
—Are you sure?
—Yes, I'll see you tomorrow. —I said goodbye to her.
Kate left the office. I looked for the cell phone and call Christian. He answered quickly.
—Hi, I was surprised you didn't call me back. —he told me as soon as he answered.
—Yes, I've been busy all afternoon. I'm ready to go.
—I'm arriving in five minutes.
—Are you talking while you're driving?
—I'm on speakerphone.
—All right, I'm coming down then.
—See you in a bit, babe. —and he hung up on me.
I smiled as I put the phone away and picked up my stuff.
As I walked out the doors I saw my car parked outside. I walked as fast as I could, opened the door and got in. Christian welcomed me with a dazzling smile.
—Hello. —I said to him as I pulled up to kiss him.
And I got lost in that kiss. I still don't understand why when our lips meet, I become someone else. I stuck my tongue in his mouth, savoring him as I grabbed him by the neck. I need to feel him closer, much closer.
Christian broke the kiss and smiled wickedly at me.
—Hello to you too, if I'd known you'd receive me like this, I'd have arrived a long time ago. —I smiled at him and left him, settling down in my seat.
—I missed you. —I confessed to him. —And I needed that kiss. —I told him as I was adjusting my skirt.
Christian stared at my legs as I did so.
—God, that skirt is my downfall! —he muttered very quietly as he started the car.
But I heard him perfectly.
—I thought it was the tight jeans? —I asked him curiously as he laughed.
—Those too. Someone should ban them.
— Ban them? —only he could think of that.
—Forbid you to wear them, I'll have a heart attack one of these days, for sure.
—If it hasn't hit you by now, I think I'll keep on risking it. —I said with a smile as Christian drove to the apartment.
When we parked in the underground garage of my apartment, Christian smiled at me. He got out of the car and I did the same. He opened the trunk and pulled out a leather bag from there. I stared at the bag. And then I looked at him.
—Can I know what you have in there?
—Something to make you beg. —he said, interlocking his hand with mine. —Come on. —he said, pulling me into the elevator.
His other hand was clutching the bag tightly. And I was intrigued, trying to imagine what was inside.
—Imagination is your worst enemy. —he whispered to me very softly.
I stared at him as he smiled at me.
The elevator doors opened on our floor and we went out to my apartment. Christian opened the door for me and I walked resolutely into the room to put down my bag and take off my shoes. All day long in these heels, it was killing me.
Christian came into the room and leaned against the door. My eyes quickly went there as my hands froze on the heel strap. All he had was the worn-out jeans and the bag in his hand. The white shirt he had a minute ago was gone. And the hair, which was perfectly combed when he picked me up, was now a mess. He looked sexy and seductive. A very dangerous combination in him.
— Strip, but don't take off your heels, or the lace set underneath. —he said, devouring me with his eyes.
—How do you know I have lace panties? —he wasn't in the room when I got dressed this morning.
How could he possibly know?
—I had a taste at my mother's house. —he said to me with a bold, seductive smile. —I'm waiting. —he said as my breathing began to accelerate.
I stood up and stared at the bag in his hand.
What was in it? I asked myself as I frowned.
—I'll show you as soon as you get undressed. —he said, reading my thoughts.
And without wasting another second, I took off all my leftover clothes, leaving only my panties and lace bra.
—This is much better. —he said as he walked dangerously in my direction.
At no time did he look away from my body. He stopped in front of me, his eyes went up over my body until he was staring at me, he put the bag on the bed and smiled at me.
—I have several things in that bag… —he said as he pointed to it. —…that will make you...beg.
I was beginning to get used to this shameless way of talking to myself that made my panties wet, and my body excited.
—Will you tell me what's inside? —I asked intrigued.
Christian smiled at me perversely before turning to the bed and taking the bag back in his hand.
—I've been thinking all afternoon how I could make you beg... —he said to me as he slowly opened the bag.
I directed my eyes to the open bag, patiently waiting for him to take out whatever was inside.
—And then an idea came to my mind. —he said as he reached into the bag.
I swallow and stop breathing as I wait, anxious, for him to slowly take his hand out of the bag. And I think my eyes and my mouth opened completely when I saw what he was taking out of the bag. But I think it was more the color than the object itself.