Chapter two! Skip to the second line break if you don't want to read any naughty bits. Chapter 3 will be out soon enough...:)
As he shoved her dress up her hips, Sarah wistfully mourned the satin piece as it ripped from his rough movements. But her momentary distraction was brutally shoved away as Jareth yanked off her panties and bit off his glove, entering her hot center. She moaned and he continued moving his fingers delectably in her.
Her head rocked back, hitting the wall behind her. Hoisting her up higher and planting her firmly on the entryway table, Jareth nipped along her neck, yanking the pearls off her neck.
"Mr. King! Those are the only pearls I have!"
"Do not call me that, precious. Say my name."
Biting her lip, Sarah stared at him. Smirking, Jareth added a finger in her. Her moan echoed through the entryway and he asked again, "Say. My. Name." He punctuated each word with a thrust in her.
"Jareth...Jareth, please..."
"The things your voice does to me, precious. The sinful things I wish to do to you. Wrap your legs around me now. I'll be be damned if I'm enjoying you where anyone could walk in."
"Jareth, I-" Sarah yelped as he lifted her and carried her up the cascading staircase of his home. The two story Victorian home had been bought after they both had searched through all the city. Jareth's peculiar demands ("I demand to have a tower") and Sarah's practical concerns ("There's no privacy here; find one with trees lining the entire property") had sent the real estate agent mad. But it was all worth it to enjoy what would be their first night together.
Tossing her onto the black silken sheets that he demanded she purchase herself, Sarah caught her breath as she watched him strip. His flawless, chiseled chest felt hot against her hands and lips. Jareth groaned and yanked at her dress' zipper, shredding the $1,500 dress. Sarah gasped at the feel of his rough hands on her and pulled him down onto the bed with her, relishing in his weight on her body.
"I need you, darling."
"I love you, Jareth."
"Sarah...Sarah...Sarah!"
Jolting out of her memories, Sarah looked up to Jareth's pained eyes. Right, she was at work currently. Not reliving the moment she lost her virginity to her boss.
"I apologize, sir. It won't happen again."
"Don't do that." Jareth hissed, pressing the bridge of his nose. "Don't treat me like that."
"Whatever do you mean, Mr. King?"
"Is that all I am to you? Your boss?"
Sarah clenched her jaw and stood, collecting her papers. "That's all you wanted to be, remember? You're the one who left first thing in the morning and announced your engagement the same day. If you'll excuse me, Mr. King, I have to prepare for the upcoming board meeting. Irene will bring you a new mug."
Grabbing her wrist and twisting it so she'd be forced to turn to him, Jareth narrowed his eyes. He hated that empty look in her eyes. I can't stand that mask of hers. "Don't you dare speak to me that way. You have no idea why I had to do such a thing."
Sarah sagged and clutched his wrist in return before pulling her hand away. He let her go. "You left me, Jareth. You left me there after I confessed my love for you. Now, if you'll excuse me, I have work to do...sir."
"There's no one at my home, Sarah. I haven't spent the night with anyone since we were together."
There was a long pause before she opened the door and walked out of his office.
Claudia Von Brassovelt glared at the woman before her. Irene smiled back at her calmly, typing away at her computer. Once she finished, she motioned to the sitting area and said, "Again, ma'am, you are more than welcome to sit and wait for Mr. King to call you back but he is-"
"Busy, yes I heard you the first time! I demand you tell him to come out here and speak to his fiancee," Claudia snapped. "I'm not leaving until he does! It's been four months since the engagement and he has yet to even see me again! My father will be furious if he doesn't see me!"
"Like I said, Mr. King is a very busy man-"
"Do not talk to me like I'm stupid!"
"There is no need to yell at Irene," interrupted Sarah. She handed the receptionist the briefcase. "Please put this in my office, Irene. I'll speak with Miss Von Brassovelt."
"Sarah, I thought you would've quit by now," Claudia sneered. She pushed her red hair back, hazel eyes gleaming with mischief.
Glaring at the younger woman (really, did he have to get engaged to someone just turned nineteen) Sarah forced a smile. "Not yet, Miss Von Brassovelt. As Irene said, Mr. King is a very busy man but you are more than welcome to-"
"No! I'm not falling for that again! He snuck out the back elevator last time and I waited for three hours in your stupid sitting room to see him! Bring Jareth to me now!"
"Miss Von Brassovelt," Sarah gritted out, clenching her hands in front of her, "you cannot just barge in whenever you feel like it. Mr. King has left specific instructions that you are to wait for him to come to you."
Sarah was away that every cubicle behind her was completely quiet now, watching the spectacle that was Claudia. Ever since the announcement, she had been coming weekly to try and see Jareth, who made it clear that he would not even spare the girl a glance.
The Von Brassovelts were a competing renewable energy company that had reached out with the engagement proposal to combine both companies. Mendax Industries and Brassovelt Industries could revolutionize the world with their products, was the argument made by Mr. Brassovelt. An argument too good for Oberon to deny without cause.
Had Jareth even tried to bring her up? Had he protested to his father that he would not marry this brat? Or did she not even register in the grand scheme of things?
"I don't care what he said. I want to see him. How can he refuse to see his future wife?!"
"He's working! What do you want him to do, drop everything for you?!" Sarah snapped, her anger and despair radiating in her outburst.
SLAP.
Claudia's jeweled left hand caught her by surprise.
Sarah stumbled back and fell, landing painfully on her wrist. She touched her cheek and felt the gash left by this arrogant girl. The entire room fell silent as her coworkers stared dumbfounded and speechless. Finally realizing that she may have gone too far at the sight of everyone's stunned faces, Claudia retorted, "You should know your place! If you did I wouldn't have had to hit you!"
The large black doors at the end of the room burst open and out came a very irritated figure. "What is going on here?! Miss Von Brassovelt, I have told you that I did not want to see your face-"
Jareth stopped in his tracks. He looked down at Sarah crumpled on the floor and up to Claudia, who hid her left hand from him. Irene was helping Sarah up and into a chair, dabbing at her bloody cheek with a handkerchief.
"J-Jareth, I was just teaching this rude woman some manners. She-she had the audacity to yell at me! Me! I'm your fiancée for goodness-"
He slammed the girl into the space between the elevators. She squeaked and tried to lean back as far away from him as she could. Jareth tightened his grip on her upper arms and leaned in close. "How dare you."
"Jareth, I-I don't know what you mean! I'm just teaching-"
"The only person who should be taught anything is you. You should be taught that you are less than the dirt that she walks on. You are not worthy of even being in Sarah's presence and yet you dare harm her?! I should take an eye for an eye but that would not be enough to satisfy my anger! You are the very person who ripped me from her arms and you DARE HARM MY WOMAN! AN INSIGNIFICANT WORM LIKE YOU!"
"Mr. King! She's crying!" Irene yelled, tightening her hold around Sarah.
Claudia was sobbing and shaking her head. "I'm sorry, I'm so sorry! I'll never do it again!"
Dropping her unceremoniously, Jareth turned to the guards who had come running up the stairs. "Get that trash out of here and never allow her or her disgusting father in this building again. The rest of you, get out of here! Now!"
Grabbing Sarah's hands from Irene, Jareth sent her off for a first aid kit and helped Sarah into his office. He eased her down onto the sofa and finished cleaning her face. "Sarah, my precious, I'm so sorry. I did not think that child would take this as far as she did."
"Jareth, I..."
"Yes, what is it?"
Sarah looked up at him and smiled softly. "I quit."