Rick POV

It's been a blissful three months and I have my beautiful girl to thank. Things have been going well...very well. We spend every weekend rolling around in her bed, my bed, in the shower, in the kitchen, in my car. Hell rolling around anywhere with Michonne would be great. Long story short, having Michonne McQueen is a dream come true. I've also discovered nothing beats car rides in The Colt or Katana, walks in the park, petting zoos, arcades, drive-in movies and all the other fun things Michonne likes to do.

"Mr. Grimes, you have a visitor," Carol chirps over the intercom.

I don't have time for visitors.

I have a shit load of work to get done this week, I have meeting after meeting. My HR Manager is out for the week so I have the orientation to facilitate the two new salesmen and three new engineers. Then to top it all off I'm building a new location in the next town over and have a ton of new management interviews to get through. So, my time to see Michonne will be extremely limited. Normally I wouldn't care to spend time with my weekend companion, but clearly, Michonne is more than that.

She's so much more...

How the fuck did I become so… smitten? Yeah, smitten works, if smitten means wanting to close down your fucking company for a week to spend it in the arms of an insanely, beautiful woman I've known for less than a year then I am most definitely smitten. Possibly more…

"Hey, Captain Space cadet, I mean Rick, are you going to bark your orders at me or stare off into space all morning?" Carol is standing at my door; I didn't even hear her open it.

"Carol…Shit, sorry... I have no idea what's wrong with me."

"Hmm, I'd say your car being in Michonne's driveway all weekend might have something to do with it," I didn't bother looking up. I can feel her appraising me, hear that smug ass-ness in her voice. Mrs. Carol Nosy-Rosy Petielier lives across the street from Michonne, by the way.

"Send them in." if I can get this out of the way then I can get to my day and hopefully spend some time with Michonne by happy hour.

Oh shit, I'm done ─ defiantly more than smitten.

The door swings open…Oh. My visitor is Michonne. YES!

"How can I help you, Miss McQueen?" I smirk and prop my feet on my desk.

"I'm quitting."

"What?" I snap back up.

"What?" she repeats with a chuckle, mocking my tone and my shocked facial expression.

"Why..." I ask.

"I can't work here with you; I don't agree with dating in the workplace. If dating is what we're doing then I need to quit. Are we dating… Mr. Grimes?" she gulps and wrings her hands together in front of her. Seriously, after our time together why is she nervous?

"I suppose we are, Miss McQueen." As I've mentioned before, dating isn't the unknown territory, I just haven't made the time to do it in quite a few years. I will make the time for Michonne. "I still don't think you should quit though. I think I like having you so close. Now, come here."

"Probably not a good idea, I should go. I just wanted to be the one to tell you I'm going back to Dad's company. I'll have to make amends with Morgan, seeing as it's rightfully my company too."

"Michonne, I said come here." The look I give her says in no uncertain terms she better not walk away from me right now.

She slowly makes her way over to me, her eyes on mine the whole time. The intense eye contact is sexy as fuck and I think she knows it. "What can I help you with, Mr. Grimes?"

I don't answer; instead, I grab her hand and place it firmly on my cock. "I could use a little help with this," I lick my lips and guide her hand up and down over my slacks as I grow harder for her.

"Oh, Rick I don't know, I mean I know what we've done in here before…I just… I don't think it's a good idea," she protests, however she doesn't even attempt to move her hand away, as a matter of fact, she adds a little squeezing in with the stroking. My dirty little girl, I love it.

"Ah, come on baby, just a little help?" I give her a wicked grin and move her hand while I unzip my pants. She reaches in before I have a chance and pulls my cock out.

She surprises the hell out of me when she leans over my body, her face next to mine and she licks from my jaw to my ear. "What kind of help are you looking for Mr. Grimes?" she purrs then gently moves to her knees, pulling my cock toward her mouth and swirls her tongue around my head. "Is this helpful?"

"Hell fucking yeah, it's fucking helpful," I growl and stroke her hair back as she begins to suck and lick.

"Mr. Grimes, Mr. Negan is here to see you," Carol's voice announces over the intercom just as Michonne takes me farther down her throat, further than she ever has before.

"Michonne, do not think about moving," I order her. Of course, she tries to protest, but I scoot a little farther under the desk forcing her to move back on her knees. I press the button on the intercom, "Send him in Carol."

Ugh, Philip Cock-blocking Negan. Goddam, the bastard has the worst timing, I plan on having my dick out the whole fucking time he's talking. Of course, it's under the desk so he doesn't know but that's beside the point.

"Rick," he greets when he walks in. My little minx under the desk decides it's time to tease me and I feel the tip of her tongue start to play with my head. "We need to go over some of the applicants for the new location."

"Ahh," I sigh when she sucks my head lightly. "We do, it will have to be later though. I'm rather busy."

"Rick your computer isn't even on yet, so unless you're getting your dick sucked under the table ─ which I highly doubt ─ you have at least ten minutes while everything boots up." At his comment I feel Michonne bite my thigh, I'm assuming so she doesn't laugh out loud when she ever so gingerly moves back to toying with my cock, lightly licking and placing silent kisses along my shaft.

"Don't fucking question me Negan; I said I'm fucking busy. I'll see you later and we will discuss the applicants when I'm ready." Too much..? Nah, I want my Michonne and while this fucker is in here, I can't have her.

"Fine," he huffs and gets up to stomp out.

I slide back when the door clicks and Michonne looks up at me amused. "It's disturbing to know you talk to everyone like that," she stands and goes to lock my door. When she turns around, she doesn't hesitate to strip down to her sexy bra and garter and… No panties. Wow!

"Ah, look at you sexy girl. I think you need a spanking for being so naughty and making my dick so hard for you." Yep, if she were wearing panties, they'd be soaked, as it is, I can see her thighs glistening.

Another thing I learned on accident about Michonne one day when I just couldn't control myself is, she likes her sex dirty and rough. Not like full-on choking and slapping shit, but a little pushing and pressure here and there. When I command her to do things, just to remind her who the fucking boss is she fucking eats it up. Her pussy drips for me, making me that much harder and want her that much more. The fact that she is just as power-hungry as me yet gives in to me every fucking time is a huge ego stroke and she knows it, so in turn, I make sure to give her anything and everything she could possibly want or need.

She has her own money and I find it refreshing that she genuinely appreciates the things I do for her, she doesn't take me for granted and knows that any material thing I do for her is out of respect and adoration, not because I'm trying to buy my way into her bed.

"But, sir… I've been so good," she saunters over to where I'm still sitting ─ my cock standing proudly at attention ─ and she turns her back to me. She steps between my legs and leans over my desk so I have a glorious view of her ass and her juicy cunt dripping for me. I reach out and rub my hands over her ass; plucking the garters so they snap over her thighs then squeeze, my hands cover her entire ass cheek.

"Mmm, you've got such a pretty little pussy, Michonne," I run my middle finger down her slit from her ass to her nub then up again, pausing to push into her a few times before slicking up to her ass and circling her entrance but not applying pressure.

Without another word I lean forward and let my tongue glide through her folds, making her whimper a little. I then stand up, unbutton my shirt and pants, letting them fall to the floor; I rest my cock in the crease of her ass, using my hands to hold her cheeks and my thumbs keep my cock in place as I rock my hips, rubbing my head over her ass each time before using one hand to move my cock through her lower lips.

With just my tip sitting inside of her I reach around to grab her throat and pull her up so her back is flush with my chest. Keeping my hand on her neck I'm able to slip my fingers into her mouth allowing her to suck her honey off of them. "Are you ready for me? Your hot little honey pot is pouring out over my dick, baby. I think my girl wants my cock, she needs me to fuck her," I whisper in her ear and let my fingers slip out, one hand gripping her throat, the other holding the table in front of us while I thrust into her wet heat, making both of us groan in pleasure.

"Ahh, fuck yeah…" I whisper as I start to thrust harder. I remove my hand from the table between our bodies and start to rub her perfect ass, letting my fingers taunt her lower lips, tugging lightly.

My hand moves from her throat, using my grip to push her flat on the desk. I pull out so only my tip is inside of her. "Don't move," I remove my hands from her completely and watch as her body trembles below me.

She moves to put her elbows under her chest and without warning my hand makes contact with her ass causing her to whimper. "I said don't move, beautiful," with that I grab her hips and drive into her again making her cry out.

I stop my movements again, only this time I'm buried to the hilt inside of her, I lean over her body and cup my hand over her mouth. "Shh, Michonne, you can scream my name all night at home but I need you quiet at the office, baby," I whisper in her ear. Her pussy is pulsing around me; I can feel how each word affects her. It's fucking amazing.

I stay hunched over her body when I start to move in and out again. My God, she's so Goddamn tight it almost hurts, but the best fucking hurt ever. My hand moves from her mouth back to her throat, my other hand comes to rest on her hip and I keep up deep, deliberate thrusts my head hitting that sweet spot inside of her every fucking time I pull out of her. "Fuck, you feel so good, baby… so fucking good," I start to move a little faster inside of her. Her silken walls start to flutter around me.

"Cum for me, oh God." I'm about to lose it and she knows it. She purposely clenches around me and pulls my orgasm from me; I bite into her shoulder to stop the roar that tries to escape me. My hot release shooting into her triggers her own orgasm and she, in turn, bites my hand. Yes, we're biters, I fucking love the feel of her teeth on my skin.

"That was… let's just say I'm glad I found you," she pants with a smile as I help her straighten up. "Can I clean up in your bathroom? I need to go see my brother still."

"Mmm, yeah, I still don't like the idea of you quitting. If you don't like what you're doing here there are plenty of other things you could do. Hell, since I'm opening the second location, I could use Negan here and you can have his position there. I'm willing to bet serious money you know more about running a business than his incompetent ass," she just smiles at me and fingers my tie that is hanging loosely around my neck.

"I think it will be better for both of us if we aren't in the same office, Rick. I can't stand watching these whores drooling over you all the time, pretending they don't know about us." Yep, she knows I'm one hundred percent hers now. "I can't even imagine what would happen if you caught someone else looking at me."

"I'd fucking kill them, then fire them -then kill them again," I growl. She's mine. Mine-mine-mine-mine, and I don't really care if I sound like a two-year-old.

"Exactly." She winks then moves to pick up her clothes and locks herself in my personal bathroom.

Beautiful Michonne McQueen ─ She's ruined me but in the best possible way.

A/N: Readers, thank you so much for the support. I am sad to announce that I am taking a little break from this story for a while. But I promise I will be back...I have a little drama, some humor and sweet oodles of sexy hot Richonne... Take care now... ~Muse~