"Leaving early today Ms. Gilmore?" he asked watching her stand by the elevator with some of the other staff members departing for the day.
It was 8 P.M., early for her still.
She turned around slowly not looking at him, he could already see her blushing
They avoided each other like the plague all day long. Logan caught her departing form by accident as he walked through the hallway. He decided he'd at least give a shot at trying to sort out the situation, just see the reaction.
Her reaction made it clear to him that she thought that this morning was a mistake. She was obviously embarrassed and trying to flee the scene, without even attempting to talk to him.
"Yeah, it's been a long day" she said indecisively still looking anywhere but him.
He sighed, barely noticeable.
Fine. It was all he needed for him to be back in control, he needed to stop obsessing about this situation, obsessing about her, and move on.
"You have a good night then" he said and turned to walk back into his office.
The newsroom was slowly emptying for the night, only a couple of scattered workers still at their desks. He walked through the dimly lit hallway and past his secretary's desk. Without even looking at her or stopping he talked:
"You should go home Kate, it's pretty late"
She stood up, still uneasy around her new boss.
"You don't mind Mr. Huntzberger?"
He reached his door now and turned back to face her as he walked in.
"Of course not, good night"
He walked in not even waiting for her reply and headed for his desk. His office was dark with the light outside already fading. He sat in his chair not bothering to turn on any of the lights and closed his eyes, running a hand through his hair and then resting it on his eyes.
He must have set there for minutes just trying to rid his head of all thoughts and accepting the fatigue taking over him. The sound of the door opening came to him as if from far away and he sighed as he dropped his hand and opened his eyes expecting to see his secretary, unsure and hesitant ready to tell him something.
What he saw instead was Rory standing in the door with her jacket on and her briefcase held by both her hands protectively in front of her. He sat there shocked unable to find the words to say. She was keeping him locked in her gaze but said nothing.
Logan met her gaze and stared at her as if trying to read her thoughts.
It seemed like an eternity passed. He didn't move, he just looked on with his face frozen in a questioning expression.
She started moving towards his desk. Her movements were hasty yet it seemed to take her ages to reach his desk.
He looked on, his surprise growing as she didn't stop but rounded his desk and came to a stop right in front of him, stuck in the small gap between him and his desk.
He sat there dumbfounded trying to understand what was happening.
Of course that was a futile attempt, as her closeness shattered any chance of him thinking straight. His thoughts raced and he felt his desire becoming more evident again.
He stood up and met her gaze once more, their faces only inches away from each other. He took another small step, their bodies now barely separated by anything, their faces side by side. He could hear her breathing become more rapid and he could smell her perfume bringing back this morning's memories quickly.
She turned her face slightly, her nose touching the side of his face. He closed his eyes as he felt the sensation of her touch and exhaled sharply. He felt her tremble and that pushed him over the edge.
As if his self control were lost with that one moment he reached for her, jerking her close and clinging his arms around her as his mouth found hers.
Their kiss was eager, bruising and full of desire. He felt helplessly lost as he held her in his arms, his desire once again taking over him, making him forget all sane thoughts. He didn't resist, just gave into wanting her, devouring her.
His urge overwhelmed her and she felt herself falling back, her butt hitting the ledge of his desk. He lifted her, effortlessly, placing her on his desk and pushing himself in between her legs parting them.
He broke away from the kiss and looked down, sweeping off his desk with one swift motion and laying her back down, his weight pushing down on her body.
His lips went back to kissing her, sucking on her lips and his tongue forcing its way deep into her mouth.
She gasped at his intensity. She felt like she was melting away, like she has lost all will and was controlled only by him now. Her blood was rushing through her vessels, sparking fire inside of her and awakening her senses, she felt a void inside of herself that needed to be filled, that was asking for release. She let out a load moan as his mouth left her lips and moved onto that spot beneath her ear, sucking on it.
He was forcing her jacket off of her arms, tugging at the fabric. He felt himself becoming harder and obeyed the incredible desire to push his hard member towards her center. She yelped at the sensation and wrapped her legs around his waist in return. He raised himself to look at her and she whimpered at the loss of touch.
He grasped her shirt and ripped it open, with buttons flying off, exposing her chest. He stared at her breasts clad in a simple white strapless bra and dove in to kiss them. His hands lifting her slightly to go behind her back, he unhooked the clasp and removed her bra.
His mouth found her right nipple as his hands were still on her back pulling her close. He sucked hard on her nipple making her hiss and inhale sharply. His hands let go of her back, placing her back on the desk and came around to clasp her breast pushing them together. He licked both her nipples and watched them harden.
Her hands were in his hair now, gripping his head pulling him closer in a demanding gesture. His hands left her breasts and with his mouth still sucking wildly he reached down to push her skirt up. His hands moved up her thighs sending a shiver through her body.
The feeling of her warm, smooth, bare skin against his hands was incredible. His lips left her nipple and moved down her bare chest, placing smeared kisses on her and reaching her navel. At the same time his hands grasped the hem of her panties and pulled at them.
She loosened the grip of her legs around his waist enabling him to tug her soaking panties off of her. He pushed her further up on the desk holding her by her waist, her head almost reaching the other brink and stooped down to bury his face between her legs.
Her eyes rolled back as she felt his tongue lick at her center parting her lips. His tongue felt warm and sent a feeling of electrical shock through her spine, down to her center. She moaned loudly in frustration
He tasted her wetness and dipped his tongue inside of her making her buck. He held her steady as he flicked her clit with his tongue then nibbled on it. She was moaning continuously now.
The sound of her enjoyment seemed to send a shockwave through his body, going down to his already rock-hard member. Pleasing her with his tongue turned him on even more, his dick now one throbbing, demanding object.
He sucked on her clit energetically as he placed two of his fingers inside her vagina. She was so fucking wet, his fingers slid in all the way and she bucked again at the sensation. Her hands were still in his hair pulling him close. He started moving his fingers in and out of her, feeling her juices around his fingers while massaging her clit with circular motions of his tongue.
The feeling of her tight pussy around his finger was incredible, her warmness surrounding them, clamping on them. He felt an incredible urge to replace them with his cock
Her moans were coming deep from her mouth and she felt like all of her nerves were on fire. She whimpered in protest as she felt him remove his fingers, but moaned again as she felt his tongue replacing them once again.
With his hands now free but trembling, he clumsily undid his belt buckle and pushed his pants off together with his underwear, finally relieving some pressure off of his cock that felt like it was about to burst.
His tongue still buried in her, he raised his hands up to her waist, steadying her on the desk. Then with one swift motion he straightened himself and pulled her towards his expectant erection hearing her gasp at the sudden change. He inserted his throbbing member in one long thrust making her cry out.
He was not attentive as he slammed into her another time groaning at how tight and wet she felt around him. He felt like he had absolutely no control over his movements as he slammed into her again and again setting a steady rhythm for them.
Her arms went up above her head and she grasped the edge of the desk. He looked down at her, her eyes shut tight and her mouth opening slightly as her face reflected the pleasure she was experiencing. Her breasts were bouncing as he thrust into her again and again and sweat was forming on her body.
She looked beautiful, it amazed him and fueled his desire even more. He could hardly restrain himself from banging his cock into her as deep as he could. The sight of his own member glistening with her juices as he pulled in and out fascinated him and he felt it harder and harder to contain his pleasure. His deep growling was getting louder and he was mumbling and cursing incomprehensibly.
His fingers found her clit wanting to push her over the edge. He massaged it and heard her breathing become even more erratic. Her hands let go of the desk and grasped his butt gripping him tightly
Her moaning becoming louder still, she commanded him "Harderrrr..." dragging out the word.
The sound of her commanding him made the last strand of his self-control snap. He increased his speed and pushed even harder into her, her butt slamming against his legs.
He heard her curse as he felt a wave of trembling running through her body and felt her contracting around his member. Her face flushed, her moans erratic and loud, she came hard, her orgasm lasting for long seconds and making her loose her breath and her body go completely numb with pleasure.
The sensation of her pussy clamping on his dick pushed him over the edge and with one last stiff thrust he emptied into her.
His orgasm washing over him in waves, he let out a muffled cry and collapsed on top of her, their sweaty bodies clinging to each other.
His heart was racing wildly, his pulse making his whole body pulsate. He pulled out of her slowly, making her gasp again. Her panting was slowing as she wrapped her arms around his back. He buried his face in her neck trying to slow his breathing, his arms coming to rest along her face
He was slowly regaining conscious thought as he was trying to grasp what had happened. He felt her warm body beneath him pressed against the desk. His mind racing it dawned on him that in his boundless haste he ravaged her body without any concern. He felt ashamed and lifted himself tensing, starting to whisper:
"I'm... I'm sorry... I just... I couldn't..."
She hushed him with a smile, pulling him back down.
"God... please don't apologize" she breathed, her strength still gone.
He sighed in relief, smiling into her hair and rested his body against her once again.
They lied there for minutes, neither talking, just ravelling in each other's hold.
Finally she stirred, trying to move her body becoming numb under his weight. He noticed and lifted himself off of her, his hands going behind her back and lifting her with him as he backed away from the desk and sat back in the chair now pushed up against the wall.
She was now sitting in his lap with her legs hanging off of the chair's arms. His quick movements to reposition them took her by surprise and she sat in his lap feeling uncomfortable, blushing. He couldn't help but smile and he nuzzled her neck to try to make her forget her awareness of the situation.
"You okay?" he whispered in her ear.
"Uh-hummm" she hummed smiling.
"We should have arguments more often" he said, his voice low, exhausted.
She chuckled quietly.
"More often than we already do?"
He groaned closing his eyes.
"Fine, then we should have sex more often"
She chuckled again blushing and squeezing her eyes shut.
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Well that was certainly a first. Cleaning semen off her thigh in the restroom of the office.
She looked at herself in the mirror and sighed.
Her face was still slightly flushed, her bangs sticking to her forehead and the rest of her hair a mess. Her lipstick was smeared and her lips swollen. She frowned and started wiping her face and straightening her locks.
Her body felt like it was recovering from having climbed a mountain or something. She felt sore and tired, but all of those were good feelings. She leaned against the sink closing her eyes remembering their lovemaking. She smiled and sighed but as she opened her eyes and saw herself in the mirror again, panic set in.
What the hell did she just do? Sleeping with the owner of the paper!
Well, not technically sleeping. And not technically the owner. The son of the owner. Her boss. She had sex with her boss. Wild, crazy sex. With someone she's met, what? 3 days ago? And someone she usually yelled and argued with.
She suddenly remembered their argument in his office this morning. His sudden rage and anger, and that... that he was turned on.
Well, so was she, to admit the truth.
God, this is going to be a disaster, she thought.
She pondered about what to do. She actually contemplated sneaking out and making a run for it. That was probably not a good idea though. She took a deep breath and walked out of the restroom.
She stopped in the hallway, looking over the dark newsroom. Thank god no one was here anymore.
"You ready to go?" his soft voice startled her.
"I got your stuff, let's go" he said stepping out of the shadows holding her jacket and briefcase, already wearing his own.
She looked at him and obeyed silently as if she was a little girl, putting on her jacket as they walked towards the elevator.
She sneaked a look on the way. He looked so composed, so confident. It intrigued her and annoyed her at the same time.
They stepped into the elevator and he pushed the button shutting the doors behind them. She was straightening her skirt absentmindedly and was taken off guard as he stepped up to her, pushing her back against the wall of the elevator. He kissed her soft and slow, tasting her lips and then smiling as he pulled away. It was such a different kiss from what they have shared while having sex. Those were demanding, fiery kisses, while this was feather light and soothing to her lips.
He looked at her as she stood there, with a smile forming at her lips, her eyes still closed.
"I thought you didn't like being in an elevator" she whispered barely audible.
He laughed out loud.
She stared at him surprised as the elevator came to a stop on the ground floor. He put his arm around her waist pulling her close as he walked out of the building.
"You want to know a secret?" he whispered in her ear sending chills down her spine.
She looked at him with the same confusion, questioning him silently.
He smirked as he waved a cab down and watched as the car pulled up next to them. While opening the door and guiding her in, he whispered into her ear:
"The only reason I felt uncomfortable in an elevator with you is because I had a dream about you seducing me in one"
She stopped mid-motion as she comprehended his words and looked in his eyes that were twinkling with mischief.
"You did not!"
He just continued to look at her, a smirk growing on his face.
She slumped into the backseat and smiled in disbelief rerunning scenes in her head.
"1600 Chestnut Street" she heard him say and she turned to him shocked once again.
"How did you know my address?"
He kept his gaze fixed ahead and chuckled lightly.
"I carried your drunk ass home last night, remember?"
She shut her eyes covering them with her hand remembering the whole embarrassing ordeal.
"Oh my God"
He chuckled again.
"Now you tell me a secret" he said grinning from ear to ear.
She dropped her hand and kept staring ahead shaking her head.
"I have no secrets concerning you"
"Oh but I think you do" he said, his voice a notch lower.
She turned her face to face him and narrowed her eyes questioningly.
"I don't know what you're talking about"
"About you fantasizing about me" he said not able to hide his amusement.
She opened her mouth and gasped in realization, blushing violently. She slapped his arm with her hand and covered her eyes again.
"You know plenty"
She was as embarrassed as she could be.
He put his arm around her pulling her close and kissing the top of her head still amused. He was in a great mood. He couldn't remember the last time he felt so good.