Room One Hundred & Twenty-One: Kiss of Fire

Chapter 14

14

NOAH

“ O ne black coffee… and one blond roast, skinny, caramel vanilla latte.”

The doe-eyed barista stares at me for a moment. It took me a while to memorize Selena’s favorite drink, but now I can repeat the mouthful of an order with no problems.

“W-what size?” The girl stumbles over her words as her eyes take on a dreamy haze. At one time, I might’ve entertained the thought of fucking a girl like her. But now, I don’t want anyone to even look at me unless it’s Selena.

“Grande coffee. Venti latte.” I’ve cautioned our girl about consuming so much caffeine, but I can never tell her no when she asks me for something. And I often find myself spoiling her with the very things I warn her against.

It’s probably hypocritical of me, but she’s yet to call me on it. And she will, because she always calls me on my bullshit when most people are afraid to look at me. I may be intimidating to others, but not to her. And I wouldn’t want to be.

I give the young woman my name for the order, paying her for the two drinks before moving to the end of the counter. This coffee shop is growing on me. Not because I actually like the place, but because Selena does and she likes stopping here on her way to work. But she doesn’t make it to Sips often anymore, as we’ve been monopolizing her time and don’t give her much chance to be away from us.

I wonder if she misses being on her own. If she does, she hasn’t said anything. Maybe I should check with her just in case. Her happiness is important to us and I want to make sure she’s getting whatever she needs, even if that means some time to herself.

I glance at my watch and mentally run through my itinerary for the day. It’s early afternoon, but I need to look at the damn proposal Stan sent over. I’m still pissed off that he just barged his way into our office. Waltzing around like it’s his second home.

But more than that, I’m livid at how he was staring at Selena. I caught his gaze lingering on her body in places he had absolutely no business looking. He’s lucky I didn’t knock him the fuck out for even speaking to her. And the way he sneered when I asked her to review his proposal. As if she’s beneath him in some way. Our girl is beneath no one, and anyone who thinks so will answer to me. I swear that misogynistic little prick loses more of my respect with each passing day.

“Order for Noah!” another barista yells out, and I grab my drinks before strolling back to the office.

When I arrive at the top floor, I’m disappointed to find Ms. Abernathy sitting by herself and working diligently. I don’t remember Selena having any errands to run this afternoon, and I specifically checked before I stepped out after lunch. But when I carry our beverages to my office, I’m pleasantly surprised to find the object of my desire sitting in my chair. She’s reviewing some documents with her focus honed in on the pages in front of her. She doesn’t notice me right away, and I lean against the doorframe while I drink her in.

Her dark curls drape down her back and her skin glows from being well fucked. She bites the corner of her lower lip while she reads, skimming her fingertips across the smooth paper.

“Looks like we hired a new CEO while I was out,” I tease, and she startles in her seat.

“You scared me,” she exclaims with a hand over her chest. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

I close the distance between us and stand at her side. “Thought you could use an afternoon pick-me-up,” I explain and hand over her beverage.

Selena gives me an affectionate smile. “Shouldn’t I be the one to get you coffee?”

“Maybe. But this isn’t for my assistant.”

“It’s not?” she asks before taking a tentative sip of the hot liquid.

“It’s for my little cum slut.” I grin, and she almost spits out her latte. Her eyes dart around the room as if she’s expecting someone to walk in. “Calm down, baby. No one heard me.”

“You’re incorrigible,” she replies with a pretty blush on her cheeks.

I reach over her and press the button on my desk to turn my office windows opaque. Then I slip a hand inside her blouse, sneaking my way into her bra and cupping her breast. “What are you reading?” I feel her heartbeat race against my palm as I tweak her hard nipple.

As if suddenly remembering why she’s in here, Selena jumps up from my chair and scoots around me to the other side of the desk. The wanton expression disappears from her face and it’s replaced with her usual professional demeanor. If there’s one thing I admire about her, it’s her work ethic.

She takes a seat in one of the club chairs in front of me and I sink down into my vacated seat before sliding her drink across the desk. She offers me an appreciative smile before nodding at the presentation she left for me. “I made a few notes about Stan’s proposal.”

At the mention of his name, my shoulders pinch with tension. But it slightly melts away when I notice the PowerPoint presentation that’s been printed out for me. “I just wanted to know your initial thoughts, baby.”

“And I’m giving them to you. You wouldn’t expect anything less from another employee, would you?” She’s right about that, but I don’t mention it.

“So, what did you find?” I ask while reviewing the material.

She takes another sip of her drink before she continues. “If I can be candid…”

“Always. Whether it’s business or pleasure, I want to know exactly what you’re thinking.”

“Well…” Selena moistens her lips with the tip of her tongue, and I follow the motion with my eyes, wanting a taste for myself. But I manage to keep my composure and allow her to speak. “The numbers don’t add up. At first blush, it looks on the up and up, but when I started doing some calculations, they make it seem like they’ve been more profitable than they really are.”

I skim over her presentation with examples of what she’s describing. From the excerpts she’s provided, Selena’s right. The numbers are concerning. It could be a clerical error, but there are too many for it to be coincidence. Seems like we need to do more digging into this company before we even entertain moving forward.

“Thank you for putting this together. Anything else?”

“From everything I’ve read so far, they don’t appear like a great place to work. Research shows that if the employees aren’t happy, then typically there’s something bigger going on behind the scenes. Maybe it’s something you can fix with an acquisition, but do you really want to purchase someone else’s problem?”

I can’t help the smile that spreads across my face.

“What?”

“Nothing.” This girl is far too smart to be an assistant. And that’s not to impugn her work, by any means. But she has so much potential and she should be doing something far more important than the menial tasks we assign her. I make a mental note to discuss that with her later. “Thank you for putting this together so quickly. I’ll look it over with Chance and Brody.”

Selena rises from her chair. “If you need me to look at anything else?—”

“Where the hell do you think you’re going?”

Her mouth drops open and she raises her eyebrows. “Back… to work?”

“I don’t think so.” I shake my head at her and crook my finger in a come-hither motion.

Tossing the papers onto my desk, I stand and stalk toward her with predatory strides. With each step, Selena slowly backs away until she’s pressed against the frosted glass wall. Her eyes scan the room, searching for a way out, until I close her in with my arms on each side of her.

“What do you want?” she whispers, her chest rapidly rising and falling with each breath.

I skim my fingers beneath the hem of her skirt, teasing her lace-covered pussy. “I want my little slut to choke on my cock.”

Her breath hitches as she holds my gaze.

“Will you be a good girl and gag for me?”

She whimpers, and the outline of her nipples becomes visible against her silk blouse. I slide my hand into her panties and rub agonizingly slow circles over her throbbing clit. Her frustrated cries grow louder when I give it a tug, and she tries to clench her thighs shut, but my hand forces them open.

“Can you be quiet for me? While I shove my dick down your throat?”

She nods her head, then drops to her knees. Her hands are braced on my thighs as she nuzzles her face against my hardening length.

“Take it out,” I demand, and she instantly complies.

Selena looks up at me with a kittenish grin while undoing my pants and gently removing my cock. Her tongue peeks out to wet her lips before she glances back at me for permission.

“It won’t suck itself, baby.” I grip her hair and drag her closer. “Now, open wide and take me to the back of your throat.”

She goes all in, forgoing her usual teasing licks, and instead swallows me down until she’s bobbing and gagging with tears spilling down her pretty face.

“Goddamn, you’re beautiful when you suck my dick.”

Her red lips wrap tightly around me and she hollows out her cheeks to create the perfect amount of suction. Then, she grazes her teeth along my sensitive flesh and my knees buckle while my eyes begin to roll back.

“Make me come, baby. I wanna see it painted all over your tongue.”

She moans around me and I sense myself getting close.

“Play with your pussy while you suck me off. I know how wet you get when you have a dick in your mouth.”

Her eyes shimmer with half warning and half lust. But I push her limits and force her face farther down on my cock until she quickly pulls back and gasps for air.

“You tapping out, baby?” I know my girl’s as stubborn as I am and she’ll never give up until she gets what she wants.

“Not even close… sir.” Then she dives back in, using one hand to stroke the base of my dick and the other to get herself off.

Her movements become jerky and rushed, and I know she’s close to coming. “Get there. I’m close too,” I confess.

When she pops off my dick and her mouth parts from her orgasm, I give my cock a few fast strokes before spurting my cum in her mouth and on her chin. Her release drips onto the floor and I’m tempted to make her lick it up. But the need to kiss her is overwhelming, so I opt for that instead. I lift her by the arms and slam my mouth to hers, tasting my own salty release before she drinks it down with a vampish smirk.

“Is that what you wanted?” she asks.

“You know how this works. You have to give if you want to receive.”

“Hmmm. Do I get to receive now?”

“If you’re a good girl for the rest of the day, then you’ll receive all night.”

“Promises, promises.” She pecks my lips before turning toward my private bathroom to get cleaned up.

I grab her wrist and pull her back to me. “I always keep my promises, baby.” Then I kiss the fuck out of her until she’s breathless and writhing against me. I spin her back in the direction of my bathroom and swat her ass. “Go fix your makeup and get back to work.” I can feel a sassy reply waiting on the tip of her tongue. “Good girl, remember?” I smirk and she glares at me before walking away.