“Shh.” He placed a finger across my lips as his eyes sparkled. He grabbed my hands and pulled me into a bathroom stall with him and locked the door. I didn’t even have time to think. He pulled my skirt up and my panties down and his fingers caressed my already wet opening. His other hand unzipped his pants and pulled his c**k out and before I could say a word he lifted me up and pushed me against the door. “Wrap your legs around me,” he growled into my ear, and I did as he said without a word. He plunged into me and I cried out. His hand came down on my mouth and he stopped his movements. “You have to be quiet.” He whispered and I nodded. He then leaned down and kissed me again as he f**ked me harder. This was not ‘I missed you, let me make love to you’ sex. This was ‘I’ve worked myself up and I need to come as fast as I can’ sex. His c**k plunged into me harder and harder and I closed my eyes and squeezed his shoulders as I once again experienced the pleasure that had ruined me for other men. I thought about Matt briefly, and a feeling of guilt swept through me. I hadn’t even slept with him yet, but here I was, giving myself to Brandon. A man I hadn’t seen in seven years.
“Oh yes,” Brandon grunted as his body started shuddering. “Oh, yes.” His movements went faster and faster and then I felt him pause. “Open your eyes, Katie.”
I opened them slowly and he smiled at me, a genuine smile that I hadn’t seen in years. “I want you to come first.” He whispered. “I want to feel your pu**y lips trembling and gushing on me when I come.” He started his movements up once again, this time he moved slowly. I groaned as I felt him fill me up. “I want you to come for me, Katie.” He pushed against me hard. “Are you about to come?”
“Yes,” I moaned as I reached the brink of an orgasm. “I’m about to come, Brandon.” And then he started moving faster again and I climaxed fast and furious, my body trembling against him as he came inside of me.
“Oh, Katie.” He kissed my cheek and let me down onto the ground. “I’ve missed you.”
I straightened my skirt and looked up at him with a shy smile. “I’ve missed you too, Brandon.” Our eyes connected for a few brief seconds before he opened the door. “I’ll go out first.” He ran his hands over his shirt and zipped up his pants. “You should wait a couple of minutes. We don’t want to give anyone any ideas.”
“Sure.” I nodded uncertainly.
“I’m glad you took this job.” He smiled at me and winked. “I think we’re going to have a lot of fun.”
“Thanks.” I blushed, unsure of what to say, but a feeling of hope crept up in me. Maybe me getting this job and him becoming the CEO wasn’t the worst thing in the world. Maybe, just maybe, this would work out for the best.
I waited for five minutes and then exited the bathroom. The hallways were empty, and I walked back into the conference room with a small smile on my face and a new pep in my step. I was disappointed when I sat down and Brandon wasn’t there, but sat back and fluffed my hair, waiting for him to come back.
“Excuse me, everyone,” the bitchy redhead from the table downstairs said as she walked back into the room. “You guys have an extended break for five more minutes. Mr. Hastings received an urgent call from his fiancée that he had to take. He’ll be back soon.” And then she walked out of the room casually, as if her news hadn’t just broken my heart again.