Ten - The Office

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Another month had passed since the wedding. Rosalie was counting down the days when it would all be over. She couldn't lie, the sex with Dylan was great, but she had never planned on being in a relationship. Even though, what she had with Dylan barely constituted one, she still wasn't a big fan of feigning commitment. The sooner it was all over, the better.

Dylan had been out of town for the past few days. He had set his sights on a new company that worked on producing biodegradable fuel. Rosalie had been impressed when she had learned about his thought process in taking the company forward. He understood that environmentally friendly fuel was the future and wanted to get a head start in developing it. His sole reason for travelling was to check out the company first hand before he could make them an offer to buy them out. He had arrived late last night when Rosalie was already asleep and was still in his room when she had left for work this morning.

Rosalie was working on some paperwork in her office when the door slammed open, startling her. She looked up and saw Dylan. Her useless assistant, Alex, was standing outside in a now futile attempt to stop Dylan from rudely barging in. He slammed the door shut in her face while Alex stared in horror. Alex's eyes landed on her momentarily and Rosalie could see the fear in them before the door blocked her from view. Dylan locked the door and sauntered over to Rosalie's desk. He was wearing grey pants with a white shirt and had his sleeves rolled up. He looked hot.

"Fucking hell, Dylan. Why are you here?" Rosalie yelled as she got out of her chair and walked around the desk to face him.

Instead of answering, he grabbed her face in both of his hands and kissed her with all his might. Even though she was shocked, she returned the kiss until she remembered where they were and pushed him off.

"What are you doing," she hissed while glancing at the door, afraid what everyone might think they were doing in here.

"What do you think I'm doing," he asked cockily before attempting to kiss her again but she stepped back.

Crossing her arms over her chest, Rosalie raised an eyebrow at him, waiting for him to explain his erratic behaviour.

He groaned and ran his hand through his already messy hair. Finally, he spoke. "The deal I was working on finally went through," he began and Rosalie could see him get excited as he talked about it. "It's the very first major project that I've started! I've been so pumped up ever since I got the news. I feel like I'm going through an unending adrenaline rush. I needed an outlet for all this energy so I thought of you," he smirked and took a step towards her, wrapping his hands around her waist.

Rosalie leaned her head back. "Seriously? You couldn't wait until we were home," she scrunched her nose.

"Things escalated a little quickly when I started thinking about you so here we are," he shrugged and waited for her approval before he could proceed any further.

Rosalie was wearing a blue, sleeveless dress. Her hair was hanging loose around her shoulders and staring at her was only making things harder for Dylan. Rosalie thought for a second about Dylan's absurd request. Even if she wanted to, she couldn't really complain. She had demanded sex at inconvenient times as well and Dylan had always complied. She had never shown up unannounced at his office, but still. Besides, the thought of having sex in her office was already starting to excite her. What was the harm?

"Ugh, fine."

That was all Dylan needed to hear before he slammed his lips onto hers. His cock immediately hardened as he ground his body against hers. His hands made their way to her waist and he lifted her up, setting her down on her desk. Trailing his hands across her thighs, he pulled her dress up and spread her legs apart, settling between them. His lips found her neck as he sucked on her sweet skin. She smelled so good and he breathed in her delicious scent.

He unzipped her dress halfway and pulled it off her shoulder, placing kisses all along it. Knotting his hand in her hair, he pulled her head back, giving him full access to her neck as he bit and sucked. The sound of the moan that escaped her mouth had his cock demanding to take her. Hooking his fingers into her panties, he pulled them down in one swift motion. He began unbuckling his pants as his tongue attacked her mouth. She tasted like strawberries and mint and Dylan couldn't get enough.

"God, I fucking missed you," he mumbled against her lips.

"What," Rosalie asked, confused as she pulled her face a few inches back and stared into his ocean blue eyes.

"This. I missed this," he clarified.

Dylan was confused at the words that had left his mouth without any warning and tried to brush it off. Lucky for him, Rosalie bought it, given the situation and how distracted she was. She brought her lips back to him and continued making out, hungrily.

Rosalie waited in anticipation as he lowered his pants and boxers, allowing his dick to pop out. In an instant, he was inside her, filling her up. Her walls tightened around his dick and he grunted at the incredible feeling.

Each thrust inside her was harder and faster than the last. His hands travelled all over her body as he continued pounding her at her desk. She could feel her pleasure build as the mind-blowing sensations coursed through her body. Before all the built-up tension could unravel, Dylan came inside her, leaving her high and dry.

Once he was done, he pulled his pants up and started buckling his belt while she stared in shock. "Fuck, Dylan. I wasn't done," she complained.

"Shit. I'm sorry. I guess I was a little too excited," he said while rubbing the back of his head in embarrassment.

"But don't worry," his lips immediately curved into a smile. "We can fix that right now," he said while taking a step towards her.

Rosalie groaned and pushed him back. "No, forget it," she sighed as she hopped down from the desk and pulled her panties back up. "I have to get back to work and you've already wasted plenty of my time," she huffed in frustration.

"I promise I'll make it up to you," Dylan added.

"You better," she retorted while straightening her dress. "Now help zip me up," she ordered as she turned around and pulled her hair to the side, exposing her back. Dylan slowly zipped her dress back up. Sparks erupted on his skin where it came into contact with hers. They had just had sex and somehow this seemed more intimate. It was an unknown feeling but he seemed to enjoy it.

Once her dress was fixed, Rosalie turned around and combed through her hair with her fingers, trying to set it in place. Dylan turned around to leave but she called back.

"Wait, does my hair look okay? I don't want everyone to know of your shenanigans," she stated while pouting her lips slightly.

Dylan stared back at her as she waited patiently for his response. He could see the slight worry on her face and it made her look adorable. There were a few unruly strands disturbing her hair and she had only managed to make it worse by trying to fix it. He walked over to her and settled them down for her. After he was done, he unconsciously ran his hand through her soft, dark tresses, unable to look away from her sparkling, hazel eyes.

Rosalie felt the electrical sparks too as Dylan's hand brushed against her face while he attempted to fix her hair. The thick tension that had suddenly developed between them made butterflies flutter in her stomach. She cleared her throat resulting in breaking them both out of their trance. Dylan immediately pulled his hand away.

"Alright, I'll see you later," he muttered and hurried out of her office.


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