Chapter 19

NINETEEN

The walk of shame, better described as the car ride of shame, was some Uber driver who spent the entire drive arguing with his friend via Bluetooth.

Hunter made it clear he didn’t want to attend the charity event with Kathy, given he was an hour late, and his phone kept blowing up while I was lying in his bed, bringing myself to orgasm.

I didn’t ask any questions, despite the curiosity eating me alive.

When he complained about having to leave, I used it as the perfect excuse to leave too. Unlike the other night, I ordered the Uber before he could stop me, though he quickly questioned me on where I was going. It was easy to see he battled with having to attend the event versus driving me home.

Frankly, I was spent, desperate to get home.

Barely able to move my limbs, I change into my pj’s and climb into bed yawning from the exhaustion of tonight. Just as my eyes begin to fall, April comes barreling into my room.

“Um, hello, Grandma,” she greets in a sarcastic tone. “You do not look like someone who got laid.”

My cheeks flush, so I hide part of my face beneath the sheet.

“I told you I wouldn’t. I wasn’t feeling well tonight, so decided to come back home.”

I hate lying to April, already feeling the guilt of what I’ve done. If this feeling doesn’t stop me from making any more bad decisions, I don’t know what will.

“I almost wish I went with you just to get out,” she complains, throwing herself next to me on the bed. “Mom lost her shit when Hunter didn’t answer the phone.”

“Oh.” I swallow, forcing a concerned expression. “He didn’t show up?”

“Yeah, he showed up over an hour late. I don’t know what happened. I’ve never seen Mom so angry.”

“They have, um, a weird marriage.” The moment I say it, I quickly rush, “I mean, just different, I guess, to my parents.”

“Like they’re not madly in love with each other,” April claims, then cocks her head. “I hope he treats you right in the office. He told me about how you’ll report to him for some tasks.”

“Yeah, nothing major,” I lie again. “How often do you talk to him?”

April shrugs. “I dunno, just when I see him around and stuff. He’s been home a lot lately. I’m surprised you haven’t run into him.”

“I’ve been out a lot. Speaking of which, I should be out of here soon. It’s been great, but you know I can’t stay here forever.”

April grabs my arm, clutching it tightly. “Don’t leave me. What will I do in this dungeon alone?”

I manage to laugh. “This place is far from being a dungeon. Besides, I’ve seen you flirting with the hot gardener. Is there something you want to share?”

April’s eyes widen in panic. “What did you see?”

“What did you do?” I exasperate. “April … tell me.”

“Look, he’s just really good at …” April coughs and then jumps out of bed. “Stuff … involving his tongue.”

“God, you’re such a bored housewife.” I chuckle. “I need some sleep. Goodnight.”

“Nighty night.” She winks before leaving and turning off the light.

* * *

I’m sitting at my desk, minding my own business, and praying Hunter doesn’t show up to work. Clearly, I didn’t think last night through. It’s one thing to be caught up in the moment, but another to realize in the light of day, decisions made under the influence of a handsome CEO will have consequences later.

Hunter arrives after lunch with a bunch of people from some company he is acquiring. He busily shows them around while I assist Meredith in preparing some materials for the afternoon meeting. At least I don’t have to be alone with him.

“Is there anything else you need?” I ask Meredith while helping her put a booklet in front of some chairs in the boardroom. “I was going to work on the report you sent me, but if there’s anything else?”

“Mr. Cash has requested you sit in on this meeting.”

“What for?” I blurt out, then clear my throat. “I apologize. That was rude of me. I didn’t sleep well last night.”

“Minutes, please.”

I nod, then take a deep breath. At my desk, I’m grabbing what I need for the meeting when Josh appears out of nowhere.

“Hey, you didn’t show up last night?”

“Oh, yeah, about that—”

“Alexandra was requested to stay back to perform some extra work for me,” the voice behind me says.

My body reacts before I can string a sentence together. How does he do this to me every time? He makes me look like an idiot unable to say anything intelligent.

“Oh,” Josh responds, forcing a smile. “I’m sorry. I just thought you would have texted or something.”

“I, uh, the work Mr. Cash insisted I perform was much more than I anticipated. I was wiped out afterward. I’m sorry.”

“It’s cool. How about Friday night? You free?”

“Alexandra,” Hunter calls sternly. “The meeting is about to start. Please make your way to the boardroom.”

“I’ll let you know.” I smile as I walk away and enter a room full of people.

Purposely, I take a seat all the way at the back to avoid eye contact with Hunter. With all my tools out and ready to start, I begin taking notes as Hunter stands in front of the room and presents some data on the screen. His public speaking skills are excellent, much like most of the men in my life. They all have this confidence and ability to own a room with the delivery of their speeches or presentations.

As I try my best to ignore how sexy he looks today in his navy suit, he takes a seat while another woman gets up to talk about future projections. I’m busy trying to capture what she says, but my phone buzzes next to me.

Hunter:You left me in quite a predicament last night.

Me:Stop distracting me. Some of us are trying to work.

I shake my head, trying to listen to this woman speak when my head is imagining Hunter walking around with rock hard cock all night long. Shit. Don’t go there now.

Hunter:The smell of you was all over my fingers. I had to take things into my own hands last night. Imagining your bare pussy in front of me, soaking wet …

The moment my eyes read the entire message, an involuntary cough escapes me, causing everyone to turn around. Great, now I’m embarrassed and turned on at the same time.

“Sorry, please carry on,” I tell everyone, then bow my head.

I turn my phone around to avoid the distraction and continue to jot dot everything Carol is saying until something catches my attention.

“Here is a list of who is dominating the market.” Carol points to the screen as everyone looks. “Harperlex Media is currently in the first position with their new investment into streaming sites.”

Harperlex is an entity of my father’s company or something like that. All I know is he owns it, amongst many others. Carol suddenly catches my attention, prompting me to place the pen down for a minute.

“Our team is working on a plan to move to the number one position by the end of the year.”

Wait, boot my dad’s company out of the number one position? Hunter glances my way for a brief moment, then back to Carol.

“Thank you, Carol,” he quickly interrupts. “Ian, I’d like you to talk about staff numbers, please.”

For the rest of the meeting, I do what I need to do until my hand cramps up from the in-between writing and typing. Hunter calls the meeting to an end, but Carol lingers to discuss something with him. I follow Meredith to her office and close the door behind me.

“Meredith, can I ask you a question?”

“Of course.”

“Is Carol trying to ruin my dad’s company?”

Meredith stares in confusion, then her expression softens. “Alexa, it’s just business. Everyone is always fighting for the top spot. Granted, your father’s company is always number one. I assure you, this is normal, and the industry is quite competitive.”

“So, she’s not like doing anything bad. She’s not going out of her way to bring it down, just healthy competitive tactics?”

“Hunter is not that type of man.” Meredith smiles.

I leave Meredith’s office feeling better about the whole situation, then sit at my desk for the next two hours to type everything out before emailing everyone. The moment I hit send, Hunter responds to my email requesting to see him in his office.

People are still in the office, making it less daunting to be alone with him. I slowly make my way over, then knock on his door.

“Come in.”

Opening the door, he’s exactly where he always is, sitting in his big leather chair.

“Close the door behind you, please.”

I close the door but remain near the entrance. Hunter gazes at me and stands up. As he walks toward me, I back myself against the door with a racing heart. He leans his hand flat on the door, not allowing me to move.

“I want more,” he demands, bringing his lips to my ear. “Right here. I want you to play with yourself.”

“But … but … what if someone comes in?”

Hunter leans over, locking the door. “Satisfied?”

“People saw me come in.”

“You do report to me, correct?”

I nod with a breath caught in my throat.

“Then I request you slide your fingers into your panties and show me how wet you are right now.”

His words create a frenzy within me, and I don’t hesitate to pull my skirt up to rub between my legs. The moment I touch my clit, an electric shock runs through me, causing me to whimper.

“Beautiful,” he whispers. “Now, make yourself come for me.”

Hunter angles himself in the crook of my neck, blowing soft air as I rub myself to the brink of a blissful finish. Biting down on my lip, I struggle to keep quiet, so he places his hand over my mouth.

“I don’t want anyone to hear you come for me. Only I get to see you or hear you like this, understand?”

With his hand placed firmly against my mouth, I still manage to nod until the orgasm consumes me, and my eyes shut tight to ride the intense wave.

My chest hitches, trying to catch my breath as he slowly removes his hand.

“You’re driving me crazy, Alexandra,” he whispers. “If only I could do the things to you I want to do.”

“So …” I breathe, trying to calm down. “Why don’t you?”

He watches his thumb glide against my bottom lip. “Because there’s no turning back once I do.”

Hunter’s reluctance to touch me leaves me annoyed. What does he expect me to do? Make myself come every single time? I’ve been doing that for years.

“I guess that’s your loss.” I fix my panties and drop my skirt. “I’ve had my fun. It’s a shame you can’t too. If you’ll excuse me, I need to pack up to go home.”

As he steps back, I unlock the door, making sure no one sees me. Thankfully, everyone is distracted wishing Jennifer in admin a happy birthday. There’s a cake, and usually when there’s cake, the whole office flocks to it.

A few emails came through during my time away, so I quickly answer them, but one, in particular, wanted a report which took forever to download.

After a good thirty minutes, I’ve once again gone over my usual finish time. Annoyed, I grab my things and head to the elevator. Pressing the button, it eventually arrives, so I enter and head toward the back as the doors close.

Then, they spring back open, and Hunter enters.

Fuck. Okay, be strong.

When the door closes, the elevator moves as we stand in silence until he reaches over and hits the stop button.

“Henry, in the control room, has fifteen minutes on his break,” Hunter informs me as he moves closer. “I’m done waiting. I want my turn.”

A smirk lingers on my lips. If he wants his turn, I will give him a taste of what it’s like to do all the hard work himself.

My hands rest on his chest as I feel his heart beating fast.

“On your knees,” he commands. “Mouth open.”

I follow his demand, getting on my knees while opening my mouth as instructed. Slowly, I raise my eyes to meet his, and he unbuckles his suit pants and releases his cock.

The pool of wetness between my legs spreads everywhere, admiring how perfect his cock is. Hard, long, and the perfect angle to take it all in.

His hand grips around his shaft, then he gently moves it up and down, inches away from my mouth.

A moan escapes me as I watch his pace move faster. The sounds he makes drive me crazy until his groan warns me he is just about to finish.

“Will you swallow?” he asks, out of breath.

I lick my lips, then gaze into his burning eyes. “Every last drop.”

He leans forward, blowing inside my mouth as his body continues to jerk from coming. I’ve never done this, only being told it’s either hit or miss. The texture is odd but sweet, and I find myself swallowing, not sure what to do from here.

Hunter is desperately trying to catch his breath while he runs his thumb against my lip as he had earlier in the night.

“Now, we’re even,” he says with a sneer. “I guess we both know what happens when you turn twenty …”

I slowly stand up as he zips up his pants.

“Don’t get so cocky. I never said I’d fuck you.”

His lips curve upward into a smile. “I’d love to watch you try to resist.”