In The Zone

IN THE ZONE

Catherine

" T hank you, everyone, for coming. I'll have Mar'Keta send out the minutes from today and we should get this new project on the ground by next week," I say as we wrap up our meeting.

The foundation is launching a new program that targets the immigrant community in Toronto. Our goal is to provide them with opportunities to excel in any sport of their choice. Tijjani, being a second-generation immigrant, holds this cause close to his heart. Recognising his own hardships, he has always aimed to inspire the next generation. When he suggested it, I was immediately on board.

As people leave the room, I stand at the door, shaking their hands and thanking them for coming. We had a diverse group of attendees; including investors, board members from the agency and foundation, and even representatives from the city council. This could make a major impact in the community and we want to ensure no stone goes unturned. As soon as the last person leaves and closes the door behind them, Tijjani wastes no time invading my space.

"I thought it would never end," he says, pressing me against the door with his hands on my ass. "You wanted me to suffer throughout this meeting, didn't you, gimbiya?"

"What are you talking about?" I asked, already dizzy from the assault of his lips on my neck while he undoes the top buttons on my shirt.

"Tell me you didn't wear that skirt just so I could picture bending you over that conference table and fucking you until the entire building knows who you belong to. ‘Cause I know you did. And it drove me fucking wild. I need you, baby. I've missed you so fucking much, and I can't wait any longer."

"You've only been gone for a few days," I whisper, feeling the dryness in my mouth and instinctively licking my lips.

"A few days is a few days too long," he says as he keeps kissing and sucking on my neck. His kisses are desperate, urgent, as if he's trying to make up for the time he spent away. Truth was, I had missed him too, badly, and I was more than happy to finally have him close to me again.

"We've spoken about these hickeys. You can't keep leaving them where people can see!" I try to sound annoyed, but I fail miserably at hiding my arousal. This man really knows how to push my buttons.

"And I've told you, you don't have to hide them anymore." He starts hiking up my skirt and I have to make an effort not to just put my legs around his waist and rub myself all over him.

"There are still p-points, I want to discuss with you… We shouldn't be doing this here," I trail off, very quickly losing my train of thought. "Tijjani, I need your s-signature."

"I'll sign anything you want after I'm done with you. I told you I can't wait, and those papers aren't going anywhere. Legs around my waist, baby. Now."

There was a time where I would've fought him on this, thinking that giving in to my desire was a betrayal of everything I've worked so hard to achieve; but not anymore. So I jump up and lock my legs around his muscular body, letting him lead us to the conference table. He sits me on it and locks eyes with me.

"I know how your brain works. I'm not dismissing your hard work here. I'm amazed by the speech you gave to those investors and seeing you there talking about my dream with the same amount of passion I have is another reason why I'm so deeply in love with you, Catherine." He looks at me with so much adoration in his eyes as he tucks a strand of hair behind my ear and lets his hand gently caress my cheek.

"I love you, too. Your story is one of perseverance. There are so many out there like us who can only dream of being where we are now. But with this program, you'll make a difference in their lives."

"We will. I'm not alone in this and there's no one else I would have by my side to help me run this." His fingers slowly move under my shirt, making the rest of the buttons pop open on their own. "Now, if I could show my girlfriend all of my appreciation and how much I fucking missed her…"

His lips press against mine, sending a rush of warmth straight to my core. His hands explore my body, and I unbutton the top of his shirt just so I can get my hands on that smooth skin and feel the goosebumps my touch leaves behind.

"Keep touching me. I missed your hands on me," he says, his voice low and husky. "Did you miss my hands on you?"

"Yes." I breathe and I release a moan when his hands move up my thighs.

"Did you miss them here?"

"Hmmm."

"Words, gimbiya. Did you miss my hands on those gorgeous thick thighs?"

"Yes."

"How about here? Did my pussy miss me, too?" he says, caressing me through my underwear. "I sure as fuck missed her."

"We're not e-even in m-my office-ce…"

"And?" he answers with a smug smirk that I can feel on my neck, pushing my underwear aside and sliding a finger into me while his thumb strokes my clit. My eyes roll back in pleasure, and I quickly bite my lip to muffle the moan that threatens to escape. "Don't worry, the door is locked… or is it?" He moves closer and whispers in my ear. "Even if it was locked, you're not the only one that has the key, right?"

"Is this… is this number 23?"

"Someone's been looking at my spreadsheet…"

"You know I can't resist a good spreadsheet."

He chuckles, sliding my underwear down my legs and putting them in his back pocket.

"For my collection," he says.

"What? I can't be walking around here without them. I'm at work."

"Maybe you should've kept that in mind when you put that skirt on this morning. Actions have consequences, baby. Now, speaking of spread and irresistible. Lay back and spread those legs. I want a peek at that perfect pussy."

His fingertips trace a path up my thigh until he stops at my core. Pleasure surges through me as his skilled touch on my clit sends waves of ecstasy coursing through my body. He kneels on the floor, grabbing my hips and pulling me roughly closer to him, spreading my legs even further apart.

"I promised you this would happen even before you signed me, and I never go back on my word."

My hands automatically reach out to grab his head as if that would accomplish something. This man knows my body so well, I don't have to guide him or urge him on to pleasure me.

"If you wanna use those hands, why don't you play with your tits for me. Those nipples are begging for attention."

I said he knew my body.

Tijjani

I know how important her career is to her. That's why I asked Mar'Keta to book the room for us and not to let anyone in for the rest of the afternoon. I like to see my gimbiya be daring and go along with my exhibitionist tendencies, but I would never do anything that could actually jeopardise her career.

Been there, done that. Do not wish to do it again. I almost lost her and I want that woman by my side until the end of this life and in the next.

"Tttijjani…" The way she moans my name makes me go down on her with renewed vigour. Not that I was slacking or anything. I have missed this woman so fucking much they would need a whole damn army to remove me from my place here, pleasuring her.

"That's it baby. Keep saying my name."

I alternate between licking and sucking on her clit while gradually sliding two fingers inside her. The way she clenches around me has my gaze snap up to look at her. She's so gorgeous when she surrenders to me like this. She's playing with her tits, pinching her nipples just like I instructed her.

Such a good girl, my gimbiya. But I'm not done with her yet.

I withdraw my fingers suddenly and cannot help but chuckle at the groan of displeasure coming from her

"As much as I would like to eat this pretty pussy all day, there are other parts of me that missed her too."

"I'm not going to forgive you for this. I was so close."

"Don't worry, gimbiya. I've got you."

"Are you going to fuck me, or should I get myself off?"

I bark out a laugh at her fire and am absolutely delighted to hear my girl voice her needs so freely to me.

"I'm just getting started. I'm gonna give it to you just how you need it.."

I take a step back and remove my suit jacket, carefully placing it to the side. Taking my time, I slowly roll both my sleeves up to my elbows. I unfasten my belt and put it beside her, you know, just in case. She glances at it before looking back to me with a mischievous glint in her eyes. I unzip my pants and free my dick from the confines of my boxers, stroking myself slowly with a firm grip. Catherine's gaze follows each of my movements, biting her lips as if she has to restrain herself from devouring me. Not that I would mind.

"Now I need to see that ass up. On your belly, gimbiya."

I take a second to roll on a condom and enter her from behind without warning.

"Oh God! Tijjani!" she screams. I keep going, relishing the whimpers that escape her unbidden. She surprises me by grabbing my belt and biting on it to muffle her screams of pleasure. I reach over and tug on it so she doesn't have a choice but to let it go.

"Those screams are mine, baby. Didn't you say the rooms were soundproof to ensure confidentiality?" I ask, moving my hand in between her legs to play with her clit.

"Not sure they cover that much…Mmmmh. F-fuck, T…"

"Focus on me. We're all that matters right now."

"Hmmm," she moans as she pushes against me, her pussy swallowing my every inch.

She's so wet that with every thrust I have to fight myself to not orgasm prematurely.

"You have no idea how much I crave this. It drives me fucking crazy when you take all of me."

"Ttt…fuckkkk"

"I know, baby, I know. You're taking me so well."

I grab her arms and pull them behind her back. I bring out her underwear and twist it around her wrists so she has no choice but to let out those sinful moans for me.

I pick up the pace, thrusting into her roughly and my girl meets me thrust for thrust until she can't take it anymore and explodes all over my length.

"Fuckkkkkk," she screams and I soon follow.

"You're so fucking beautiful, gimbiya," I say, reaching over, my lips grazing her skin as I leave a trail of kisses down her back. "I love you more than words can describe. Stay there, let me get you cleaned up."

One storm down. More to go.

"Hello Ms Charles, Ms Kyautu is on the line. She said it was an emergency and she would not take no for an answer," Mar'Keta interrupts via the intercom, stopping me in my tracks.

"Fuck," I curse under my breath. Mjayy and her impeccable timing. Of course she'd call in the middle of this. It's like she has a sixth sense or something.

"Ms Charles? Are you there?"

"Umm..y.yes. Please let her through. Thank you," Catherine says, clearing her throat as she sits up.

"Cath? Are you busy? This is a matter of life and death," Mjayy's voice comes through.

"I'm sure whatever it is can wait," I mutter through gritted teeth, my voice laced with frustration, annoyed at my sister for interrupting us.

"Brother? What are you doing there?"

"I haven't seen my girlfriend in three days and you're cutting in on our time together."

"Three days! I haven't seen my best friend in a month! We need a girls night soon Cath! Maybe if my dear brother can stay off you long enough during your time off we can have one."

"What is th—"

"Stop behaving like toddlers, you two," Catherine says, shooting me a cautionary glance. "Is everything okay, Mjayy?"

"No it's not! I have a date with Aiden in twenty minutes and I can't find my lucky scrunchie."

"You interrupted us for a fucking scrunchie? Get another one." I snap.

"I wasn't talking to you."

"I'm hanging up Mjayy. She'll call you back when I'm done with her."

"Don't you dare hang up on me Tijjani Kyautu!"

"Hanging up now. Bye." Once the end tone comes through, I turn towards Catherine. "Now where were we? Oh, right. Back in position baby. I'm not done worshipping that body just yet."