After Hours

Chapter 12: The Calm Before The Storm

"Good morning Mr.Hartford," Destiny was in a damn good mood this morning especially after the events of last night. Even though she was slightly limping, she couldn't help but smile as she sauntered into Alex's office, wearing one of her favorite leopard print dresses, pairing it with a pair of bo beep mules and her Topshop black blazer, which had been a present from Justin for her last birthday.

Pushing her glasses further up on her nose, she worked diligently as Alex continued his phone meeting, pulling her down on his lap smacking her butt ever so gently. She bit her lip as he made corrections to the documents. As soon as he was finished, she gasped at he pulled her back onto his lap, laughing at her lack of grace as she struggled not to tumble foward.

"Good morning Ms. Sassy," His hand came into contact with her bare thigh then further even, making her squirm. If the other employees knew what they were up to, they would have more than enough ammo to sell to the tabloids. His hand inched futher up until it was resting on the waistband of her frilly underwear.

"Stop it," She kissed him briefly on the lips, making a futile attempt to get off his lap for a third time. This time she was successful, moving to the other side of the room where she knew she would be safe. "As nice as this is I have work to do otherwise my boss will think I'm slacking off and he'll find some evil way to punish me," She bit. She stumbled but no quicker than she began to fall, strong arms grabbed around her, holding her up.

"Still sore?" He asked nuzzling her neck. This had been how they had gotten into trouble last night. The pain between her legs had dulled to the point where they weren't shaking with every step. He had insisted that she call in sick but she had stubbornly refused to spend another hookie day away from the office. She nodded and he scowled giving her that mother hen look for the hundredth time.

After she had gotten Jeremy off to bed, they had gotten a bit creative and taken their romps out of the bedroom. The sports car had been pretty cozy once they had rolled the windows up and she had put in her Tessanne Chin Cd into the player. They hadn't emerged until they fogged up the windows and she had lost the ability to walk. He had to be the one to carry her back to bed, but once there it started all over again.

It was all his fault...

"You are no pequeno papi, esta mucho grande'" She demonstrated with her hands and shifted her weight from one foot to the other. "Next time we attempt to have sex in a car, could we please try a Hummer, Escalade or a Prius. I don't think your sports car is the right fit," She sighed as his lips left her neck, kissing her cheek. It was amazing how he had changed in the short space of a few weeks, somehow it felt as though the old Alex had died and a new one had taken his place.

She didn't mind at all...

"You didn't seem to have a problem with it when you were screaming my name last night," He smiled evilly down at her nibbling her lip. His hand slipped lower cupping her derrière, squeezing it trying not to be too obvious as to where his brain was headed.

"You didn't seem to mind me when I was being loud," She heard a knock on the door and a young intern entered the room, interrupting their moment. "Mr Hartford, Maso sends his regards for not being able to bring this by himself but he put something extra for you," The young girl held a picnic basket in her hands shaking like a leaf.

"Thank you Madeline," For the first time, Alex smiled at one of his employees and the poor girl looked as though she had won the lottery. To get a smile out of Dracula was something to celebrate indeed. She had tried for months until realizing there was no pleasing him and she should just focus on doing her job instead.

"It was no problem sir,"

"Mind if I steal you away for lunch Ms Parker?" He asked holding up the basket with an amused look on his face. "You need your energy for later," As he walked behind her, she felt his hand come into contact with her backside on more than one occasion. She understood why they couldn't hold hands in the workplace even though their relationship was officially leaked to the media. She blame the petty women who worked in the building. Oh how she loathed the two dollar crack hoe weave wearing women who opened their legs quicker than Walmart entrances on a Black Friday Sale.