✞MAVEN✞
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"come in" i muttered not caring if who was on the other side heard me or not.
im tired as fuck.
i had the worst dream last night that had me waking up sweating.
i got out of my bed, not even having to be quiet because veronica nor harley were there.
we were all at our respective homes last night which sucked.
i hated that when i woke up from my nap of having a mind blowing orgasm she was gone, only leaving a text explaining that eva - her bestfriend - had an emergency.
"babe?" my eyes snapped up from my computer and to the sound of my girlfriend.
fuck. the sight of her left me breathless.
her long black hair was pulled back into a high ponytail, minimal make up on her face with her lips a glossy cherry red.
my eyes trailed down her body and slowly back up taking a look at the silver heels that adored her small feet. her entire outfit was white— the dress pants, cropped white top, and medium sized blazer.
my neckless that i bought for her was hanging loosely over the top.
i gulped and looked at her, speechless.
"whats wrong?" she asks with concern and walked further into my office.
"nothing" my skin flushed hot when i suddenly remembered yesterday. this is my first time seeing her after that. "why-" i took a quick glance down her body again. "-are you dressed up?"
"we have a meeting at five, silly" she smiles showing all her perfect teeth. i groaned in despair suddenly remembering that meeting.
"oh yeah.."
"its with very important people so i thought i'd dress to impress" veronica rounded my desk and came over to me, she pulled my chair out. "so did i?"
"definitely" my arms wrapped themselves around her waist when she sat in my lap. having her here with me felt so good i could barely control myself.
"yeah?"
i hum.
veronica hand rubbed over my bare arm as we sat in silence for a moment. "maven?"
"yes?"
"how are you after yesterday?"
i quickly sat up from my relaxed position where my face was smushed into her back. "huh?"
veronica snickered as she repositioned herself in my lap so she could look at me.
i nervously stared back but tried not to show i was nervous.
"you liked it all, right?" veronica asks while looking me in the eye.
i hesitantly nodded a little bit and whispered 'yeah'.
"im sorry i had to go last night" her fingernails scraped softly against the back of my neck making a shiver go down my spine. "you're so cute" that was added with a grin.
"careful, im still your boss" i warned playfully.
"my boss that i had whining and begging to cum last night. yeah definitely" she snickered.
i blushed like crazy and looked away.
"shut up we're not talking about that" im so embarrassed.
out of all the women ive fucked i have always been the one on top; never letting myself fall too deep into pleasure that i begged.
but one night with veronica— one week of not touching and i was acting like a sex-crazed person.
i looked at veronica and she looked back at me challengingly, raising her eyebrow even as if saying dont test me.
i held eye contact defiantly but ultimately glanced away to my papers on the desk and chewed at my bottom lip.
"when can i fuck you babe?" veronica asked so normally the words barely even registered in my brain til they actually did.
i gasped and quickly looked at her.
"what?" my jaw dropped.
why'd she ask like she was asking if i wanted lunch?
"you said i could" she looked confused herself.
"what? when?" my nose crinkled in confusion as i searched her eyes.
veronica laughed one of disbelief then stopped to look at me then started again.
"you really dont remember?"
"no-"
a knock on the door distracted us from the conversation. veronica quickly removed herself from my lap and to a safe distance beside me so it wouldnt look like anything.
i wanted to say something but there was another knock. i finally told them to come in.
jacob from the next office over peaked his big head into the room doing a quick glance around before his eyes settled on veronica's.
"ms.mayfield someone by the name of eva green is requesting you" he then looked at me, "good afternoon boss" i nod in acknowledgement.
my girlfriend cleared her throat, "appoint her to my office please. i'll be there in a moment"
he nodded and shut the door.
"eva green?" i questioned.
"my best friend" she said curtly, "we'll finish that conversation later"
"veronica—"
"later" she hissed and walked away. i huffed in dismay watching as the door shut.
i said she could peg me?! what the fuck!
i dropped my face into my hands and groaned loudly. i need a drink.
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"you said she could what" yeoji laughed at me making my eyes roll.
yeoji was one of my best friends. we've barely spoken though because shes been busy with her starter up company that i helped with funding in.
she texted me over an hour ago requesting to hang out.
it was perfect for me as i had been sitting in my office trying to bury myself into work to not think about the conversation with veronica.
it still turned into it when yeoji asked me about my life, i just had to vent.
"nothing's funny" i grumbled and threw back my shot.
i slammed it down on the bar counter and squeezed my eyes shut for a moment.
"its not that serious. just go for it" i looked yeoji as if she was crazy.
she must have seemed to be.
her double eyelided eyes blinked innocently at me as if she didnt just purpose the most absurd thing.
"what?"
"your spinning out. theres no need to" turning so that she was directly facing me, i did the same not even bothering to look at the bartender when they took my shot glass away. "why dont you really want to do it?"
"i- 'cause- um.. im always on top" after spluttering that was all i could come out with.
yeoji rolled her eyes at me as if i was being ridiculous and made a sound of disagreement.
"you like her maven. i can tell. just go for it, dont hold yourself back over some.. moral? that you have to be top. do you think that because you have a dick?"
"yeoji!" i hissed and glanced around but no one was even remotely focused on us. "no its not because of that"
"then stop whining! you want her go get her!"
"fine" i huffed.
"americans.. so stubborn" she tsks and sips from her soda.
"technically your american too"
yeoji and her mother came here from korea when she was ten, shes the same age as me now.
her father stayed back preferring to care for his company than be with his wife and daughter.
she never speaks of him much but i assume its because its too painful too.
"no" she briskly denied as if offended.
outfit
[veronica]