More Than A Four Letter Word (12 page)

After getting herself some coffee out of the
break room, she went to her own private sanctuary. According to
security, she's the only one who has access to the computer lab.
This makes perfect sense to her considering she works for the
government, not Rosscom. She mentally reviewed her schedule for
today when she hears the door's security beep and feels Julian's
presence in the room.

She looks up to see Julian standing there
with a frown on his face. Not only is she surprised to see him, but
also she could tell that he's a little peeved that she left his
home Sunday without saying good-bye. “Morning Julian, I'm surprised
to see you here. Why do you have access to the lab?

Julian shrugs his shoulders. "Rosscom
provides security services worldwide. As owner of the company, I
should have some benefits. I placed a call to the head of security
to give me access."

Clarissa always thought there is more to
Julian than the executive image he projected. "Worldwide, huh.
Would those services include mercenaries?"

"Mercenary is such an ugly word. I prefer the
term operative or enforcer."

"Uhmm, why don't I feel relieved."

Standing in front of her desk, he tried to
appear less threatening. He couldn't tell if her nervousness
stemmed from what she thinks he's involved in or his threat to her
sexually. "You have nothing to fear from me Clarissa, unless you're
afraid of intense orgasms. I've done some terrible things in my
life, but never to anyone who didn't deserve it. Here’s your extra
set of car keys.” Julian takes the keys out of his pocket and
places them in her hand. He held her hand longer than necessary
just to see if he could make her shiver.

“
T-Thank you Julian.”
Clarissa hates sounding like a breathless idiot whenever she's in
Julian’s presence. She put the extra set of keys in her purse and
set it in her desk drawer.

Julian studied her face as if trying to
memorize every detail. Her mocha skin looked healthy, not the
sickly gray tinge on Friday when she fainted. Her amber eyes
appeared to be clear and alert, but he remembered the doctor saying
that she suffered from exhaustion. “You still don’t look well
enough to be at work, maybe you should take a couple of days to
relax.”

Seeing Julian makes her heart beat faster, he
always looked good, and this morning is no exception. “I feel good,
and I want to thank you again for taking care of me this weekend. I
think that you went well beyond the duties of a boss.” She pushed
her chair away from the desk closer to the wall. He's too close for
her peace of mind. Julian shocked her to the core by coming around
her desk, and putting his hands on her armrests.

Julian leans closer kissing her exposed
throat. “Why did you leave without saying good-bye?"

The last thing Clarissa expected Julian to do
is make his move at the office. "We can't do this here Julian," she
said without much conviction. She let out a moan as Julian trailed
kisses over her chest down to her breasts.

"I don't see why not. We're in a secure room
where no one can bother us. Why did you run from me? I wouldn't
have forced you to stay in my home against your will."

Clarissa is so turned on she couldn't recall
if she were breathing. "I think you would try to have your way
regardless of the situation Julian. I didn't leave your home
because I'm afraid of the sexual tension that sizzles between us.
If and when I decide to have you as my lover, it's my decision
alone to make with no encouragement from you." She pulls away from
his embrace, scooting her chair back towards her desk promptly
dismissing Julian. She tries to focus on the screen in front of
her, but she couldn't concentrate on anything except the man
standing behind her.

Julian refuses to be dismissed like some
errant teenager with his first crush. He pulls Clarissa out of her
chair into his arms pushing her face forward into the wall. He's
acting out of character, but he didn't care. Clarissa makes him
want to do things no matter where they were. Julian let her feel
his erect cock as he rubs it against her voluptuous ass. He hikes
up her skirt, yanks down her pantyhose and thong with one
swipe.

Clarissa braces herself against the wall
loving everything Julian's doing to her. "Julian. Don't stop!"

Julian wraps his arms around her, his large
hands move towards the apex of her legs. His long fingers spread
her labia, and ease into the wet sheath that awaits him. "You're
wet for me. How long have you been in this condition?"

"For months as you damn well know! Why are
you still playing around? I need to feel you inside of me this
instant!"

Julian's fingers eased further inside her
pussy as he kissed the back of her neck. "I want you to come for me
first and then maybe you can handle what I've got for you."

None of her previous lovers has ever taken
the time to stimulate her this much. "I want to come when you're
moving inside me."

"Trust me baby you will." Julian whispers in
her ear right before she pushes back against him crying her
release. His fingers continued strumming between her wet folds. He
licked her cream from his fingers, before picking Clarissa up and
placing her on the desk. "You taste so tangy and sweet, but I don't
have time to taste your honey pot right now. I refuse to leave this
room without sinking my cock inside your hot pussy."

Clarissa She kicked off her shoes, leaned
back on the desk allowing Julian to remove her pantyhose and thong,
dropping them on the floor. Still at a loss for words she took off
her jacket and blouse and lowered her bra exposing her breasts to
Julian's heavy-lidded lust fill gaze. She pinches her nipples as
Julian digs a condom out of his wallet. "I want to feel your lips
on my breasts."

"This may not be the ideal place, but I'm
going to take you right now."

Clarissa wants to feel Julian pulsating deep
inside her. She sucked his bottom lip before giving it a little
nip. "What are you waiting for?"

Julian needed no second urging. He isn't a
gentle lover, but he makes sure all his lovers were satisfied. His
cock surged inside of Clarissa making her lift her ass off the
desk. "Show me how much you want me."

The thickness of Julian's cock stretched her
to the point that their first that taking him is uncomfortable at
first. The slow burning sensation turned into liquid heat. Clarissa
wrapped her legs around Julian's waist and moved with him. He
stroked her clit and sucked her breasts as they moved together in
perfect rhythm. "Fuck me harder and you better not stop!"

Julian couldn't get enough of her. "You're
mine Clarissa! I'm the only man who will touch you like this. Tell
me that you belong to me!"

Clarissa is half-delirious with desire. "I'm
yours Julian, there is no one else." Julian's face is tense with
lust, and his eyes were deep black pools sucking her in, absorbing
every inch of her body. She feels as if he were trying to consume
her soul. She sticks her hand in her mouth to keep from crying out.
If people were in the hallway, they'd have to conclude that she's
taking a good pounding. Not only did her toes curl, but also her
fingers. Her eyes rolled back into her head, and she swears that
she could see stars.

Julian knew that he should move, but being
inside Clarissa is the closest he's ever come to heaven. He kisses
her thoroughly tasting the coffee on her tongue. Smoothing his
hands down her breasts, lightly pinching her nipples before gently
rubbing her clit as he pulls his semi-erect cock out of her warm
sheath. "That is just a sample taste to take the edge off. I need
you again, but now is not the time. The next time we make love,
you're going to scream my name without worrying who might
hear."

Clarissa gives him a smirk, "If that's just a
sample, I don't think I can handle your full frontal assault."

They were in the afterglow of some hot sex,
and neither one of them wanted it to end. "Baby you can handle
everything I have to give."

Clarissa sits up and trying to bring about
some sort of order. She watches with glazed eyes as Julian kisses
her breasts, gently placing them back into her bra, and buttons up
her blouse. He picks up her thong and pantyhose, handing the
pantyhose to her and pocketing her thong. "I need that!"

Julian kissed her lips and stuck her thong in
his pocket. "The pantyhose have to do because I claim this as my
prize." He walks towards the door and suddenly turns around. "You
know there's no going back, right."

Clarissa didn't answer right away. She could
sense the heat of his dark eyes on her body. She feels like she'd
just awakened from a drunken stupor. Clarissa looked into his eyes,
"I know Julian."

Julian smiles; finally, he has her where he
wants her. Sexual persuasion is a powerful motivator. He wonders
how long it going to take him to get Clarissa to move in with him.
If he could get away with it, he'd march her right down to the
justice of peace and make their relationship official. "See you
later baby."

Just like that, he left the computer lab. "Oh
God what have I done? I'm in over my head."

***

It awhile for Clarissa to recover from her
romp with Julian. She's deeply involved in a project for the EPA,
when she hears knocking on her door. As much as Clarissa hates
being disrupted while she works, she tries not to show her
irritation as she opens the door. Standing on the threshold is
Randle Tate. "Randy, what brings you to my door?"

"Can I come in?"

Clarissa would never invite anyone into a
secured area, employee or not. "It's time for a break why don't we
go to the break room." Even though she has pantyhose on Clarissa
still feels naked under her skirt. "How do you like working for
Rosscom so far?" Clarissa gets another coffee and sits down at a
table in the back of the break room.

Randle couldn't help but watch the sway of
her hips until she sits down. He joins her at the table sitting
across from her. "From what I can tell my managers have everything
under control. I should be asking you how you're feeling. I hear
that were ill at the party Friday night. I would have called to
check on you, but I don't have your number."

Clarissa wonders if everyone at Rosscom knows
about her fainting incident. "Just the old flu bug. I spent the
weekend resting at home."

"Julian seemed kind of possessive of you
Friday night are you two dating or something?"

She didn't feel comfortable speaking to
Randle about her relationship with Julian. If she could call what
she and Julian has a relationship, "we haven't quite worked it out
yet. How do you like Chicago?"

So, Julian hasn't claimed Clarissa yet, maybe
there's a chance for him to play devil's advocate. Randle always
liked Clarissa she's a good person. Looking at her now, he wondered
how he missed her vibrant sexiness. "I found a condo a couple of
miles from downtown. I just moved in a couple of months ago, and
I've settled in nicely. I guess I didn't think about how lonely
Chicago can be."

"I can remember feeling that same way when I
moved here, I didn't know a soul. It took me a while to navigate
and find the best places to eat. My friend's cousin lives here and
I've taken on the town with him quite a bit. Trust me Randy you'll
come to love Chicago."

"Hey I found this great place that serves
Caribbean food, why don't you let me take you out to dinner
tonight."

Clarissa didn't stop to wonder if Julian
would approve of this dinner date. He didn't have any claim on her.
He certainly didn't arrange plans with her for this evening. "Oh
that would be wonderful."

"Do you want to leave directly after work or
do you want me to pick you up?"

Clarissa certainly wanted to go home and
freshen up. "How about I meet you there? What's the name of the
restaurant?"

"Garifuna Flava over
on West 63rd Street."

Clarissa is
familiar with the area, but she has never been to Garifuna. "What
time?"

"How about seven
o'clock?"

"I'll meet you there
at seven." Clarissa looked at her watch. "Break time is over; I
really need to get back to work."

Randle walked
Clarissa back to her office. "Just what is it that you do here at
Rosscom that requires you work in a secured computer
lab."

Friend or not,
Clarissa's guard dog extinct came to the forefront. "Oh I'm just a
glorified security analyst.

"I thought you
said you were working on a pilot program for some government
agency."

"Sorry Randy, I
really can't talk about what I do."

"Can I come in and
take a look around."

"I'm sorry
Randy only employees with access can enter the lab." She might have
been mistaken, but he glowered at her before putting the smile back
on his face. She wondered at his sudden shift in
attitude.

"Okay I'll see you
tonight."

Clarissa
entered the lab. She thought about Randle's behavior he tried twice
to get into the lab. Maybe she was reading too much into his
actions. She remembered when she first entered the gamer world, how
protective and paranoid she had become regarding the schematics of
new games. Those in the gamer world wouldn't hesitate to send a spy
to steal from their competitors. Old habits die hard. If he gave
her one reason to believe he was up to something, she would report
him to the head of security.

***

S
o caught up
in with working on her new project, Clarissa keeps forgetting about
the time. If she's not careful, she'll work later than planned, and
miss her dinner date with Randle. Later in the day her office phone
rang. "Hello, Clarissa Marks speaking."

"I've been
thinking about you all day. I forced myself to stay away from you
or neither of us would get any work done. What are your plans for
tonight?"