Need Me: Part 1

This wouldn't be the first time I snuck into the office after hours to get some work done. But I had to get the mountain full of paperwork on my desk over with by morning and since I over-extended my vacation for the sole purpose of taking some mental days off to regain my sanity, I only had me to blame for it.

It wasn't easy running a company twenty-four-seven while making sure all of your employees didn't completely screw things up by over analyzing data, profit margins, and whatever else I hired them to overlook. A lot of long hours and stressful days caused many of us to leave here with so much bottled up tension, if I weren't careful, I'd let loose at the wrong time.

My heels clicked down the marbles floors that lead to my private office on the twenty-third floor, the last floor of the building, and I opened the glass doors with my thumbprint against the scanner. It granted me access and soon enough, I was able to enter my quiet office, placing my briefcase onto my desk, right next to the piles of paperwork I needed to look over and sign off on.

I sighed deeply, regretting taking that damn vacation to begin with. What was the point in being the boss if everyone came to you for everything?

Settling into my leather chair, I took off my heels and turned on my computer, typing in my password so it would give me access to the company's website.

As soon as I clicked onto the forums, all the lights went out. The only thing keeping me from bumping into anything would be the light that came from the city lights below the building. And of course the full moon hanging up there in the night sky.

I reached for my phone, and dialed the number for the IT department but no one was answering. And why would they? It was past midnight.

Damn it.

"Boss? What are you doing here so late?" the question came from one of the newest additions to my graphic design company, Lucas Jimenez. I only recognized his voice because the women at this company wouldn't stop talking about him and he'd gotten a reputation that would make any school girl blush.

I didn't care much for rumors. I cared about concrete proof. If you were good at something, you were going to have to show me first hand.

Not that I wanted to know about his personal life. This was strictly a professional environment.

"I could ask you the same thing." I responded, trying to find my heels so I could pack up my things and head back home.

"IT department is a bit short-staffed at the moment. They asked me to come in and reboot the computers. I may have accidentally shut down the power on the entire floor. I'm sorry." he explained, and I gave him a short smile. Although I was slightly irritated I got out of my pajamas for nothing, it wasn't his fault. He was brand new in the world of corporate America. Fresh out of grad school with a masters in computer science. I know because I wouldn't have hired him unless he could prove his worth.

And he did by erasing all traces of a nasty virus that plagued our systems a month ago and built his own firewall which wouldn't allow any type of viruses to slip through again. Which the IT department apparently couldn't do themselves.

"It's alright. Might as well head back home then. I'll see you in the morning." I replied, retrieving my briefcase after sliding into my heels again.

"It should be up and running in about thirty minutes. If you want to wait that long, that is." Lucas mentioned. I waved it off. My bed was calling my name anyway.

"I'll just catch up this weekend. No worries." I said as I headed towards my doorway, where he was standing. As I passed him, I couldn't help but notice he was wearing his work clothes and he smelled like cologne and just a hint mahogany.

"Were you out on a date?" I asked, blurting out a very personal and unprofessional question. "I'm sorry. It's none of my business." I recanted and heard him chuckling.

"I was actually. Had to cut it a bit short." he answered, his grey-green eyes glistening in the moonlight.

"The IT department shouldn't have called you so late." I said apologetically.

"That wasn't the reason." he corrected and I studied him for a moment. His slicked back hair wasn't in its normal form. It was in complete disarray and I felt my cheeks redden when I realized he'd probably been in the middle of something...intimate.

"Then what was?"

"She wasn't my type. I like women who know how to get what they want and they dont ask permission to get it." he clarified and something inside me stirred, making me swallow hard as the thoughts of him rolling around in bed, his back muscles flexing as he rocked his hips, back and forth, plagued my mind.

It had been a while since I had any type of sexual encounter and now he was forcing me to ask myself why.

"There aren't many of us left." I countered, watching his reaction. His smirk told me he enjoyed the flirting as much as I did.

"I've noticed. So tell me, boss. What is it that you want and aren't afraid to ask for?"

Lucas baited and I set my briefcase down before I met him at the doorway again, leaning against the door, directly across from him.

I could see why he was the office sensation. He was devilishly handsome, with the slightest hint of sophistication in him. He always said just enough to keep you guessing, and that was just with the way he looked at you.

"That's a very loaded question." I stated, removing my heels once again, kicking them inside my office. A normal guy would've stared at my bare legs that were kept hidden by a skirt but Lucas didn't. His gaze was settled on my face, jumping around from corner to corner, observing and absorbing my expressions.

He was a scientist, and I was his latest experiment.

"Okay. Lets try it another way. I'm going to give you a scenario, and you can tell me which action you would choose to follow with. Just to pass the time of course. Sound good?" he asked and I nodded, grinning because I never failed a test in my life. I wasn't about to fail this one.

"An empty park, late at night. You're sitting on a bench, wearing nothing but a black trench coat and those very sexy heels. He's late. He's always late. But you see him walking towards you, you notice him licking his lips as he approaches you, and when he reaches for your hand and pulls you on top of his lap as he sits down, he could feel through the fabric of your coat that you're not wearing a thing underneath. This is where you..." he started to describe and watching him tell a story with those full lips of his was distracting enough. I now wanted them all over my body.

"Straddle his hips, not bothering to look around before I take his hand and slip it underneath my coat, letting his fingers slip through the wet walls just seeing him created. This is where he'd bite his lower lip, trying to control himself, but it wouldn't be long until his desperation gave out. So I'd start to move against his hand, just like I would slide up and down his shaft, from his tip to the base, squeezing and releasing along the way, making it harder for him to keep his composure." I answered, crossing one leg in front of the other. I liked this game a little too much.

And so did Lucas. His lip was held hostage by his teeth temporarily as he stared at me, trying to keep his cool.

"Would you want him to take you home first?" he inquired and I noticed he shoved his hands in his pockets, not bothering to hide how much my words were affecting him.

"No. I'm not done with him just yet." I answered and grinned when I saw how much he wanted to reach for me right now. But to my surprise, he kept his hands in his pockets. I was only baffled because this wasn't the Lucas Jimenez every woman in the office was talking about. This Lucas didn't look like he wanted to spank me, or bend me over his desk, shoving his shaft right into me. The one who liked to tug at your hair while he was kissing you from behind....

"Of course at that moment, he'd be hard, ready to take me right then and there, damned if anyone was watching because they were about to witness how I made a man cry out my name." I continued confidently, and watched Lucas' tongue dart out to lick his lips. He looked rather thirsty. It made me think of what his tongue would feel like licking every single drop out of me.

"You think he'd be able to last that long?" Lucas asked in a husky tone and I laughed, looking away as I crossed my arms, causing my breasts to plump up, in his line of vision against my v-line blouse. They loved to watch, to imagine themselves in compromising positions with all sorts of available women. Those they deemed unavailable were that much more desirable. The harder you were to catch, the harder their dicks got.

"I wouldn't let him come until I wanted him to." I answered honestly, and I smirked when I saw his breathing had gone heavy.

"I'm not ashamed my body is reacting to you, if that's what you find so amusing. Its been reacting to you since the moment I saw you" Lucas confessed and I held his contemplative gaze with my own.

"Are you about to tell me you've never found your previous female bosses attractive before?"

"You're my first one." he added with a smug grin, his dimples adding to his handsome features. My pulse quickened at the sight. How had I not noticed those before?

"Did she get to taste you? Your date, I mean." I asked bluntly, desperate to regain control. Dimples played a definitive part of my sexual weakness. Lucas seemed interested in my question, enough to raise an eyebrow and take one step closer to me.

"I'm interested to know how long its been since someone's lips have gone anywhere near that perfect spot in between your legs. If they'd flick and suck, kiss and fuck you only using their tongue to bring you into orgasm." he countered, his mouth hovering over my ear, his warm breath sending small shivers down my spine.

"How good do I taste in your mind? You look like you've thought about it, Lucas." I mentioned and smiled as I watched him slowly lose his control while he rested his forehead on mine. His lust-filled gaze pierced my own while his hands rested on either side of my head on the door behind me.

"Nothing I can come up with would come close to the real thing." he argued, his voice growing deeper as the animal he's been trying to control slowly came out of hiding. He thought he was cornering me, closing me into his cage of desire but he was wrong. All I had to do was give him permission and he'd lose the only card he had left, his common sense. But I wanted to see how far he was willing to go. And that required alot more time and alot more seducing.

"Have you been with two women before?" I asked him, starting a new game.

"I don't like to share." Lucas teased, and I watched his tongue lick his lips again, his coy smile sending waves of desire through me.

"That's not a straight answer."

"I've never been with two women before."

I believed him. He seemed too aroused by the idea and I was about to use it to my advantage.

"Let me give you a scenario then." I started, licking my own lips as I began to picture the scene in my mind. "You're relaxing in your balcony, middle of the night, the air still thick with humidity. It's too hot to wear anything, but you try to be modest enough so your neighbors wont see much as you sit on your lounge chair, partially exposed to the world around you with your shorts hanging real low. You feel a pair of eyes on you and you take a look across the courtyard, where the other set of buildings connect to yours and you see two women slip into their balcony. You can hear their laughter from where you are, and one of them just happens to be looking at you while the other woman, lets call her the redhead, is kissing down her neck..." I paused on my description, biting my lower lip when I felt my nipples grow hard underneath my blouse. Lucas watched my expression carefully, as he pulled away, waiting for me to continue.

"Is that other woman you?" he asked and I grinned, knowing I had him right where I wanted him and I was barely just getting started.

"Do you need it to be?"

"Yes." he croaked out, swallowing hard. I chuckled then cleared my throat as we stared at each other.

"I'm staring at you while the redhead tugs down on my ruby red silk robe, letting it fall onto the balcony floor and begins to kiss down my chest. Your eyes are glued to the redheads hands, and you feel yourself grow harder when she starts to rub my full breasts, her thumbs brushing over my hardened nubs. You think you'll go mad if you don't relieve yourself soon but you can't stop watching. Your breathing grows heavier when the redhead's hands pull my legs apart, and her groan echoes around in the courtyard when her mouth closes in on my wet mound...." I stopped when the lights suddenly came back on.

But that didn't stop the simmering attraction we just finished igniting.

"Marlena..." Lucas said my name before he cleared his throat, his hand cupping my neck as he looked down at me. I had him. I had him and he was desperate to finish the game. But I wasn't. I wanted him to beg for it.

"You have work to do, Mr. Jimenez." I reminded him, pulling away to retrieve my briefcase, leaving him to drown in a puddle of pent up sexual frustration when I re-entered my office, closing the door behind me.