Misguided Heart

Forty

Sloan

When I showed up at her house in the middle of the night, I hadn't thought it out too well. I just needed to see her, even if it was for a brief second. When she came to the door with a baseball bat, I knew I probably should have just gone to the front door. I hadn't meant to scare her, but she looked more than prepared to take on anyone, even me.

She stood in front of me in nothing but a nude colored, lace tank top thingy and matching panty. My dick twitched in my soaking wet pants, but I made no move towards her. I stood there in the torrential down pour, just waiting for her to say something, anything. When she didn't, I turned and took off down the stairs. I didn't know what I was doing, but stalking her didn't seem like the best of ideas.

I jumped in my car without looking back. There was so much I wanted to tell her, but I couldn't bring myself to do it. After seeing her standing in her bedroom, scared and cold, I forced myself to leave her alone. The next morning, I woke up in my car outside of my house. I was still in my wet clothes and part of my mind could barely even remember what happened the night before. As much as I knew I needed to stay away, I decided one last stalker mission wouldn't kill me.

I ran inside and changed into my suit for work and hopped on my bike. I was done hiding it in the garage; I was determined to jump over this hurdle, without falling. I revved up the engine and headed in the direction of Aston's house. When I pulled up the street, I half expected her to be heading to the gym, like she usually did and I wasn't wrong. Except, today she was pulling out of her garage on a pink and white motorcycle. A smile touched my lips from underneath my helmet, as I watched her cautiously pull onto the street.

It was easy to keep up with her on the side streets. I remembered she had told me she hadn't ridden in about a month, so I assumed she was going a little slow to get the feel for it again. The minute she hit the on ramp for the freeway though, she sped off like a bolt of lightening. I wasn't prepared for her to gun it, so I had to really push it to catch up with her.

I made sure to keep my distance and for the first time while riding, Alex's face and voice never once entered my mind. I didn't know what had caused it, but for once in my life I was thankful she wasn't there.

I almost missed Aston, when she got off on the next off ramp. I had assumed she would just keep going, but I followed a few car lengths behind her as she turned to get back onto the freeway. I knew the minute she saw me, she was going to take off. She pulled up the front of her bike in a wheelie and sped away like she was being chased.

That was f*cking hot!

I went straight to the office after losing her on the freeway. When I pulled into the underground parking garage, her bike was nowhere to be found. I pulled the helmet from my head and strapped it to the seat of my bike. I knew I was going to hear an earful when my father found out that I was riding again, but I didn't care. Soon enough I would be gone, in a totally different state and there was nothing he could say about anything else, anymore.

The office was empty when I exited the elevators. I must have been one of the first people to come in this morning, because even my father hadn't been in his office yet. I strode past Ariel's desk and into my own. I threw my jacket onto the chair across from mine and plopped my body into my chair. I spun around a few times before a slim figure in my doorway caught my attention. I was speechless as she quietly clicked the door into the frame and made her way over to me.

I sat back with my hands folded in my lap. I was curious as to whether I was going to get a verbal lashing or something else entirely. I was pleasantly surprised when she hiked up her red pencil skirt and slid her beautiful ass onto my desk.

Her legs separated and I caught the smallest glimpse of black lacy panties. Her deft fingers slid down the side of her thighs, as she hitched up her skirt a tiny bit more. She then reached out for my tie and pulled me in between her legs, hard. I bit down on my bottom lip to keep from smiling. I liked the dominant side of her, and I so rarely got to witness it. I kept my hands on my lap like a good boy, until she gave me further instructions that is.

Her shoes dropped to the floor, one at a time, and then she strategically placed one on each side of the armrests of my chair. I looked up at her glowing eyes, just as I caught sight of her slipping a finger inside her panties. She threw her head back and let out a soft moan. My hands itched to touch her, to be inside her. I wanted to be the one causing her that amount of pleasure, but I sat back and watched until she gave me the go ahead.

Her tongue slipped out and licked her bottom lip as her finger pushed up inside of her. Another moan slipped out between her plush lips and I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed around her thighs, pulling her ass to the edge of the desk. Just as I was going to remove her hand and replace it with my own, she slapped my hand away and shook her head.

"If you want to be a voyeur in my life, then this is what you get."

Her finger slid in and out of her faster and faster. Just when I thought she was almost done, her other hand went straight to her * and started rubbing fast circle around it. I tried to reach for her one more time, but she shook her head once more.

"If you want to keep yourself at a distance, then I will keep you there as well."

My dick was rock hard and aching to be deep inside of her wet p-ssy. I could hear her wetness as her finger slipped in and out. I dipped my head, wanting a taste but pulled back, not knowing if she would deck me or not.

Her legs tightened a little bit and I knew she was close. I wanted so badly to have her insides tightening around my dick, pulling me deeper inside with every wave of her orgasm. I slammed my hands down on either side of her on my desk and got real close to her face.

"You better come in the next two seconds or I am ripping your skirt from your body and bending you over this desk. Don't toy with me Aston." I growled as my lips barely touched hers, sending her over the edge.

When she was done. She pulled her fingers from her panties and all but shoved them into my mouth. I licked and sucked every last drop of her off her fingers, and then kissed her just below her earlobe.

"Did you enjoy yourself?" She nodded her head and I leaned in even closer to her ear. "Next time, you will let me inside of you. Do you understand me?"

"If there is a next time." She whispered and jumped down off of my desk. She gathered her shoes and pulled her skirt down back in place. "I'll see you tonight, Mr. Holden."

"I look forward to it, Ms. Boyd."

Damn that girl was good!