The Job by Doris O'Connor

that look, making her all too aware of the way her
nipples firmed and pushed against the lace cups of her bra, like come-notice-me
beacons. She should have been embarrassed really, especially when Nat’s gaze
dropped down to her chest snaring on her boobs. She could have sworn her
breasts grew heavier. Alex barely suppressed a whimper, when he raised his hand
and skimmed his knuckles over one needy bud. It made the neglected nipple on
the other side ache even more, causing her to almost spill her coffee as her
hand shook in need.
    Abandoning
her breasts, he took the mug out of her hand. With a sinful grin, he handed her
a plate full of sandwiches.
    “Now
eat. Then we’ll talk.”
    Alex
pulled a face. She pointedly looked at his groin where his cock was testing the
strength of his tailored trousers and promptly jumped when Nat swatted her leg.
    “Ouch,”
she said, glaring at him.
    “I
said eat. I don’t want you passing out on me again. We need to talk, not fuck.”
    Alex
dutifully bit into the cheese and pickle sandwich. She couldn’t quite suppress
her moan of delight as the flavors exploded on her tongue.
    “Glad
to see that’s still your favorite. The choices were limited this late at night.
I figured you’d want something simple, filling, and familiar. Tell me, when was
the last time you ate something?”
    He
smiled, when Alex grunted in response and chewed her mouthful, before she
answered.
    “Breakfast,
I think.”
    Nat
shook his head and scowled at her.
    “No
wonder you keep fainting. You need to take better care of yourself. What were
you thinking?”
    The
censure stung, but with her tummy rumbling her approval at the food, she
ignored that question in favor of eating. Nathanial joined her with his own
plate of food. By the time they were done, she was pleasantly full.
    “Better?”
He took the plate off her, handed her a glass of water and smiled.
    Alex
nodded. “Yes, Sir, thank you.”
    His
eyes flashed in some deep emotion that made her heartrate kick up into
dangerous territory. She hastily gulped the water down for a distraction.
    “Glad
you’re remembering protocol, because I owe you a punishment, I seem to recall.”
His grin deepened when she choked on the last mouthful of water. Taking the
glass of her, he patted her on the back until the coughing stopped. Alex looked
at him through watery eyes and shook her head.
    “Oh
yes.” Wrapping his hand in her hair, he tilted her head sideways, and pulled
her toward him. He licked up her neck, right over the sensitive spot where her
heartbeat was going crazy. Alex moaned when he took the fleshy part of her
earlobe between his teeth, and bit down slightly.
    “We
should talk limits and such like, but as I don’t intend to go too hard on you
for our first time, I think we can skip that, unless there is something I need
to know now?”
    Alex
closed her eyes and squeezed her thighs together to relieve the throbbing pulse
between her legs. She suspected she could come from that deep cadence of his
voice alone. Like molten chocolate it dripped into her conscience with its
sensual promise of wicked delights, making it impossible to think straight.
    “I
thought we were going to talk?” How she managed to get those words out she
would never know. She sighed when Nat changed direction, nibbling his way along
her jaw, until he found her mouth and claimed her in a kiss. She opened to the
gentle strokes of his tongue. He grunted his approval when she kissed him back.
Just like the last time they kissed it quickly turned passionate as Nat fucked
her mouth in such a way that left her in no doubt how much he wanted her. His
erection was a hard ridge against her thigh. Alex frantically pulled at the
buttons of his shirt to get to his skin.
    Buttons
pinged off, and she sighed in triumph as her fingers connected with his hair
roughened abs. She traced her fingertips over the dips and valleys, following
the trail of hair down to the waist band of his