14 Stuck with him

Atlas got out of the car; the door held opened by his chauffeur. He was tired, cranky and frustrated with everything going on lately.

He hadn't found the person responsible for his brother's accident, his brother was still in coma and now there is this woman who wouldn't even let him sleep peacefully.

She had waltzed into his life only a few days ago and now for some inexplicable feelings, he couldn't get her out of his mind.

It made him uneasy because Atlas liked being in control. Whether it was his emotions, decisions or in the bedroom. He liked the raw power and the rush of satisfaction he gets from it.

That's why he hated the strange feeling that was assailing him making him lose control for the first time.

All he could think about nowadays was making his secretary get on her knees while he stretched her mouth with his hard thick cock pistoning in and out of her mouth, brushing her throat and choking her, making her whimper around his cock in her mouth while he pulled on her hair roughly. Blood throbbed in his veins with a scarlet web of desire.

Gosh the things he wants to do to her. The dirty talks he wants to whisper into her ears. He wants to see her beg him for pleasure, to see her weakened from overwhelming orgasm something only he can give her.

He has seen how she looks at him. How she bites her lips to keep her emotions in check. Atlas knew he wasn't the only one suffering from this.

The sexual tension between them were to much for both of them to ignore, it was just a matter of time and when the time was right, he would finally claim her.

His shoes squeaked against the clean, tilted floor. People stop to greet him when they saw him. He just nodded at them since he wasn't in the right state of mind at the moment.

"Good morning, sir." A familiar voice greeted him. Atlas turned to look at the person and saw the vixen he was just thinking about walking beside him.

It seems she was now coming to work. Atlas was so lost in his thoughts that he didn't even realize when she came to walk by side him.

He looked her over in one sweeping glance, his eyes lingering on her bosom before he caught hold of himself and brought his eyes back up her face.

Her hair was pulled up as usual in a bun. Atlas wanted to pull it down her back. He was curious about how she would look like.

"Good morning, Miss Rossi. How are you this morning?"

"I'm fine sir. How are you?"

Miserable because all I can think about is you. Atlas thought but of course he didn't say that.

"I'm fine."

******

Silence fell between them as they entered the private elevator of Atlas. Since she was his secretary, she was the only one permitted to ride with him.

They were halfway up when the lights flickered. The lift shaft suddenly jumped pausing to a stop. Darkness consumed them and Meredith felt herself knotting her fingers. She drew in a long breath as she tried to calm herself down.

Atlas took out his phone to make a call but her brain was fogy to even hear what he said. Nerves fluttered in her belly.

"Calm down Merri." She muttered as cold terror gripped her in its icy embrace.

"Sh*t no reception here." She heard Atlas cursed. If she wasn't panicking right now. Meredith would have swoon over how sexy he sounded swearing.

Meredith grabbed the rail her breath coming out in big rasps. The fear ate away her sanity, reducing her to a gibbering wreck.

"Miss Rossi, are you okay?" Atlas asked concern etched in his tone.

"No. I-I'm afraid of the dark and I don't like small spaces."

Meredith felt two large hands push her back against the elevator wall.

"Mr. Mar-tini….what are you doing?" She gasped.

She felt Atlas traced a finger across her left cheeks. Her heart rate slowed as she had the man, she has been fantasying about closer to her not to mention him touching her.

"Trying to calm you down. Is it working?" He rasped as his fingers slide from his cheeks to her collar bones.

"Y-Yes."

"Are you sure Miss Rossi. I hope you don't think I'm sexually assaulting you." He said sounding amused.

Meredith swallowed as she felt his lips right next to her ears.

"No."

"Good because what I'm about to do might change your mind."

For a moment, he didn't move. He was just breathing in her ears. Raw, wild need passed through them. The tension raised the temperature of the elevator.

Meredith wanted his hands on her, she wanted him to touch her as she went hot for him, hot for the moment.

"Wha-"

Her words were interrupted as she felt him traced her lips with his thumb. A shudder rolled through them as the sexual tension increased.

Meredith's heart rattled in her chest. Her nipples tightened underneath her bra and her pulse throbbed through every inch of her body.

"Sir-"

Meredith gasped as Atlas mouth claimed hers silencing her. He fisted her hair and tugged, forcing her back to arch while his tongue plundered her mouth.

In that moment everything around her disappeared. She felt weak within his arms as he kissed with such possessiveness that even shocked her.

Meredith didn't think her first kiss would be this dangerous. It was hot and fierce branding into her skin and she surrendered to him without resistance.