Secret's behind closed doors(18+)

Colleagues in the dark

Today is one of those days where I have to work overtime. Well at least I'm getting paid for it, but I'm stuck with this i***t who keeps making lame jokes.

"Could you shut up for like ten minutes?! I'm trying to concentrate, but you're making my job harder than it is!" He glares at me and simply ignores my request. "I'm sorry that I'm not as stuck up as you are. Isn't your boyfriend giving it to you right?" I swear to God this guy is impossible. I'm this close to exploding. "Just shut up and let me do my job so I can go home." He shrugs and continues with his job. We both work in silence until we've done all our work.

"Have a nice night, I'm heading out." I decide to ignore him and pack up my stuff. The lights suddenly flicker and the electricity turns off with a loud bang. "Shït what happened? Are you okay?" Jonathan shuffles closer and tries to find his way over to me in the darkness. "Just shut up. Let's call someone and go home." We both couldn't see much, but if we could just call someone they could fix this mess and I could go home. His phone-screen lights up his face as he types away. "Uhm there's no service here." I yank his phone out of his hand and check the screen. "What!" I grab mine out of my bag and come to know that mine too is useless. "Well too bad for them, I'm just going home. Bye." Before he can utter another word, I'm gone. This is so weird, why would this happen all of a sudden?

I try to open the door, but it still doesn't budge. Both Jonathan and I have been trying to get out of this hell for some time now. Our phones died and we're totally enveloped by darkness. "Is it just me or is it getting colder?" He sighs and stops trying to open the door. "Yes it's getting colder. What did you expect? That it'd be toasty inside?" His heavy breathing was the only thing that I could hear in the dark room. "Look I've never been mean to you, but you're just acting like a damn b***h. I would've punched you in the face if it weren't for the fact that you're a woman." I glare at the place where I assume he is. "You know what, let's not argue. We should try to find things to survive, because no one's going to be coming here for a few days. "Let's try to find blankets, lights and food." I nod and realize he can't see me. "Whatever, you lead the way." It hurts my pride to agree with him, but right now I don't have much of a choice. "Give me your hand." "Why the fùck would I give you my hand?" I could just feel the agitation radiating off of him. "Just give me your damn hand, I swear women are so difficult." His hand grazed my sides and then he got a hold of my hands. Before I could protest he interlocked our fingers and pulled me with him. "This is so we won't lose each other. So put your pride aside for a few moments." I huff and reluctantly let him lead the way. "If I remember correctly, there should be a nursery on the second story. It has blankets and a bed. It probably also has emergency torchlights. We could put them on to get some light." The information he gave me was quite impressive if I'm being honest, but I wouldn't let him know that. "We could take food from the fridge on this story and then go to the nursery. We should probably just stay there till dawn and then continue searching." He made a sound of approval and we slowly made our way to the place we believed the kitchen was.

We found the kitchen with a lot of luck and bumping into stuff. "We are so lucky that the fridge works on a generator, or else the food would spoil before we finally got out of this place." I let out a breath of relief at this information. "We're going to use the light of the fridge to grab the other stuff in this room that we need." He let go of my hand and grabbed a basket. The room was still very dark, but the light of the fridge was just enough to find everything that we needed. "I'll take the food and you'll take a look around to see if there's anything useful." Jonathan nodded and began his search for useful goods.

It took some time, but we collected everything we needed. "Hold my hand." I instantly placed my hand in his and closed the fridge. We were yet again surrounded by darkness. "Stay close to me, make sure you don't trip." "Shut up and just walk." He chuckled and the shuffle game started again. This time it was less painful and we found our destiny a lot quicker. "Let's hope that it's not locked. I didn't think about that possibility." "If it's locked I'm going to kill you Jonathan." He huffed and I heard the soft sound of his hands fumbling around to find the doorknob. As soon as he found it he pushed the door open. "I guess today is your lucky day Jonathan." Instead of answering, he pulled me inside and closed the door. "Be careful, search for some torchlights or other sources of light. That's the most important right now." He released his grip on my hand and shuffled across the room. I did the same and fumbled around. A soft light suddenly spread through the room. "I found a torchlight. It'll be easier to look for more now." It made me happy to see that he found the torchlight. "Maybe it's better if you continue searching for more light sources and I'll search for blankets." He nodded and turned around to do as I said. I also turned around and finally got a good view of the room we were in. It was a bit messy with a bed next to the window. It was slightly bigger than a single person bed but still way too small for two people. I searched through the cabins until I found what I'd been looking for. "Look, I found a few blankets." My fingers were starting to get extremely cold and I noticed my legs were trembling. Jonathan noticed it too, cause he immediately walked my way. "Hey are you okay?" His warm fingers wiped away the hair from my face. "I'm okay, I just didn't notice how cold it suddenly got." A smile wrapped around his lips and they suddenly seemed so kissable. "Maybe it's better if we eat now. I only found two other torchlights, but we need to save them for the next days." I nodded and dropped myself on the bed. "Here wrap this around you." He pulled his sweater off and handed it to me. "It's still warm so it's a bit better than those thin blankets." I shook my head and gave him his sweater back. "No you're gonna freeze." He just rolled his eyes and stubbornly crossed his arms. "Since when do you care?" I rolled my eyes and threw on his sweater. It smelled masculine and sweet at the same time. The warmth it provided made me relax. After I warmed up a bit I took the time to check out his body. He was only wearing a thin shirt and I could clearly see his muscles through the shirt. He always seemed a bit frail with the thick clothes he always wore, but damn this man got a good body. "Are you okay? Your mouth is open." I swallowed and shyly averted my gaze. "Uhh I was just thinking about things. Let's just eat and sleep." He smirked and took out different items from the basket.

"If you don't want to freeze, get in the damn bed and stop being a prude." I shook my head and turned my back to the bed where Jonathan was currently laying down on. "I am not going to sleep next to you." Actually I would love to sleep in the same bed with him, but he's not my boyfriend. If he was it wouldn't have been a problem. But what would people think if we slept in the same bed without having a relationship? They would shun me and call me a w***e. "Please, I promise I won't do anything." I hesitantly shook my head again. "Okay you take the bed I'll just sleep on the ground." He got up and stood in front of me. I pushed him back and kicked his leg. He hissed and glared at me. "What did I do to deserve that!" "Just shut up and lay down." He was clearly bewildered but didn't say another word. I turned off the torchlight and slowly let myself fall on the small bed. His arms immediately wrapped around my waist and he pulled me close. "What do you think you're doing?!" I panicked and trashed around. "Shut up the blankets are very thin and we need to keep ourselves warm. This is the best way to do that." My body slowly relaxed and exhaustion washed over me. "Hey Jonathan." "What." He sleepily mumbled. "Do you have a girlfriend." Please don't hear my erratic heartbeat, I prayed to myself. "No." His answer was short and final. It left no room for question. There was a short silence before he took a deep breath. "Do you have a boyfriend." A weak whisper left my mouth. "No." The two of us remained quiet for a while. I started thinking he fell asleep, but a soft but deep voice proved me wrong. "Good."

What the hell did he mean with good? Was it just casual or was there a double meaning under? The word was simple but his tone was a bit more loaded with s****l tension. Okay I need to calm down. It couldn't have meant anything. Why would Jonathan of all people mean something else than what he let on. I hate him so why does my heart tighten when I think about it? Thinking about all that, I fall in a deep sleep.

I wake up to bed squeaking and something poking against my butt. Something tells me to stay quiet and listen to what's happening. "Fuck." His warm breath sends shivers up my spine. "Why couldn't you be this peaceful when you're awake." He moaned and once again thrusted his hips against me. His hands roamed over my body and it took all of my power to stay quiet. The air filled with tension and my heartbeat quickened. He grabbed me by my waist and gently pulled me closer. "Why do you need to reject me every chance you have? It makes me so mad, but I keep wanting you even more." I couldn't think straight and pushed myself against him. He froze and stopped breathing. "A-are you awake." I sigh and nod. "I've been awake for a while now." He quickly removed his hands from my body. "I'm sorry I shouldn't have done that." I don't talk and just place his hand on my thigh. "Finish what you started." He relaxes and slowly strokes my body. "You don't want to know how long I've wanted to do this to you." His words piqued my interest. "What do you mean." He chuckled and turned me on my back. "I like you, you've been on my mind for such a long time. But I think I should do something about your attitude." I couldn't see his face but I knew it had a mischievous glint on it. "What are you going to do about it?" I smiled and pulled up my eyebrow. It's stupid because I know he can't see me, but it just automatically happens. "I'll show you what I can do cupcake." After those words left his mouth, two soft lips captured mine. Our tongues played a dangerous game of dominance, but neither of us were winning. He broke the kiss and planted soft kisses on my neck. "That damn sweater of mine is in the way. Take everything off." I huffed and quickly took off my clothes. He did the same, so after a few moments our naked bodies touched each other. I could feel his member pressing against my opening. "Fùck me." I felt it throb against my privates. "Not yet. I have to prep you first." He rubbed my c**t and pushed two fingers inside of me. "Moan for me cupcake." I bit in my finger to suppress the moans. "Guess I didn't have to prep you, because you're soaking." This was one of the moments where I was glad that it was dark in the room. I wouldn't be able to live with myself if he could see how embarrassed I am. "Just continue." He took out his fingers and stopped stimulating my c**t. "Turn around and put your ass in the air." He didn't wait for me to listen to his request and flipped me over. He probed at my hole once more and then replaced his fingers with something else, something bigger. "I'm going to f**k you now." "Just do it I don't like wai-" Before I could finish my sentence he pushed inside me. I let out a loud whimper. "Didn't see that coming did you?" He kept a steady pace. "H-harder." I managed to say in between moans. He smacked my ass and pounded me with all he got. The bed moved like crazy and my mind got foggy. "c*m for me." The pressure built up and my moans got louder. "Yes, call my name!" He moaned and I could hear his skin slapping against mine. "J-Jonathan." His member twitched in response and the tip kept rubbing my g-spot. He suddenly quickened the pace and it sent me over the edge. "c*m on my d**k!" His moans got louder and his strokes got more intense and irregular. He came and stopped pounding me. He dropped on the bed in exhaustion. "That was so good, we should do it again." We were both out of breath and struggling to breathe. This was only the beginning of our adventures in the dark.