Althena Book 2

72. My Underwear

I sit on Cyrus's lap, and we look at dresses on the computer.

"That one is pretty."

"I don't want to be pretty. I want to be sexy."

He kisses my cheek. "I should have known."

"That one is sexy."

"It is. That slit up to your hip will show off these sexy legs." His fingers drag up and down my thigh. "I'm sorry, babygirl."

"Why?"

"You thought I wouldn't come back. I should have talked to you before I told you I was leaving. I didn't want you worrying. It wasn't a long trip. I went to a church event and was seen in Eldervale. That's all my parents wanted."

"I figured your family would talk you into staying. Then you'd forget about me."

He hugs me tight. "Nobody said a word about you or us. I told Dacious I would only show up if they agreed to my terms. I didn't want to hear them b***h. I don't care what anyone thinks about us. I love you."

"I didn't want you to go."

"I'm sorry, baby. I should have done everything about that trip differently. I should have talked to you a lot sooner than I did. I promise, I'll never blindside you like that again."

I shift on his lap and hug him. Then I put my feet over the side of his chair. He's warm and comfortable. I snuggle his chest and make shapes on him.

He starts laughing and wakes me up.

Mike is standing on the other side of the desk with his arms crossed. "Woman, you have to actually pick the dress. And you can't hold him hostage forever. We need him when we open."

I throw my arms back and stretch. "Pick dress."

"Good girl." Mike walks out and closes the door.

"Sir, you're getting hard." I can feel it against my ass.

"Sorry, baby. Watching you stretch over me like that made my d**k take notice."

I roll off him and click order on the screen. Then I turn around and give him a passionate kiss.

His hands tighten on the arms of the chair and his eyes light up. He needs me.

I sit on his lap facing him. He watches me with anticipation. His d**k is hard enough to push on his pants now.

He tilts his head to the side as I lightly kiss his neck. I feel a little shiver as he softly sighs.

I spend a minute kissing his neck and nibbling on his ear.

His hand moves to the back of my head, and he pulls me closer. A low moan escapes from his mouth.

I pull my shirt off over my head and his eyes widen. His hands move up my sides before he cups my boobs.

I start at the top and unbutton his shirt. I need to feel his skin on mine. He leans up and undoes the last couple of buttons. Then he tosses it on the floor. My eyes roam all over his sexy chest. Then I lean towards him and kiss it. He gasps and holds me closer.

I drag my nails down his stomach to his belt. His muscles tighten and his breath catches as he watches my fingers. His hips jerk when I start to unhook it. This boy is losing his mind. I get the belt undone and unbutton his pants.

The zipper lowers as he pushes his pants down. He is rock hard for me.

I touch the head of it softly. He shivers and a low rumble comes out of his throat.

Our tongues meet again as I pull myself off him. Then I drop to my knees. His eyes lock onto mine. His breathing is ragged and his fingers are digging into the arm of the chair.

His hips buck and he groans as my hand cups his balls. I kiss the shaft and work my way towards the tip. His head falls back and he moans for me.

I give the tip a little kiss and his hands look for anything to grab. He needs to c*m soon.

It slides effortlessly into my mouth. He lets out another moan as his legs tremble, and his hips flex up. "Yes."

I take my time moving up and down on it. "Baby. Fuck." He grabs the back of my head. "Uuhh" He pushes my head down just a little and moans as he explodes into my mouth. I feel his body jerk as he pours everything into me.

I softly rub it and smile. "Do you feel better now?"

His eyes flutter open and he nods slowly. "That was amazing. But you're not done."

"Hmm?"

He picks me up and puts me on the desk right in front of him. Then he stands against me and gives me a deep kiss. "My turn." He kisses my neck as he pulls my underwear off me. Then he sits back down in his chair. He puts 2 fingers into me. I'm so wet from playing with him. They slide right in. He fingers me in a slow rhythm while he rubs my c**t with his thumb.

"YES."

He slows down. "Quiet, babygirl. Let me take care of it."

"Oh Cyrus."

"Good girl."

He explores the inside of me with his fingers as he moves faster. Then he kisses my inner thigh. He moves closer and he finds my c**t. His tongue dances with it.

I shiver and moan as pleasure courses through me. "Uuuhhh."

He draws every ounce of pleasure from me.

"MINE"

He sucks my c**t and claims it. His tongue brings the orgasm right out of me. My body shudders and convulses. I make so many noises as pleasure pulses through me.

He licks it all up. Every drop. He acts like he's hungry and needs it to live.

Then he stands up and holds me still. Gently, he pulls his fingers out of me. "That was a good girl. Let me hold you." He picks me up and places me on his lap.

I snuggle into him, and he holds me so close.

"I love you, Thena."

"I love you too, Cyrus."

We hold each other for 20 minutes before the phone makes a weird noise. Clayton says, "Cyrus, the delivery guy is here for you."

"Sign for it. I'll be out in a minute."

"Alright." He hangs up.

I find my underwear and put them back on while he fixes his clothes. "You are so sexy."

He smiles at me like he's in love. "You're the sexy one, babygirl. This was perfect."

I plop into his chair and giggle. "I guess Chris was right. You don't care if I suck them."

"Please do that whenever you want. I'll be right back. That's your dress, hopefully."

"Ok."

He comes back after a minute with the dress. It's pretty and light blue. It has a slit all the way up one of my legs and the fabric is shimmery.

I strip and put it on. He zips it for me, and it fits like it was made for me. I love it. But I can see my underwear through it. Damn black underwear with bad underwear lines. I pull them off. "No underwear."

He nods and takes them. "Woman, I think you need to wear underwear."

"I can't wear them. Now, I need to fix my makeup." I go to the bathroom, so I have better light and I fix my hair and makeup. I look much better now.

I walk out and Cyrus puts his arm around me and leads me to his office. "Order some underwear, babygirl. I don't want you going out there without them."

"But."

He crosses his arms.

"Oh, fine." I find some skin color, no panty line underwear and order them. "Problem solved."

"Thank you." He picks up the phone and calls the company. "You just had an order placed for underwear. Yea. Yea. Stop. I don't care. I'm sending a helicopter. Put them on the helicopter. Thank you." He hangs up.

I crack up laughing. "You sent a helicopter for my underwear."

"Yea, that's something I never thought I would do."

Mike comes through the open door. "Where did the helicopter go?"

"He sent it after my underwear."

"What?"

"The dress is too light for the underwear she had on. So, she's refusing to wear underwear."

"Woman, keep your ass in underwear."

"Everyone could see them. He ordered me new ones. Everything is fine. And I'm covered anyway."

"We only have about a half hour before we open. Let's get something to eat and enjoy the quiet."

We go up to Savor Station and eat. The buffet is ready to go. It's good food. Then we go down to the front door.

Clayton is standing there with a box. "Package came."

"It's my underwear."

"AAHHH!" He throws it at my head. Akmae and Monte lose it.

"Seriously?"

"Just no. Why? I don't want to know. Just take them and go."

"This is a light-colored dress. I needed light colored underwear. Stop acting like you're 3."

"Baby, go put your underwear on." Mike kind of pushes me towards the bathroom.

"NO." Clayton stares straight into the air. "STOP TALKING ABOUT THEM. I want to know nothing about this. It never needs brought up again."

"People wear underwear, Clayton. This is not weird." I roll my eyes and go to the bathroom.