Scandal

Chapter 14

Chapter 14

I got a phone message requesting my presence at the office that day. I didn't know what to make of it. There was no indication of whether it was from Sol or Roger—and I wasn't sure how I would deal with either of them. My mind was shot, and although I knew I wanted Sol more than anything, I didn't know how to get him back, or if it was even the right thing to do. I didn't even know if he wanted me back.

I walked into the office and breathed a sigh of relief when I saw Sol back at his desk. Did that mean he was back for good? What was he doing here?

“Oh my god, Sasha, you have no idea how glad I am to see you.”

“Really? The way you left . . . I thought . . .”

“No. Please. I was stupid. I thought I was protecting you.”

“Please stop doing that. I don't care if I lose my job.”

“Sasha, you don't mean that. I know how important this is to you.”

“It is. But you’re more important. I love you.”

“What did you say?”

“I love you,” I whispered.

“Sasha, I love you, too. I’m so sorry. God, how am I ever going to make you see how sorry I am?”

“I'm sure you’ll figure out a way.”

“You’ll never believe what happened.”

“Dare I ask?”

“My father came to his senses. He wants me back at the company, not working for someone else. He wants you to stay as well.”

“What? Why?”

“He apparently realized that it was real, that we were real. Maybe you had something to do with that. He's okay with you and me. Forever Sasha, if that's what you want.”

“I do. It's all I’ve ever wanted. So show me, just like old times.”

He chuckled. “Here? Seriously?”

“Yes, here.”

He pulled me to him once again. “Well, I guess I'm going to have to give you what you want then.”

He smiled and kissed me deeply. He started undressing me, sliding me out of my tank top and unclasping my bra, my breasts bouncing out in front of him.

“Sasha, your body’s so hot, it makes me hard instantly.”

I felt the front of his pants and smiled with delight.

“Now, that's hot.”

I loved when he felt my breasts, and I moaned at his touch. He then put his fingers against my jeans and rubbed me. I moaned eagerly—I couldn’t wait to have him inside me once again. He continued to rub me harder, escalating my excitement.

“Oh god, you make me so horny, Sol.”

“Mmmm.”

“Please . . .” I moaned. I wanted him so badly. I had a fire between my legs that needed to be extinguished, and only Sol could do that for me. He was rubbing his fingers against my c**t, soaking my panties.

“Oh Sasha, you're so sexy.” He undid my jeans and pulled them off. My panties were the next to go. He slid his fingers inside me, and I moaned, feeling incredible as he finger-f****d me.

“Oh god, that feels so good.”

He was making me incredibly horny, and I didn't know how much more I could stand. I wanted him to slide his c**k inside me and please me better than nothing or no one else could. Only his c**k could take away the ache and bring me to an orgasm. I moaned as he held me close to him. We were still standing as he slid his fingers in and out. I held on to him as my p***y grew wetter. I couldn't get enough.

I took his hand and pulled it out of me, then lay down on his desk and spread my legs. I couldn't wait any longer to have him. He had other things in mind, however, as he slowly lapped at my opening. He slid his tongue slowly inside of me then sucked on my c**t as I moaned and my eyes rolled up into my head.

By the look on his face, he approved of my move. “I want to f**k you from behind, Sasha.”

He plunged inside me, and I cried out, “God, you have such a big cock.”

“I'm going to f**k you good with it baby.”

“Mmmm, give me more Sol, please. I need it.”

He pumped into me fast, and an orgasm crashed into me hard and intense. I screamed out his name as wave after wave of pleasure consumed me. He slowed down his thrusts to keep himself from cumming, too.

“Your p***y is soaked, Sasha. It’s so hot inside you.”

He flipped me around so that I was on my back again. Climbing on top of me, he gazed down at me with a smile on his face.

“Do you want me, baby?”

“Yes, Sol, I need you. Come back inside me.”

He bent down low and kissed me on the mouth. He slid his tongue in, and I accepted it ravenously. I never felt safer and more loved than when he kissed me.

He entered my wet p***y immediately and pushed in hard. We moved into a reverse scoop position—still in missionary but on our sides facing one another. My legs intertwined with his, and he drew me in really close, his c**k still inside of me. He looked deep into my eyes, and I smiled back at him.

We pulled apart, and I was instantly sad he was no longer inside me, but I knew it wouldn't be long before he was again. We both sat, leaning back. Inched forward towards each other, he entered me again. I moaned his name and cried out when his c**k thrust inside me. He felt incredible, and his forcefulness made me crazy.

He was f*****g me good and hard, and I felt my orgasm building. He was hitting every nerve inside me, and I thought I would lose my mind. He had connected with my G-spot, and the world was starting to get a little fuzzy. I knew an explosive orgasm was coming, and I couldn't wait. I couldn’t hold back.

“Sol, I'm going to cum.”

“That's what I want to hear, darling. c*m on me hard.”

He moved inside of me faster, causing me to spin out of control. I cried out in ecstasy, feeling the waves of passion thrashing inside me. I had needed him, needed this. I moaned as I came on his c**k for the second time.

“It's all you, sweetheart.” We both lay down, exhausted but very satisfied. He rested beside me, very close. He made me feel complete, and I couldn't imagine ever being away from his side.

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