"I don't want to feel good."

King cups my cheek and I slap his hands away. "Your body says otherwise, Pauline."

The way my name rolls off his tongue and settles over me has me fighting the urge to moan. Maybe I am just horny and it doesn't sound as melodious as I think, whatever the case is, I want him saying my name again. Or not. I mentally scream. I don't know what I want at this point but that ache in between my legs will not take care of itself.

King's finger returns under my jaw, he tilts my head up and a soft sigh slips from my mouth. His tongue comes out to lick his brown lips and I wish for it on me, the covered parts of my body. The part of me that's wet for him. I pull his tie and a wave of pride washes over me when he makes a sound between a moan and a gag. If we will do this, then we will do it on my terms.

"My body," I whisper in my best adaptation of a bedroom voice, "doesn't know what it wants." I tug on his tie once more and let go of it, then my fingers move to the buttons on his shirt. I unbutton the first one. "But-"

Clearing of a throat behind me causes the rest of the statement to die in my throat and I spin my chair so fast it makes me dizzy for a few seconds. My eyes widen and I stare in disbelief at the man standing in front of me.

"Paul," I breathe out. His mask doesn't crack neither does he act like he knows me, there's no trace of familiarity in his eyes.

"I didn't know you were occupied," he says. His eyes lower to my chest, at my pointed nipples straining against my chiffon shirt and I quickly fold my arms over them.

He moves to the entrance, turns the knob and gives me one final glance. "I will come back later when you are less busy."

"No, wait." My voice is small, almost afraid he will leave but he shuts the door behind him and leans against it, just like a model.

"What are you doing here?" I ask. Of all days to come and see me, he chooses today.

He shoves his hand into his pocket. "Chi said I should come here, you wanted to see me."

King's hands resume their massage, I try to shrug them off, ignore the relaxing feeling that comes with it but he doesn't stop until I cover his palms with mine. Paul eyes us but doesn't say a word, it's not what he thinks.

Bringing my hands back to my laps, I smile, slant my head and say, "You didn't knock."

"I did. Several times." His eyes are trained on mine as if daring me to say otherwise. I gulp and nod, then his eyes darken. "I guess I should have waited for you to ask me in. My apologies, Madam, I'll come back later."

"Why did Chi ask you to see me?" I ask.

I don't recall asking for Paul, I have not mentioned his name since she indirectly told me to back off. Our friendship is more important than whatever it is I feel for him.

"I am the new cook."

"How come?"

Paul's eyes dart between me and King who has his hands resting on my shoulders, he nods and in a steely voice says, "Madam, I will come back later, when you are settled."

That arrogance, the attitude with which he handled Edwin is back and I do not like it one bit. I am his boss and I am settled right now. He sends a nod to me and King, then leaves before I have a chance to scold him.

King squeezes my shoulders and I swat his hands away, I cannot get over the disappointment that flashed across Paul's face before he left. I don't even know why I care. I am not doing anything wrong, I am a single woman who is only attending to her bodily needs. He should focus on his babe.

"I need you to leave. Now."

The words leave my mouth as I spin to face King who watched our exchange in silence. He brushes his finger against my chest, my nipples slowly rise from their slumber and a knowing smile graces his lips.

"You don't mean that," he says. His thumb caresses my lower lip and I slap his finger when it starts to trail a line down my arm.

"I said leave, King. Now!" I bark at him as I feel my body starts to respond to his touch, his heated gaze. I hate how horny I am, his familiarity with my body and my shoulder sags in relief when he walks out the door.

Someone knocks a few seconds later and I groan when the door opens to reveal King. He steps in and locks the door, taking his time to turn around and state his reason for being here after I already made it clear he is not wanted. I don't want him here.

"I want you," he says without leaving the door. "I have always wanted you from the first day you came into the office." He shakes his head. "I have wanted you for as long as I have known you. I can't leave."

He ends his statement by shortening the distance between us and I sit up. The only thing separating us is my table and even that doesn't seem enough. His forehead creases like it will make me believe what he has just said and I shake my head.

"I don't want you and you are just horny."

I want you, so bad that it scares me.

"Maybe. But so are you," he murmurs and smirks. His eyes lower to my chest and he continues, "Your body's reaction is proof."

To pass his point across, he walks around the table to grab my hand. With his gaze levelled at me, he brings my hand to his lips, nibbling on each finger and I have to close my eyes, bite down on my tongue to avoid screaming in ecstasy. He doesn't need to know how much his touch affects me.

"Pauline. Look at me," he commands and my eyelids flutter open. His pupils are dilated, brown eyes are clouded with lust and it sends a message straight to my core. I can't break off from his stare. "Say yes."

He brings my hand to cover the bulge in his trouser and I try but fail not to take a look. Forcing my attention back to his face, I lick my lips and bring my hand back to my laps.

"Just give me two weeks, if you still don't like me, you can walk away. I'll let you go."

"No."

My nipples are aching to be touched but I shake my head. I don't want a relationship with him, I want it with someone else. With my friend's boyfriend. I want it with Paul.

"How about 30 minutes, let me give you the best 30 minutes of your life."

Say yes, get Paul out of your system.

My lips part open to refuse him again but no words depart from them, King takes that as acceptance and he pulls me up to stand in between his legs. I am the first one to kiss him, to suck on his lips while my hands help him out of his brown jacket and with his tie.

King is quick to take over, he squeezes my breasts and my head falls back as moans slip past my lips. He litters kisses on my jaw, my neck and his fingers set to work on my skirt which soon pools at my feet. My nails dig into his scalp as he rubs the front of my panties, the friction drives me crazy and I rip his shirt so I can feel his body too.

He sweeps me off my feet and my legs wrap around his waist while my teeth graze his neck, my fingers dig into his back. He lowers me onto the couch, discards his shirt and for the few seconds he takes to get rid of his trouser and boxers, I miss his body.

My fingers splay on his stomach, feeling the hard ridge of his muscles before he grabs my hands and holds them above my head. He spreads my legs, jabs one finger, then another one in and out of my honeypot with an expertise that has goosebumps covering my body and my toes curling. I want more.

I arch my back as a tide of raw pleasure washes over me, moans escape my lips and I free myself from his grasp to dig my fingers into the couch. My hips jerk forward involuntarily when his lips move to my breast, taking turns on my clothed nipples as his fingers continue to work on my core.

All his action stops and I open my eyes, a moan of protest slipping from my lips. He raises both of my legs, separates them, then leans till his face is a few inches from mine and drags my lip in between his teeth.

"Do you want this, Pauline?" he asks with his penis poking my entrance and I nod, biting on my lower lip. "Use your words."

With a jerk of my hips, I whisper, "Yes."

He straightens himself up, each of his hands wrapped around my ankles. I cry out in protest when he doesn't get back to work, the ache between my legs becoming unbearable with each passing second.

"How flexible are you?" he asks as he bends my legs at the knees, leans over and brings them to rest on his shoulders.

I respond by jerking my hips forward again as his breath fans my face and say, "Very."

Then he plunges deep into my warmth.

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I wake up to light caresses on my face and when my eyelids finally flutter open, the ceiling of my office comes into view. I blink back the rest of the sleep and the events of the past few minutes rush back to me. A fulfilled smile dances across my lips and I lift my head from the firm surface it's on.

King's jacket drops to the floor as I sit up and I bring it back to cover myself. I yawn and move to the other end of the couch, basking in the aftereffect of beautiful sex.

Edwin was my first, but those few minutes with King were the best of my sexual life, it was intense and I cannot blame myself for falling asleep soon after. He ravished me, drove me to the edge. He made good on his promise to give me the best thirty minutes of my life; a true man of his words.

King pulls me to his laps and my hand automatically go around his neck. I moan as he nibbles on my neck. "You slept well?"

"Yes," I murmur and place a chaste kiss on his lips. I slept well. "What's the time?"

"7:30."

"PM?" I cry out and make to move from his laps but his grip on my waist tightens. I slept through my alarm. I hit his shoulder and ask, "Why didn't you wake me?"

"You looked so peaceful I could not bring myself to wake you." I smile, bite my lips and he continues, "I dismissed your staff too, they think you are not feeling well."

We both chuckle, then he cocks his head to one side and says, "Congratulations on your promotion to Manager, you deserve it."

My smile widens and I nod. "Thank you. I am also surprised at the numbers, they keep growing," I mutter with excitement.

His compliment means more to me than he knows it. Even though Mr Adam has never said it to his face, King is one of his favourite staff because he gets the job done better than anyone else. So to hear him acknowledge my efforts, I can't help but place another chaste kiss on his lips.

I tuck my head into the crook of his neck and his hand rubs circles on my back. The contact of his skin on mine reminds me that we are both almost naked and I freeze.

His jacket is barely covering my naked butt, his boxer is doing nothing to hide his growing bulge and my bra doesn't hide my taut nipples. His hands lower to cup my butt and I gasp, my body goes into aeroplane mode until I feel his teeth biting my lip.

"Relax," he whispers, "enjoy the moment."

Enjoy the moment, I tell myself and nod.

My hands go to caress his balls through his boxers and my lips curve slightly when he moans. I raise myself long enough for him to pull off his boxers and moan at the grip he has on my neck. His hold relaxes as his dick stands and I stare in wonder at the size, I don't think I can get used to seeing it. I shake my head; this is just a one-time thing.

I shrug his jacket off and he unhooks my bra. We are both naked, hard and wanting for each other but none of us makes a move.

"You are a very beautiful woman," King suddenly says and we have a few seconds stare down. His eyes fill with an emotion I don't care--want to decipher. We are just horny adults; this will not happen again.

My lips descend on his and his fingers find their way into my hair. There is no urgency in our kiss, we take our sweet time to explore each other's mouths, tastes. He leaves a trail of wet kisses down my neck, between my breasts and I moan when he lifts me to bury his penis inside my wetness.

I bite his lower lip, grip the edge of the sofa and rotate my hips painfully slow while his hands on my waist try to spur me to move faster but it is to no avail. He throws his head back in frustration, moans in between curses and grits his teeth as I begin to bounce with practised precision on his dick. I smirk, time for me to repay the favour, give him the best thirty minutes of his life.

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