《Alone ✔️》Chapter 10
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*Edited
Five years later
"Yes sir. I will make sure to draw up the contract." I said. I was sitting in my new office with a new potential client.
"Love?" Desmond said peeking his head in my office.
"Do you mind giving me one minute." I said to my new client.
Desmond and I got married.
Really married. We had a big wedding. His friends and family I didn't have anyone.
I did invite my parents. I didn't want to, but Desmond didn't want me to regret it. My relationship with that has not gotten better.
I don't want to be close to them. I do my best to keep communication open to talk to me, but I'm closer to Desmond's family.
Some of his coworkers were surprise we had a wedding being already "married" because we lied to say we eloped, but we all know that's not true.
So it was a real wedding for us. Even though we prefer to actually elope, but his mom wanted a wedding.
I finally became an attorney. I aced the bar exam. Working with him is definitely different.
Frankly, he won't leave me alone. He always checking to make sure I'm in here.
I was standing out the hallway with his arms wrapped around me. His head in my neck. He acts like I just didn't see him.
"Yes, Des?"
"I missed you." I started chuckling.
"Honey, you can't come in here every time you miss me. I'm working. Shouldn't you be doing that?" He lowered his mouth to my ear.
"I want to fuck you in my office." I hit him on the arm.
He always want to have sex and his office. He knows we shouldn't.
"Your dad said no more sex in the office. I'm not going to get caught again." I said crossing my arms.
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"You know we have sex in my office everyday beside Just don't be loud this time love." He gave my ass one last squeeze and left.
He was right. It wasn't my fault.
Well, maybe sometimes.
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"Babe, I've been waiting." Desmond said standing up when I walk in his office.
"I know. You know I had a client." He didn't even look at my eyes. He was too busy scanning my body. I knew he was undressing me with his eyes.
"I'm up here." He smiled and look back at me.
"I want to fuck you on my couch." He said in my ear. I shivered when I felt his tongue touch my neck. "Clothes off baby." He whispered.
I did as he said and stood there with no clothes. He lick his lips. He loves me being the submissive.
"Where do you want me Mr. Heart?" I said biting my lips.
"Mr. Heart huh?" He said grabbing his member through his pants. "Shit babe. You're turning me on love." I smiled. I went over to couch and laid down.
"My favorite spot I love looking at you when we make love." He said walking to me.
"I want you naked." I said to him. He grinned and unbuckle his pants while hovering over me.
He grabbed some lubricant. He leaned down to kiss my lips while his fingers are in my hole.
He kissed my neck trying to calm the pain down.
"You should be use to this love. Remember we fuck this morning." He said kissing down my chest.
I bit back the moan I was feeling.
He place his hands on my hips and thrust into me hard.
"I love that." I moaned.
"Do you baby? You love this dick?" He said thrusting fast. "I love this tight hole. I love feeling It contract around my dick." He growled.
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He smashed into my lips. It didn't take me long to moan into the kiss.
We both heard the door open. We knew who it would be.
His father walk in alone. That was until we heard the little footsteps running behind him.
"Daddy! Daddy! I finally drew griffs." He said in his cut baby voice. We knew he meant giraffes. My eyes widen and looked.
It was our beautiful baby boy Skyler.
"Oh my beautiful baby." I said. Bruce was standing there shaking his head.
"Daddy, what is Papa doing?" Our baby said titling his cute dad. Then Desmond mom walked in.
"What's going on?" She said then she saw us trying to cover ourselves.
"Every time." She said grabbing our baby out of the room. "Come on baby we don't want to watch daddies play." She said before leaving.
His father was about to leave and turn to look at us.
"Desmond how many times do I have to come in here with y'all having sex. No sex in the office." He said.
"Dad you always come in here at this time. When you know we are doing it."
"Now you scarred my grandson. I want both of you in my office were you're done." He said before walking out.
I pushed Desmond off of me.
"We are not finishing."
"Why not? "
"Because Skyler saw us."
"He won't remember it babe." He said kissing my neck.
"Nope! No sex." I said getting up and putting my clothes on. He huffed.
"Not again. You said that last week when he caught us in the shower." I chuckled.
"Exactly love you." I said before leaving out.
"Love you too." I heard him yelled from his office.
I love my life and I was definitely not alone anymore.
Now let me go find my baby.
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