Onyx just arrived at his office in CorpEnterprises to go over the final details of his most important business deal in the US. This was a big investment for him, and he'd been working hard flying back and forth between the U.S. and Brazil to close out this deal for months. He went up to his office and told his assistant to clear him of any meetings for an hour. He also instructed her to call Alice to come over. He desperately needed to ravish all of her body and waited impatiently for her to come in.

Since he woke up that morning, all he could think about was her plump lips wrapped around his hard cock. It was already hard and ready, just thinking about her writhing in pleasure in front of him. He anticipated everything he wanted to do to her. The images played out in his mind, over and over like an erotic film. He would never get enough of her. He sat in front of his desk, waiting and looking through his one-way mirror. No one could look inside, which turned him on even more. He suddenly saw her step outside the elevator from outside his office, oblivious he watched her every move from the other side. She was wearing a skirt and a blouse that exposed her V line and the swell of her breasts. As soon as she came in and closed the door, she asked what he needed.

Their gazes met, and he didn't respond while he got up.

"Sir?"

His stare intimidated her, and as he walked over to her, she stepped back, but he cornered her.

"Wha-"

Before she could finish, he used the opportunity to slam his mouth into hers. She was surprised at first, but she responded immediately. He pushed his tongue on her mouth and was making love with her own. It was enough for her to be long gone and her arousal to ignite her core.

"Mmm. What do you think I need?"

Then he started trailing down a line of open tongue kisses down to her jaw then her neck and started to unbutton her blouse. He took and took, and she let him.

"What I need is to bury myself deep inside of you."

His words gave her goosebumps all over her body. She was too turned on by his actions to stop this and started to help him undress. She knew this could be their last encounter before he left, and she wanted to give it her all.

Everywhere she touched ignited a fire in him that she could only put off. He wanted her, needed all of her. He never had felt like this about anyone and needed her to be his.

Back in his country, they went about relationships in a whole other way, and he couldn't wait for what he planned to tell her once they finished. He'd been wanting to for a while but was hesitant because of how she'd react.

They both undressed each other in seconds, which brushed off all thoughts of what came after. Staring at her naked beauty and wondered how lucky he is to have this goddess in front of him. Needing to hear her moans of pleasure, he turned her around and pressed her against the door.

"Don't move until I say so. Understand?"

"Mmm."

"Words. Use words, Alice. You know I like to hear you say it."

"I won't move."

"Good girl."

He kissed her everywhere from the back of her neck and went lower and lower until he grabbed her butt cheeks.

"Spread 'em."

She obliged his request.

"Wider."

He opened her ass as much as he could, leaving her no choice but to take all he would do. She was already wet for him, and this turned him on even more. He submerged himself in her depths, covering a lot of territory. He licked and sucked her from front to back until her moans turned into a song he didn't want to end.

"Oh yes, just like that!"

Her wetness coated all of his face. He was pleased to have this effect on her. He knew exactly what she wanted. Only he knew how to make her climax and knew she was close. Her legs started to grow weaker, and he felt she was about to collapse on him. But he wouldn't let her, not yet. He wanted this to be so memorable she remembers how he can only make her feel.

"Yes! Yes! I'm so cl-." But before she could finish, he immediately stopped and turned her around.

She whined but knew it was his turn to be warmed up like every other encounter they've had. He got up and grabbed her hair, and she lowered down to his cock. She started stroking him and licked and sucked his balls at the same time. He groaned of the pleasure, anticipating the heat that was to come to his thickness.

She placed the tip in her mouth and was sucking it slowly, but he didn't have the patience for her teasing, so he shoved it entirely in her mouth, making her gag.

"Take it all in baby girl."

She was attempting to continue sucking it, but he held her there, not allowing her to move.

"I'm not done with you yet."

Then he started mouthfucking her and fast. He liked having control and the image of her body moving in sync with his movements had him on the edge of exploding.

He knew she wanted to take control and saw her starting to resist, but he didn't let her.

When the pleasure was getting too much, he stopped. He wanted to come inside her and fill her up. Then he picked her up, and she wrapped her legs around his waist. Letting him guide her, he pressed her against the wall, loving the way he took charge of her body and desires. His mouth pressed against hers, his tongue slipping between her lips and claiming her as his own.

"I love your taste in my mouth." She groaned into him, letting him swallow the pleasure he was providing. They could both taste each other's juices through the kiss.

She couldn't believe he was leaving for Brazil soon. She wanted to get as much pleasure from him she could before he was gone. He lined his cock up against her entrance, gliding the tip harshly against her clit. She reached down to grab it and slid it inside, but he grabbed her hand and pinned it against the wall.

"Beg for it," he growled, running it along her moist slit over and over.

She gasped from the pressure, her insides boiling with need. She knew she could give him the answer he thought he wanted, but if sleeping with the boss had taught her anything, she liked the challenge.

"No," she uttered, a smirk playing across her face, and tried to slide it in, but he didn't let her take charge. Instead, He pressed himself against her clit harder. Sliding his hand around her throat, he grabbed her jaw with a firm grip.

"Don't make me ask again, Alice," she swallowed beneath his palm, bucking her hips against him for leverage.

"Just fuck me."

"No, you know what happens when you don't behave. Do you want me to stop?"

"No!"

"Then. Beg. For. It." He continued to hold her jaw firmly in place, his gaze penetrating hers. She felt as if he could see right through her down to her very soul.

"Please, Onyx!"

"Please, what?"

"Please, Onyx, fill me to the brim!" with the growl of a savage, he slammed into hard and fast, reaching her cervix in one thrust.

She threw her hand over her mouth, screaming from the pleasure tearing through her.

"Harder!" He was happy to oblige and thrusted faster and harder, reaching her G spot every time.

"Yes! Yes! Just like that!"

Her sounds of pleasure were a mix of pain and ecstasy, something he had grown addicted to in their time together. Luckily, his office was soundproof, and all that was heard between them were sounds of wet sex and their moans. He sat on his chair, and she started riding him so fast that they both reached their climax together.

She laid her head on his chest, both of them panting as they calmed their erratic heartbeats. Her fingers tickled across his thick pecs, daydreaming of a day where he didn't have to leave after pleasuring her this intense. The past few months had been the most passionate moments of her life, and she hated that it would soon come to an end, leaving her to the unsatisfying men of New York once again.

His fingers ran through her hair, pulling a delicious purr from her lips. He knew this was his moment to make his proposal, yet he was nervous to hear her reply. He'd never made this sort of commitment before. The thought of her rejection was too much for him to handle. To an outsider, he may seem like a cocky individual though inside, he was really just a man ready to take the next step with his girl.

Alice stood up and began fiddling with her skirt, trying to make herself presentable before leaving the comfort of his office. Though being able to see her coworkers through the one-way glass was still a little strange. Somewhere in her mind, she knew they couldn't see a damn thing, but that never took away the excitement.

She turned back to Onyx, prepared to give him a sweet parting kiss, only to get distracted by what was sitting out on his desk.

"Onyx, what the fuck is that?" she hissed, pointing at the thing on his desk.

She'd seen boxes like this before and knew exactly what was awaiting inside. It wasn't just a piece of jewelry. It was a commitment he was making to her, one she wasn't sure if she was ready for.

She didn't know how to feel about this, so she quickly dressed up and headed for the door.

Onyx quickly snatched the box off the desk, chasing her to the door before she could make a hasty exit. He should have known she would jump to conclusions seeing as how the U.S. had it a little backwards with their commitments. She didn't know what this means, and he didn't want her to freak out. He placed his hand on the door, closing it shut before she could slip through it.

"Baby, this isn't what you think it is. Please let me explain,"

"Explain what Onyx? The box says my name, and I can't deal with that right now,"

"Can you trust me and let me talk?" Her hand pulled at the door handle once again, only for Onyx to slam it shut once again.

"Alice, let me explain, or I will punish you."

She looked into his dark eyes, nearly melting in the hot pools of dominance and lust. It was clear to her she wasn't getting out of this room until she gave the man a chance, which honestly he deserved. She strolled over to the desk, leaning against it as she awaited his answer.

"You have five minutes. Start explaining, or I walk,"

How could he explain to her this isn't what she thinks. That his intentions were serious but not an engagement yet as she must be thinking, his culture and beliefs for the next step on the relationship he wants with her is this ring. Onyx took one look at his defiant little minx loving the way she thought she had any sort of control. He wanted to bend her down and spank her for this defiance. He shook his head back and forth with a chuckle, prepared to do whatever it took to make her his. He slowly walked across the room, taking his time to show her she would be there as long as he wanted her to be.

"This, my dear Alice, is not what it appears to be,"

"You're telling me that's not a ring," she hissed, crossing her arms over her chest.

Sass dripped from her mouth, causing his cock to harden in his slacks once again. He wanted nothing more than to turn her around, bend her over the desk, and show her what happens to little brats who interrupt. Though, of course, she already knew that came next if she kept up her attitude, for this was not their first encounter. Instead, he gave her that threatening look causing her to cross one leg over the other, clamping down her lady parts.

"Yes, Alice, this is a ring for you. Though it's not the engagement ring, you think it is. I'm no fool. I know we are far from ready for marriage. But where I come from, there's a very important step in between. A step the requires the use of this."

Alice took the box peeling back the lid to find a simple silver ring with small diamonds embedded in the silver. Not at all the engagement ring, she knew he could afford. She looked back up and met his gaze, confused by what exactly was happening here.

"Umm, I still don't think I understand. Rings work to be engaged to marry. How is this not that?"

"In Brazil when a man wants to... how would you put it.... Go steady? He presents his woman with a silver ring. A ring that lets all men know she is off-limits. I'm leaving tomorrow, and I can't have any of those other dogs chasing after what's mine. You are mine, Alice."

Mine. She shivered at the thought, surprised to find how much pleasure she could get from one word.

"But you're leaving tomorrow. How are we supposed to start a serious relationship if you're leaving?"

A cocky smile grew across his face making her even moister beneath her skirt. He slipped his hand between her clenched thighs, making room for him to stand between them. Her heart rate picked up its pace, and her breath hitched just at the thought of how easy it would be for him to lay her across the desk and fuck her senseless. She would let him. That's all she wanted to do before she left. She wanted what she had thought would be their last time imprinted in her body and soul.

"I have a proposition for you. Come with me, just for the week. Let me show you my world. I'll ravish you every day and night, and once I've taken you on every surface of my home, I can give you the details for your new position. Should you accept it. I need someone to go back and forth between companies, and I can think of no one better to do the job," he whispered, his lips tickling the flesh of hers.

She was about to reply, but no words came out. She was still processing all of this after they just had an encounter. It was all too much information at once, and she wasn't sure what it all meant. Onyx promised a world she'd always dreamed of seeing. She always loved the idea of traveling the world but could never afford to on her small salary. Her mind was cloudy, and her body twitched, awaiting more pleasure. Was he asking her to move with him? Could she really leave her family and loved ones behind for the adventure he was offering?

She looked back at the ring, loving what it meant for their relationship but not quite sure if it was what she wanted. Was she ready for this step with him? Onyx slipped his hand under her chin, forcing her to make eye contact.

"Well, what do you say?"

"I um.."

He searched her baby blue eyes for an answer he so desperately wanted but, of course, only found confusion and desire. He needed to know if there was a slight chance she wanted this or felt the same way, and until she did, he wouldn't let her walk away. He would simply wait for her reply.

A/N: This one-shot is the first of a series written by a friend of mine and myself to explore some of the romantic practices around the world. To see more of her work check out the tag below.