Chapter 1: SAVAGE

Savage, Kristen Mullings, Galatea, 3 parts, Series, Kamaronesi

Savage – Kristen Mullings

He had me by the hair, body taut in his other arm.
I was so wet and even though the desk grazed my lower back. He looked me dead in the eyes and spun me without a word. The only language recognizable between us was our bodies.
He bent me over the desk almost aggressively, but that peaked my libido even more. I could feel him massaging his hard length on the apex of my ass.
I sighed sweetly and loudly…
Then his hardened length lowered to my moist entrance and sank oh so deliciously inside me. Every inch slowly pushing me over the edge little by little, before he started a steady pace. My toes began to curl and I gripped the edges of the desk for dear life as I exhaled a tormented and ragged breath.
A loud moan escaped me and then as if a spell was broken, I toppled off him and was thrown over the side of his desk. I fell with loud thud!
“Sage! Wake up! This isn’t the time to be ogling the boss in your dreams!”
I was on the floor sprawled out in front of Ronnie, my cubicle mate (sometimes) and best friend. She sank back in her chair and it dipped swiftly as she laughed at me.
I couldn’t help but laugh at myself, but the memories of the brief reverie were so vivid that I barely got out a chuckle.
Goose bumps swept across my skin and I shivered a little at the thought… I sighed, pushing myself up onto my knees and slowly got to my feet, dusting off the debris.
I sat in my chair giving Ronnie a pat on the shoulders to calm her infectious laughter.
I tried to get myself together for the meeting we were going to have with him… I slightly drooled over the thought.
A sigh escaped me and Ronnie got a whiff that I was still lost in my mind.
“Ouch!” she smacked me on the back of the head with the clipboard that had the notes for the presentation.
I punched her shoulders half expecting it to hurt.
We rustled up the rest of our notes and strode to the end of the row of white cubicles that tiled the entire area. The office that our managers and supervisors usually kept the meetings was on the 19th floor of the 20 storey building.
At the end of our cubicles was the hall to the 4 elevators, Ronnie and I moved from blue carpeting to tiled marbled flooring that echoed our footsteps of our 4 inch heels. When we got to the lift I punched the arrow pointing up and waited for lift to arrive at the 11th floor where we were on.
Trepidation and a bit of excitement washed over me as we stepped into the lift.
We punched the number 19 that lit up in red under my index finger.
I checked myself cautiously in the reflective walls; pushing my long black hair behind my ears, straightening my baby pink blouse and opening the second button from my neck to expose a tiny peep hole for some cleavage (that I barely had).
My hands smoothed the creases in the close- fitted, knee length, pastel green skirt that I wore and I positioned the slit at the back to be centered. The thigh-high panty hose were a perfect pitch black with nothing bunching or torn (I guess the garter helps). They matched my black 4 inch heels, Swatch leather watch and thin belt around my waist.
The elevator ride seemed to last forever, I began pacing the 44″ x 60″ floor space –with 96″ interior cab height(at least that’s what the tiny piece of paper in the corner said)with incredulous black eyes watching me. Click. Click. Click. Smack!
Oouuch! “What was that for?” I asked.
“You’re doing it again!” Ronnie shouted. “Damn girl you’ve got it bad. I only wished he felt the same way.”
I made a face.
The elevators then came to a screeching halt, which had my heart racing again. The glass doors swung open and there he was, our boss, in a charcoal black suit, fitted to hug every inch of his bulging muscles, his hands were in his pockets, tightening the cloth around his manhood smartly. He had on black, leather dress shoes that shun to perfection, his jacket swung open and his hair was… well wasn’t there anymore. He had cut it! He had cut his untamable brown hair off!
This was a new look that I loved. It fit him well by highlighting his features greatly.
He was definitely all man, with that chiseled face, square jaw and hooded, almond-shaped eyes. His lips were full and even.
I was definitely dumb-struck and hell-bound, crushing immensely on my boss. But who wouldn’t?
He was a Greek god and I loved it.
I went completely still and, “fuck!” was all I could say.
An elbow connected wickedly to my ribs bringing me back to reality and the fact that I just bellowed an expletive in front of my BOSS! Shit!
My cheeks reddened, my palms began to sweat, as he arched an inquiring eyebrow my way and the slightest flicker of a smile ran across his lips, but disappeared in a flash.
My entire body went weak at the sexy sight. I went completely red and hot. I felt damp between my legs, then quickly looked down on my hands that were fumbling in front of me.
Gosh I was embarrassed and all he could say was, “Miss Beauchamp, Miss Sauvignon” In the most lascivious, deep voice I’ve ever heard. I began drooling once more and between my legs could be classed as a deep swimming pool. I could feel the fluids running a bit down my inner thighs and the stockings trying to absorb as much of the feelings as possible.
This got me wondering though, if I reacted this much to his voice, what would happen if he had actually touched me?
I took a deep, shaky breath to clear my mind of these raging pheromones and thoughts.
It seemed to help, but there was just one problem I inhaled his delicious scent. He smelt of wine and some expensively exotic cologne.
I opened my chestnut coloured eyes to see him watching me tentatively, until he stepped in the elevator to one side and said, “The meeting will be held on the 20th floor and Miss Sauvignon I would like a word with you after.”
My stomach dropped immediately, but somehow I found my composure to hold my head up and with a confident “yes sir.” I braced myself for the worst.


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