Caught Crossing the Line (5 page)

She cried out, but the sound was muffled by my mouth, catching her sobs. I pushed up to look at her. “Sophia, it’s over. You’re mine, babe. Fucking mine, only mine.” I kissed her again before I started to move my hips. I knew that shit hurt by the tears in her eyes, but there was nothing for it.

I groaned as I felt her tightness choke my cock. It throbbed intensely, and I thought I’d come right then and there, but she loosened her hold for just a second sparing me from coming too soon.

Every inch of her walls were fighting me in a battle for control, but I wasn’t going to cave. I started stroking in and out of her tight pussy, feeling each ridge.

“Caleb, yes, mmm…” she sighed, her hands moving all over my back, clawing at me.

“Harder?” I asked huskily.

“Yes,” she purred.

I thrust into her a little stronger, causing her breasts to rub against my chest. Our light sweat building as our bodies created more dirty heat.

My hand gripped her hair and tugged her head back while my other hand cupped her ass and squeezed her round bottom. The feel of her soft supple flesh owned by my strong hands gave me a rush of unadulterated lust and power.

“You’re mine, Sophia. Say it, sweetheart. Say you’re mine,” I growled as I bit down on her ear while still holding on tightly.

“I’m yours, Caleb!” she shouted as her body started to come, suddenly. There was no way to avoid the onslaught of her beauty as she came, pushing my orgasm out of me and filling her with my cum.

“Mine!” I roared as I fucked all my juice into her. 

Looking into her flushed and satisfied face, I groaned. My dick was in no way done with her even though I just offloaded into her. Her walls were still convulsing, or she was just figuring out that I wasn’t finished with her, but either way, she was going to get my dick again.

“I’m not done with you,” I said hungrily, satisfied but not sated.

Her eyes darkened as she raised a brow, “I’m not done with you, either. You fucked up, Caleb.”

“How did I do that, Sophia?” I could see it was a very wonderful fuck up and I could definitely feel it as she intentionally squeezed my cock.

“It was so freaking wonderful that I may have gotten addicted.”

“That’s not a fuck up as far as I’m concerned. I just hit the fucking jackpot, babe.”

I reached for her mouth with mine, kissing her passionately while giving her subtle little jabs against her womb. Each little thrust rubbed her clit, fucking with her senses. “Let the games begin, sweetheart.”

This round was much faster as she got used to the size of me. She was so greedy that she started to fuck her hips up into me, trying to buck me off her. My mind went straight to flipping her over, so I did.

“Lift up on your knees, babe,” I ordered and she did as she was told, parting them for me. “Bosses like when their employees take the initiative without having to be told.”

“You know how bad I want to keep my position,” she huskily tormented me as she turned her head to look at me with naughty intention in those sexy eyes of hers.

“Keep up the good work, Miss Rinaldi,” I praised her teasingly while swallowing the lump building in my throat. This moment wasn’t supposed to be romantic, but fuck, my heart was pounding harder than I could imagine.

I closed my eyes to absorb the emotions ready to pour out of me. I opened them to look down on her smooth ass. Damn, it was super sexy. I knew that I needed to claim her ass next time. I didn’t do anal because something about it weirded me out, but with her, I wanted to own all her holes. It would have to be another night because I already tore apart her pussy.

I reached one of my hands around to her throat, caressing her before I slipped my thumb into her mouth. “Suck,” I commanded.

She sucked hard on my digit while her pussy juiced with my words.

“You want to suck me, don’t you? Don’t stop, just nod.” She nodded her head and purred as my dick slid deep into and out of her. She cried out and bit down lightly as I seduced a third orgasm out of her, and her sweet sounds tingled my balls, sending me for my second orgasm. Fuck. I started pumping hard into her as I held her throat and gripped her ass, rough riding her.

“Damn it, Sophia. I hope I wasn’t too brutal on you, but your pussy is a hazard to my common sense.”

“No, it wasn’t,” she sighed as she let her elbows relax and her face hit the pillow. I dropped my head to the side of hers, but I refused to pull out. Something about keeping my seed deep in her seemed important.

“I’m sleepy now,” she mumbled through the pillow.

“Let’s sleep then, Sophia.” I regretfully pulled out of her then rolled to the side.

“Excuse me,” she said as she got up and went into the bathroom, grabbing her clothes on the way.

She came back into the room almost naked. Her blouse and panties were on her still but nothing else. I could see that her dusky nipples were hard through the blouse.

“You’re so beautiful, my Sophia. Come back to bed,” I uttered as I sat up to stare at her. She blushed but still climbed into bed next to me. She yawned as I tucked us down into the bed and held her tight against me.

She looked so beautiful asleep, but I needed to get her up so we could get ready for work. “Sweetheart…Sophia, love. You need to wake up. It’s time to get ready for work,” I said as I started to lightly shake her shoulder. She grumbled and harrumphed and rolled to her side.

“Sophia, if you want to stay here, that works for me, but I’m going to have to tell the office about us,” I warned. I knew she was concerned about her image a work.

“Damn you. I was having the most amazing dream of the hottest man ever, and he was doing such naughty things to me that I could still feel it,” she grumbled as she sat up grumpily in the bed.

“No, babe. That wasn’t a dream. I worshipped, owned, and satisfied your body all night long,” I said confidently.

“Lord, you’re never going to let it go that I came so many times, are you?”

“No. I’m going to make it happen often, so I can let this one go.”

“You’re already dressed? I’m running really late, aren’t I?” She panicked and jumped off the bed buck-ass naked, running to her bag.

She started toward the bathroom in a hurry and hid behind the doorway, when I added, “Babe, calm down. I got up early to get ready. I knew if we showered together we’d be really late. So, I showered first. We have an hour before we have to go.”

“You’re clothes are being pressed by the building staff, which should be ready when you get out of the shower. I’m going to make us some breakfast,” I said.

“Really? Is this protocol? Sex, shower, and then you make breakfast?”

“Well, I haven’t had sex since I moved here, but before that no. You’re the only woman I’ve ever spent the night with. I’m a busy, hardworking lawyer. I haven’t had a girlfriend since I was in my first year of college and even then, I never did let her spend the night in my dorm. I was a very serious student.” 

“Obviously, since you’ve become a partner at such a young age.”

“Well, will scrambled eggs in a wrap work for you?”

“Sure, that sounds delicious; I’m starving. Somebody worked me out really hard last night,” she bemoaned while rubbing her belly.

“I guess I’m going to have to feed you a lot more because I plan to work you out as often as I can. Get your sexy, naked ass in the shower. Jackson went out of town for the next week so I need to hold down the office.” I thought about all the drama Jackson was going through and understood his urge to get Elizabeth tied to him as soon as possible. Hell, Laney was after me too. She’d had one of her hookers call me to offer her services and that of her little sister. I was pissed because I didn’t want anyone to fuck up my relationship with Sophia.

“I’m hurrying,” she shouted as she scurried off into the bathroom.

I ran down my stairs and started breakfast for my fiancée. Damn, the sound of it was too fucking wonderful. The woman changed me with one look. I thought about last night. It was the best sex I’d ever had. I knew it was because my feelings were involved.

I’d just finished our breakfast when I heard the Penthouse elevator door chime. Just as I walked to it, I heard the steps. God help me if she decided to walk to the elevator in a towel. The young guy who arrived with the clothes took a quick look around my shoulder and I heard the running footsteps behind me. Damn it. I was going to have to spank her pretty, little ass.

“Get lost little shit. She’s not for your viewing pleasure,” I growled at the twenty-year-old ass.

“Um. Yes, sorry, sir. I swear I didn’t see anything,” he stuttered and rushed back down the elevator. I loved the idea of an open apartment, but since Sophia was now going to live here, there was going to be a door put at the beginning of the foyer.

“Dearest, where are you?”

“Over in the kitchen,” she called out. Suddenly, the image of her being spread across my breakfast nook open for my feasting played in my mind.

“Do you mind telling me what possessed you to walk by the open elevator in just a towel,” I asked jealously.

“I had no idea where I was going. It wasn’t like you gave me a tour. How was I supposed to find the kitchen?”

“You may have a point Miss Rinaldi, but I still don’t like when some little punk kid gets a look at my wife.”

“I was covered. You have enormous towels that conceal me, so nothing was showing. Stop being so combative. I’m hungry and thanks to you, very sore.”

“Well, I’m taking care of the first thing, but I’m sorry the second one doesn’t seem to be possible to fix at the present moment. Here are your clothes. Finish, then get dressed. I’m going to be in my study here, just down through that hallway on your right. Hope you like it.” I kissed her hard. That wasn’t the brightest thing to do when I wanted her so damn intensely.

I walked swiftly away and into my personal study, leaned against the closed door and let out a deep breath. She messed with my equilibrium, common sense, and possessed my heart. I pushed off the door and took a seat in my favorite chair. I had a full caseload, but I knew that I would need to knock off some of them this week if I was going to spend more time with my woman.

Jackson had already left with Elizabeth yesterday, so my plate was full. I hated to admit it, but I needed to focus on my work and not on my woman for the time being. By the time twenty minutes had passed, I had worked my ass off writing up a proposal for an out of court settlement. All that mattered now was getting both parties to agree to it. My client would easily go with my opinion, but it was his claimant that might not bite.

Sophia knocked on the door just as I was packing my briefcase. “Come in, babe.”

She walked in looking like a fucking naughty secretary. My mind went into full fucking mode. “Babe, you’re wearing that to work?”

“Yeah, why?”

“It’s too fucking sexy. I didn’t realize how hot you’d look in it when I pulled it out of your bag.”

“It’s not that revealing. It’s extremely modest.”

“Modest! I don’t like you looking so damn hot in the office, but I know I can’t have you looking like a bag lady, so I’ll just have to take it out on your cooch later.”

“Well, I have a meeting with my first client today.”

“Female or male?”

“What does it matter?”

“Female or male?”

“You’re being ridiculous. You’re the one who assigned the case to me.”

“So male. I’ll be in there with you.”

“Now that’s crazy.”

“Why? You’re new and I’m your boss.”

“No, you’re my boyfriend and undermining me.”

“Wrong. I’m your fiancé and your boss. I’m not undermining; I’m just looking out for my woman. You’ll have full control of the meeting. I just don’t want some guy staring down your cleavage.”

She just rolled her eyes at me and asked, “Are you ready, Mr. James?”

“Mr. James?” I asked.

“Is that not your name?” she replied.

“You know damn well in the office we use each other’s first names.”

“Well, it’s more formal, and I don’t need them thinking that our relationship is more than just a working one. I’ve dealt with that mess in Chicago, but this time it’s true, so please treat me as just another employee.”

“Everyone will know soon, but I’ll try.”

We drove to the office and she held onto the attitude. I wasn’t trying to be a dick, but for some reason I was blatantly jealous.

“Babe, I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to make you upset.”

“It’s not your fault. I fell for my boss.”

“Tell me you’re talking about me,” I teased.

“You know damn well I wasn’t sleeping with Hoyt. You learned that last night.”

“I knew you didn’t sleep with him before that. I believed you from the start. Or at least that was what I was thinking.”

“What if I hadn’t been a virgin?”

“It wouldn’t change my opinion. I defended you to my brother yesterday on the issue. He didn’t know if it was true or not, but he wanted to make sure I didn’t get screwed over. I assured him I believed you, wholeheartedly.”

“Thanks for having faith.”

“Honey, I’m a lawyer and a damn good one. I can tell when someone is lying to me. From the eye movements and body language, you were being honest.” I grabbed her hand, gave it a squeeze and a kiss before we pulled into the parking garage.

“If our relationship comes out, it isn’t going to matter. I’ll fire the whole damn staff before I let anything mess with us.”

“Thank you, Caleb.”

“No, thank you. Come, I’ve got a very busy schedule. What time is your meeting?”

“It’s at eleven.”

“Damn, I’m in court until about eleven, depending on how long it takes.”

“Well then, I guess you’ll miss it. Pity.”

“Don’t be a little shit.”

“I’ll behave.”

“I’m not worried about you. I just don’t like men around you. Besides one or two men, every other man has gone full-stop perverted when you’re around.”

I let her go up so that no one would know we were together, but since there was security everywhere, they would have spotted us entering the garage. I shook my head at her request. It wasn’t going to last long, especially once I catch any one of my staff talking to her in anything other than a professional manner.

Once I got to my office, Malcolm was waiting for me.

“What now?”

“Nothing terrible. But until you saw me you were grinning, so I’d like some answers.”

“One thing I have to say is that she is completely mine, and I’m not going to let her go.”

“What if she’s playing you?”

“She isn’t.”

“You can’t be sure.”

“Listen, I’m going to say this to you and if it gets out, I choke the shit out of you.”

“Okay,” Malcolm interrupted.

“Sophia was a virgin.”

“Bullshit!”

“You can say bullshit all you want. I know the truth and so do my ruined sheets.”

“Damn, so it was a lie?”

“Yeah, it was. A jealous rumor. I looked at her cases before she sat down for her interview, and she was too busy working hard to be fooling around. I want to pop the fuck in the face for starting the rumor. She seems upset by our relationship because of it. Sophia wants to keep us a secret.”

“That’s not going to work out. The way you look at her makes it clear she’s yours. Kristen implied it was like you were undressing her. If I were you, I’d just come out as a couple.”

“I need to talk to Jackson about it. He’s my best friend and she’s our employee.”

“I don’t think he’s got shit to say since he picked a barely legal fiancée. Kristen’s busy making all the arrangements.”

“She must be going insane with all that on top of everything else.”

“Hell no, she isn’t. She loves this stuff. Remember when she just started, and I refused to let her out of my sight. She still managed everyday tasks and then some, even with me stalking her.”

“Yeah, you were fucking nuts when it came to her. I thought it was just a one night stand, but you fell for her fast.”

“I knew it wasn’t, but I didn’t get a chance to make it right before she ran out of my life. I didn’t know she’d show up two months later. I still don’t know what actually made her apply for a job she really wasn’t qualified for—on paper—but I wasn’t going to let the chance slip by again.”

“Well, that’s the way I feel about Sophia.”

“I knew it, bro, it’s her I wasn’t sure about. But if she was innocent, then you lucked out.”

“There’s no if.”

“Then when I see her, I’ll apologize.”

“Don’t tell her I told you about the whole virginity thing. She’d probably murder me.”

“Don’t freak out. I’m not that uncouth. But I do have to say, I like it a hell of a lot more knowing she wasn’t playing you. Giving up the ‘V’ was a big step.”

“Tell me about it. I fucking freaked out when she told me. I had to get out of the car and think. My dick was so hard and I knew that she deserved more than a fast, horny fucking.”

“She told you before? Lucky. I got a fucking surprise.”

“Hell, it was still a surprise to hear it.” Just then someone knocked on the door.

“Come in,” I called out.

Kristen walked into the office. “I need to run a few errands for the boss man, so I’m going to miss our meeting. Do you want to have Jackson’s assistant in with you or you could have Sophia?”

“No, she has a meeting at eleven, so she can’t. I’ll take his assistant.”

“Okay, I’ll tell her.”

I wanted to talk to Sophia, but I got stuck on a call right before Claire walked into my office. I thought she was way too flirty with us, but I didn’t think anyone else noticed, until later that afternoon when I got back from the meeting and court.

I knocked on Sophia’s office door since she had her head down looking at her file. “I’m busy. Come back later.”

“Too busy for me?” I murmured, thinking she didn’t know who stopped at her door, but she did.

“Yes, too busy for you. I’m too busy for you from now on. Please leave.” I heard the slight crack in her voice. She sounded like she was going to cry. Concerned, I stepped into her office and closed the door, locking it.