Chapter Eleven

Chapter Eleven

The plan-pt2

~Raven~

It looked like I really had to instigate this plan much sooner than I had hoped. For both of our sakes, but most importantly, for my own. I couldn't believe the nerve of this guy. I couldn't believe that he had gone as far as lifting me from my bed and going as far as carrying me to his office.

After our rendezvous night, I had of course, as expected, passed out from exhaustion. I had expected him to return to his house later that night, but unfortunately, he hadn't. And now I had been caught up in this situation. . . I didn't even have the right name to call it.

However, the culprit to be blamed for all this wasn't even remorseful in the least. Ethan was currently buried between my legs, too preoccupied to care.

"Ethan. . ." I couldn't help but cry out. His tongue was swirling inside my vagina walls, while his fingers rubbed my clit. He hit a particular spot, and I felt my body vibrate with pleasure. My eyes rolled back, and my fingers clutched his hair, pulling him closer, wanting him deeper inside me.

Only after I came, did he unzip his pants and slip inside me. We both simultaneously groaned, enjoying the pleasure. After a while, I was crying out again, my worries about being heard long forgotten.

I only came to my senses after the wave of pleasure had worn off. I buried my red face in his chest, hitting hi. half heartedly, a way to hide my embarrassment. "Someone could have walked in on us. "

"Not if they want to get fired and then blacklisted from every getting another job." He simply said, patting my hair gently. I breathed him, taking in his natural scent that was mixed with his cologne. It was so addictive, the cinnamon musk that filled my nose.

After I had my fill, I pulled away from him. Looking up, at him, I wondered how long I had been asleep. I needed to get ready for work. "What time is it? "

He glanced at his watch. "Just 10 minutes to 9'oclock."

I scrambled off his desk, unable to believe how careless I had been. I had roughly an hour to get ready, and it would take me at least thirty minutes to get back to my apartment. I scrambled for my clothes, then realized I only had a large night shirt and some lace panties that were lying somewhere on Ethan's floor.

This was mortifying. How was I going to get the hell out of here? I turned to the cause of all this, my anger intensifying much earlier than before.

"What? " The culprit asked, looking a little too innocent. I'm sure he was doing this on purpose.

"I'm going to be late, because of you. " I scrambled around the place, grabbing my blankets. It was the only way I felt useful about the situation. Suddenly, the door to his office unlocked, and I scrambled under his desk.

There's no way I was going to let anyone see me like this, especially after all the love bites and marks he had left on my skin.

"Wife, there's no need to hide. It's just Betty."

"Hi, Betty. " I peeked over the table, squeaking out my greeting. The old woman smiled sweetly. "Hi there sweetheart. It's been a really long time since I saw you. What are you doing under there? Come over here. "

"No.i can't"

Ethan took over the conversation. "Betty, take my card and get her some clothes. She needs to get ready for work. "

"No. That's completely unnecessary. Just something casual, and a really big hoodie and sunglasses. I'll take a shower here and then head home and change. "

"Are you sure?

"Yeah. That's enough. "

As I used Ethan's bathroom, Betty returned with the clothes. I dried off as fast as I could and then wore the new clothes. Using Ethan's private elevator, I snuck out of the building, Ethan accompanying me. I was so embarassed that he had snuck me inside while I had no clothes on.

No matter how I looked at it, there was no way I was going to survive this humiliation. Ethan tried to make his way inside the car with me, but I resisted, pushing him away. "Don't even think about it. "

He looked like he wanted to protest, but when I narrowed my eyes at him, he shut up real quick. He instructed the driver to make sure I was safe, and to get me to work on time. As if that was going to get him in my good graces.

No matter how you looked at it, I was still late. There was so much to do as I got ready, I knew I'd end up later. It didn't matter how fast I was. Thankfully, I clocked in only ten minutes past the time I was supposed to get there.

Olga, and the others were surprised. This had been a first for me, considering I was always the one to get here. Olga being her sweet self, pulled me aside after everyone else had returned to their respective cubicles and work posts.

"Is everything okay? I was really surprised when you called me this morning to cover for you. I hope nothing's wrong. "

I smiled at the petite womanwoman, and watched as her slightly furrowed brows uncurled. "I'm fine. I just happened to wake up late and get caught up in my own head. "

"That's unusual. " She said, her lips pouting before she smiled again. " But I guess that happens even to the best of us. Anyway, that screeching Banshee made it here earlier than we had expected. Good luck in there. "

I swallowed. Now that was a surprise I hadn't expected. If Griselda was already here, then that only meant was really in for it.

"Yikes."

"I know. "

"Yeah. Anyway, wish me good luck. "

With a thumbs up my way, I approached Miss Griselda's office, like a lamb walking to slaughter. I had never really been late, since it was the first thing she had warned about. Looks like I had gone and done it. After a double knock on her door, she let me in.

"Good morning. "

"Why are you late? "

"I was caught up with a few things in my personal life. I promise no such thing will happen again. "

She studied me over her glasses, and I could feel my heart palpitate one mile a minute with the stretching silence. Finally, she leaned forward, going back to her work.

"I'll let you off this time with a warning. The same mistake will not be tolerated next time. "

"Thank you, madam. " I said, feeling the relief suddenly flood my body. I reached for her empty coffee cup, going ahead to refill it for her, but she waved me away. "There's no need. "

I stepped out her office like I had been pardoned from a death sentence. It felt like I had survived one. I sat at my desk, and immediately, Olga came to check on me. "I really hope you haven't come back to pack your things? I don't think I can handle you leaving. "

"Fortunately, that won't be happening. "

"Ohhh.Thank God. "

I watched as her shoulders slumped with relief, just like mine had earlier. She had me do a run down for what had happened earlier in the office and after that, we both returned to our work.

By the time seven o'clock rolled around, I clocked out of work. I made my to the parking lot, and surprise surprise, Ethan's driver was waiting outside. Thankfully, no one was here which meant I had no worries about running into anyone.

I rolled my eyes as soon as he opened the door for me, but got inside nevertheless. I knew how much of a headache Ethan would be if he found out I refused to take the car. As soon as I got inside, my phone screen lit up with s message. Apparently, he was checking if I was done with work.

After the rather tense day I experienced, I decided to give him a piece of my mind. Satisfied, I sent the voice note. Maybe that would keep him away for a while. But boy how wrong I was.

"Go away." I said as soon as I spotted him waiting in my apartment block's parking lot. "I'm so tired and it's all because of you. "

"Baby, please listen." He began, following after me when I walked past him. "At least you enjoyed it right? The both of us were willing participants."

I whirled around, glaring at him. The nerve of this man. He tried to look remorseful, but his mask slipped and his stupid handsome smile broke through. I turned again, this time speeding ahead.

"Look, I'm sorry. "

I ignored him.

"Baby, " I almost caved at the pet name, but kept walking ahead. He did catch up to me, holding my hand and stopping me in my tracks. "Stop for a second. Just give me five minutes, hmmm? "

I thought about it, deciding it was best if I have him a chance to listen. "Two minutes. "

"Two minutes is good. How about you tell me what you want? I'm willing to do anything. Just tell me, and I'll do it. "

I looked up to him, wary that he had left himself open like that. Suddenly recalling what Nicole and I had talked about, I decided this was the best opportunity to instill my plan. I, however, wasn't sure about him, so I narrowed my eyes at him. Testing the waters, I asked. "Anything? "

"Yes. Anything, you want. You just have to tell me and I'll do it. "

"Let's see. First of all, I want you to woo me. And by that, I mean I want you to take me out on a date. Not just one date. Lots and lots of dates."

He nodded, completely agreeing with me. I had a hard time believing it was real, but I was going to take advantage of it nevertheless. " And secondly, you're not allowed to touch me, aside from hand holding and kisses."

"Wife, anything but that. "

As I had expected, he protested as soon as I finished my terms.

"You're the one who said you'd do anything I wanted, and that's exactly what I want. "

"I know. "

"Alright." He finally conceded. "I accept your conditions. But how long will it be till I can touch you again? "

By this time, we had already reached my apartment. Unlocking the door, I answered, "We'll see. For now, I'm gonna have to ask you to leave me alone. Bye, baby. I'll see you on that date. "

With that, I slammed the door in his face. Hopefully, he'd take the hint, and leave me to rest. But deep down, I wondered if he would really take me on that date. How far was I going to push him in order to win his affection.

And would that even work, or would end up driving him away forever?