in his face. I wish I knew this before my emotions came into play.
“What are you doing here?”
“I’ve been calling you all day. You’ve not once returned my calls.”
Ayana looked Atticus up and down as she threw her hand on her hip.
“Babe, you know I’ve been in meetings all day. This is not a good time for you to be here.”
She peeped around him and tuned him out to eyeball the women at the conference table. The make-believe talking clued her in that they were trying to listen in. Her focus returned to Atticus. She felt like she had to shut this operation down to find out what she needed to know.
Leaning in closer to his ear, Ayana made her demands. “I want to be with you now. You have been operating above and beyond the call of duty. I want some of your time for me, right now!”
Atticus tightened his jaw line. “Ayana, that’s not possible! I’m in the middle of a meeting.”
She grabbed the sleeve of his suite jacket and gave it a discreet yank.
“Yes it is, when you’re the CFO. Don’t you remember us making love in this very office? I’m horny right now.”
The tone of their conversation was very low and intense. He clinched his fist to his side.
“No!”
That’s an unacceptable answer for me, Atticus!
“Then I’ll leave. I want more of your time and I will not allow myself to feel like I come second to them. We barely make love anymore. You know I’m a professional with a career too, but I always make time for you. If I leave this office, I can’t tell you if I’ll ever be available for you again.”
Atticus kept silent.
Oh my god, he didn’t respond. He doesn’t care if I leave. I guess that says it all for me.
Ayana spun on her heel to leave. He caught her arm with a tight grip to prevent her from going any further.
In a deep tone he gave her a command. “Wait…Have a seat”
She walked over to a sofa and unbuttoned the jacket of her two-piece suite. Ayana looked into her pocketbook to look nonchalant, saw the literature from the clinic and slammed it shut again. Her stomach felt jittery because she was not really sure of what Atticus was about to say to her. An intense argument was about to fill that office room for certain, she knew it, especially when he concluded the meeting.
Ayana heard the door close and lock. Before she could look up, Atticus was standing over her. He snatched her up against his chest, and planted a hard kiss on her lips. His grasp on her was sealed. She couldn’t break free, neither did he allow her to catch her breath. He moved to her neck, licking and sucking every inch of it to taunt her, knowing it was her hot spot.
Atticus growled in a graveling voice. “Is this what you wanted?!”
Not being able to catch her breath, Ayana moaned. “Mm…mm…wait…Atty!”
Oh my god, what is he doing to me. My panties are soaked. But is he mad, or is he enjoying this? All I know is that it feels so damn good. I don’t want him to stop.
“No! You wanted my attention, now you have! But let’s make something clear. You don’t get to make demands and you don’t run my office! You don’t work here, Ayana. Do you understand me?! This is not a court room!”
“No, Atticus. I won’t take the backseat to anything or anyone! You either want me or you don’t, and that means making time for me, for us!”
He picked her up and laid her on the long sofa. He unbuttoned her blouse and pulled out her breasts to devour her nipples.
“Oooh, babe, you’re going to make me go crazy. That feels so good, but be gentle they feel a little tender.”
“Mm, I love to hear you whine. You don’t have to hold it in, just enjoy it.”
“Atty, what are we?”
Atticus reached under her skirt and snatched her panties off, raised her skirt up, and dove between her legs using his tongue to vigorously massage her bud. Ayana didn’t realize that her pregnancy was increasing her sexual drive.
“Babe, please, don’t keep