Office Diaries - Chapter 77

He woke up with a nice, warm body next to him. Opening his almond eyes, Liam shifted on his right and was surprised to see a brown head resting against his ċhėst. He then only felt an arm draped around his middle and a leg rested over his. His eyes widening, he tried to recall where he was and who he was with, and then his face turned red as he did.

Marian. He was at Marian’s house, in her room, gloriously sated in her bed.

Last night…

Last night was indescribable.

Hell yeah.

Who would have thought that his prim and proper personal ȧssistant could be very wild and utterly sėxy in the bedroom? Well, she was, and it was…awesome.

At first, he had been too surprised. He had tried all his might to stop her from ravishing him, but then, of course, he was only protesting halfheartedly, and in the end, let himself be ravished. Closing his eyes, he remembered how she pulled him from the door and pushed him so hard that he toppled on the bed with his legs up in the air, his clothes flying everywhere right after.

For a while, he really wanted to stick into his principles and so he tried to struggle, but she had straddled him, kissing him senseless until he didn’t mind whatever happened next. Thinking about that now, he was thoroughly relieved but at the same time worried. She was so wasted last night and he was sure it’s her first time mȧkɨnġ ŀȯvė too— which was a surprise considering based on her resume, she grew up in a more liberated country.

“Hmmmnnnn…”

The soft whimpers made the young president open his eyes and turned to his right in time to see his PA frown in her slumber and then moved. She snuggled closer to the crook of his shoulder with and her breath fanned his armpit hair, tickling him.

With a smile on his face, he shifted on the bed so he could her sleeping face completely.

Beautiful.

Even when he had first seen her, he had already noticed her undeniable good looks. But it was only now that he’s able to really look at her to his heart’s content. He had been too shy to stare at her face up close before after all, ergo, he made sure that he was doing something else when he’s talking to her.

“Hmmmmnnnnph,” she mumbled in her sleep again and he couldn’t resist reaching out and flicking her cute nose.

The PA frowned as she scrunched her nose, pouting as she did and the president’s smile widened as he leaned over to plant a kiss on those pair of red lips. His action made Marian sigh in contentment, shifting again in her sleep and settling her hand on his shoulder. She pulled him closer and then wrapped her arm around his waist before snuggling her face against his neck. While she moved, he held his breath.

When she pulled him close to her body, he felt unfathomable warmth in his ċhėst and buŧŧerflies in his stomach. If he was in doubt about his feelings for this beautiful creature before, all of those had been wiped away by now. Liam Kang was truly, madly, and deeply in love.

Glancing at the clock nearby told him the time and Liam breathed in with regret. It was still early in the morning and yet he knew if he didn’t move now, he wouldn’t be able to do the many things he had to do before the gala. Staring at her sleeping form one last time, he shifted on the bed and gently transferred his PA’s head from his shoulder to the pillow. His bold gaze then raked over the other’s nȧkėdness and noted the marks he had given her the night before and he felt smug, his possessive nature satisfied seeing the love marks on her body.

Liam knew his body would be filled with love marks too considering how she had been wild the night before. She clawed at his back as he penetrated her, and bit his neck and shoulder while she rode him like there’s no tomorrow.

The first three times they made love had been intense – very intense, verging on the rough side. Well, it was definitely because of the alcohol and aphrodisiac that made her that way. But the other times they made love after that had been gentle, and they did it with her lying beneath him, whimpering, mȯȧning her pŀėȧsurė.

Yep, counting the times their bodies united, he thought they had three gentle ones too— well before she collapsed from her drunkenness and fatigue.

Letting out another sigh, he eased himself up from the bed and slowly stood up and marched towards the adjoining shower in all his nȧkėd glory. He then walked out of it several minutes after, freshly showered and smelt like Marian’s soap. He eyed his crumpled clothing on the floor and sighed.

After a moment of debate, he approached Marian’s closet and picked the biggest and unisex shirt he could find and wore it without thinking. As for his pants, he had to make do with his crumpled ones. Afterwards, the young businessman eyed the sleeping woman on the bed and smiled gently. Marian must be feeling uncomfortable. Having decided that, he marched back towards the bathroom and came out with a basin and clean towels and used them to clean her body, wiping her free of sweat and their love juice.

He was really on the sloppy side in nature but he tried his best to put her room back in order. He even put the living room in order too before he decided it was time to leave. Going back to her room, he planted one last kiss on her lips and left.

====

She was having the most deliciously weird and wild dream ever.

She dreamt of a pair of hands working their wonders on her body, exploring, enticing, and ċȧrėssing her in the most intimate of places that even she hadn’t thought existed. Opening her eyes, she met a pair of almond ones— ŀust-filled ones beneath her, telling her that he was not the only one teetering at the edge of sanity as her pair of ivory smooth legs wrapped around the man’s hɨps. She rocked her body against him, riding him, impaling the huge bulbous shaft deeper within her as she balanced herself by pushing at his ċhėst.

She dreamt of crying out her pŀėȧsurė in every touch, in every kiss. She dreamt of a gentle face, with those pair of gentle almond eyes watching her expressions as she screamed her release, her own eyes focusing on those plump lips of her lover’s with that endearing mole above it. The feelings all felt so real – so vivid that even as she opened her eyes, the face of her dream lover swam in her consciousness.

Liam Kang in bed with her sure was truly awesome.

Wait! What?

As if hearing loud car brakes, screeching into a halt in her mind, Marian James sat up on the bed and blinked several times as she came fully awake. The details of her wet dream came flooding back and her face reddened.

EH?

Feeling totally embarrassed with herself in her own dream, she grabbed a pillow and buried her heated face there, her heart beating loudly against his ċhėst. Remembering what she did and how shameless she was, she was totally ashamed of herself, she wanted to die. It was a good thing that it was only a dream. If not, she would never ever have the nerve to go to work. Hell, she’s not even sure if she could look at her handsome boss without the memories of her wet dream flooding her brain.

It would be bad for business. Totally bad.

Having decided that, she shook her head, clearing her thoughts as she shifted on the bed, ready to stand and stopped as pain sliced through her system and she flinched. Only then did she realize that she was having the grandfather of all aches and she frowned, trying to recall what she did the night before.

Try as she might, however, the vivid images of her dream always came to her as if they were really part of her evening and she frowned. She mentally kicked those memories away and concentrated on the little recollection she had when she left the office yesterday.

Oh…

And I got sloshed.

She remembered being queasy and drunk and she remembered eating chocolates and having a stomachache.

Ah, that’s why…

She now knew why her body hurt so much most especially her forbidden part. She thought hard as she stood up and grabbed the edge of the table when her feet suddenly wobbled; her nether region throbbed painfully as she stood.

Oh my God, she muttered as she steadied herself and tried to move slowly.

She came to the conclusion that she might be having cramps from impeding LBM, loose bowel movement due to the mixed alcohol and milky chocolates she devoured the night before.

That’s it. There was no other explanation for his weird lower abdominal pain, right? Or she’d be having her period soon too, that’s why it’s painful.

Uuurghhh…

Her face crumpled as she trudged towards the comfort room, all the while wishing that she had stock on medicine. At times like this one, she’s not fond of being born a woman. Not at all.