The Deal Maker chapter 9

 The Deal Maker

Chapter 9

She didn't shy away, didn't hesitate. She knew about my past and yet she gave herself to me completely, and I loved it.

She moaned into my mouth, her fingers tangling in my hair as I backed her against the glass wall of the elevator. My hands roamed over her lovely breasts, exploring every curve of her body, every inch of skin I could reach. She gasped as my lips trailed down her neck, leaving a trail of kisses in their wake while she wiggled her cast between my legs.

"Oh god" she whispered, her voice trembling, and I could feel her heart racing just as fast as mine.

I didn't stop. My hands slipped under her dress, my fingers grazing the soft skin of her thighs at the top of her red cast before finding the edge of her lace thong. She shuddered, her body arching into mine as I slid my hand beneath the fabric, my fingers brushing against her vagina. She was so wet, so ready for me, and it drove me wild.

"Let me make you feel good," I murmured against her ear, my voice rough with desire.

Her head fell back against the glass as I touched her. My fingers moved slowly at first in and out of her, until she was gasping, her nails digging into my shoulders. I quickened my pace, feeling her body tense, her breaths growing shallow as she neared the edge of a first orgasm.

She moaned again, her voice breaking as she came undone, her body trembling against mine. I held her close with 2 fingers deep inside her, my lips pressing soft kisses to her neck as she rode out the waves of her pleasure.

When she finally stopped, her eyes fluttered open, and she looked up at me, her gaze filled with a mix of love and something deeper, something raw and real. "We need to talk," she whispered, her voice soft but steady.

"Talking is overrated," I replied, brushing a strand of hair from her face. My heart swelled with emotion, and for a moment, it was just us, no past, no elevator, no world outside, just Claire and me. I picked up her crutches, handing them to her as I reset the elevator. She stood, leaning lightly on them, her cheeks still flushed, her lips curved into that knowing smile.

"You're going to make navigating this office a lot harder," she teased, her eyes sparkling.

"I'll be there to help if you fall and break your other leg," I said, grinning.

The doors slid open, and we stepped out into the hallway, her crutches clicking softly against the polished floor. I kept close beside her, my hand resting lightly on her ass teasing her. She glanced at me, her smile warm, and I knew no matter what, I'd always be there for her. But... she was mine.

I couldn't take my eyes off her.

The way Claire moved on those crutches, yes she was graceful, controlled, but also dripping with raw sensuality that was impossible to ignore. My obsession with her, with the contrast of pure sexual attractions and legal danger she embodied, was becoming harder to contain. The way her red cast peeked through the slit of her dress, the way her hips swayed ever so slightly as she crutched forward, was driving me insane.

She had to know.

She paused, glancing over her shoulder with that teasing smile. "You're staring...again" she said.

"Well miss Claire wearing a black dress like yours makes it impossible not to."

Claire turned fully toward me, crossed her leg and cast adjusting on her crutches, her weight shifting. With one hand she made the dress slip slightly off her shoulder, revealing just a little more skin and lovely breasts, just enough to know it was totally intentional.

"Is that so? It's not because of my sexy red cast? Or my tight ass? Or My lovely breasts begging to be kissed and licked? hummm" she murmured, licking her lips.

I stepped closer, drawn in, I could smell her perfume now, something light but intoxicating, something that made my pulse quicken.

"You so fascinate me miss," I admitted, my voice rougher than I intended.

Claire tilted her head, her gaze sharp, calculating. "I wonder sir," she mused, her tone almost mocking, "do you like me, or is it the cast that turns you on?"

My breath caught. She was playing with me. Testing me. Pushing just enough to see how far I'd let her go. I took another step, closing the last bit of space between us. Her crutches barely kept us apart.

"Both," I murmured, reaching out to trail my fingers along the edge of her cast. The texture of it under my touch sent a thrill through me. "But right now? I can't tell where one obsession ends and the other begins."

She was sure she had all the power in this moment. And yet, I knew the possibilities. Claire could be a plant from a competitor, someone sent to get close to me for all the wrong reasons or worse an undercover agent.

But none of it mattered. Because right now? I wanted her so bad.

Later on that same night after everybody left at the office and I was in a meeting, Claire sat at her desk, gazing at the modern office space around her. Her right leg in the red cast was resting on a spare chair beside her.

Her phone buzzed with a message from me. "Missing you already," it read. She smiled, her fingers tracing the screen as she replied, "I have a surprise for you, are you alone?"

"No I'm in the meeting"

Standing up with the aid of her crutches, she moved around the room. Setting her phone on a small stand, she took a deep breath, a mix of excitement and nervousness coursed through her. This had to be perfect.

"Alright, let's do this," she whispered to herself, opening the camera app. Striking a pose, leg and long cast slightly crossed, one hand on her hip, and the other on one crutch, she tilted her head with a lovely smile.

After snapping the picture, she checked it immediately. It was ok, a bit suggestive. She sent it to me with the caption, "Empowered and broken limb. Missing you, boss."

His response was swift, "Fuck, you're hot. I wish I could be there to show you just how much I miss you and that cast of yours."

"Like what you see in this black dress?"

"I'd love to tear it off you this instant."

She nibbled on her lip, feeling her pulse quicken at his words. "Boss, isn't that crossing a line? I could sue you. But for now, enjoy these selfies instead."

She snapped another picture but this time she...

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