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“Hey, hey, hey!” I stopped her rant. She was going way too far. Looking up to the front seat I locked eyes with my driver. He looked away clearing his throat. “We didn’t have sex.” I lowered my voice.

“What happened? First. Are you okay?” Realization set in for her, she knows my issue with touching and letting anyone close. Concern formed on her face.

“Yea. It’s a long story but to shorten it for now. He helped me relieve my cramps.” She scrunched her brows in confusion.

“Huh?”

“Jesus, I don’t want to talk about this right now. I climaxed to relieve my cramps.”

“Oh. Oh! Bitch. Did it work? I have heard rumors but never thought to try. Eww.”

“It did help. But let’s talk later. I am pulling up to the office.”

“Okay but make sure you call me. I need to know what is happening with my friend. You are changing B.” She smiled at me sweetly.

Was I changing? It wasn’t my intent to come down here and become someone different. My goal was to make partner. That’s the only task. Was I losing focus, already? I worked so damn hard to get to this point in my life. To have control over every inch of it. Was he taking that away from me. Frowning, I became upset at the thought. He couldn’t have control over me. No one and I do mean no one will ever have that.

Chapter Fourteen

PHARAOH

The sound of Blythe’s moans was on repeat in my mind. Her butter soft skin pressed to my lips had me ready to bitch up and moan with her. Her lips on mine felt like satin and fit perfectly to mine.

It wasn’t my plan to make her climax while on her period, standing in my damn kitchen. I have never in all my years done anything like that to any woman. Hell, women aren’t even allowed to grace my doorstep on their periods. What the fuck for, if they are coming over its to get fucked. I couldn’t do shit with a bleeding pussy.

But it fucked with me seeing Blythe in the fetal position on my kitchen floor. Her begging for the cramps to go away had me feeling like I needed to help. My pops once said my mom’s used to get bad cramps after having Thea. He said the best cure for cramps is to make her orgasm. I was disgusted at first because why the fuck did, I have to know what he was doing to my momma. But the shit came in handy. Hopefully it helped. I couldn’t stick around and find out because business calls, but I will be seeing her cute ass soon.

“Good morning, Mr. McCallum. How was your meeting?”

“It was good, Anastasia. Can you do me a favor?”

“Yes of course. Is Ms. Blythe here? Did she come with you? Will she be up soon?” My assistant was way too anxious to meet the infamous Blythe Livingston.

“Chill. She will be in soon. That is the favor I need. Get her some teas ready and make room in my office for her. Whatever she needs make it readily available. No matter how strange it may be.”

“Yes of course. So, we won’t be needing the office next to yours?” She asked with a questioning gaze.

“No, I need her close. We have a lot to do.” Honestly, she would have been perfectly fine in the office next to mine. The computer had Webex installed to send instant messages to anyone on the network and we also had intercoms. But I wanted her right next to me. I wanted to inhale and smell her natural scent with hints of her unforgettable perfume. I also wanted to steal glances at her whenever I wanted. The office next door felt too far away.

“Yes Sir. On it.” Anastasia scurried away eager for Blythe’s arrival.

I busied myself trying not to think about her gracing me with her presence soon. Working closely with her will be difficult but welcomed. I don’t know what it is about her, but I crave being in her space. That is another reason I took her to my house last night instead of taking her to a hotel which I could have easily done. I wanted to get to know her, get inside her head and break down her walls.

Awaiting her arrival, I went around to all the staff checking in. Most of the time we would greet in the halls, but I purposely went to everyone’s area to kill time. I was trippin’ to say the least. Shorty had my head gone and doing everything out of character.

“You must be Ms. Blythe. I recognize you from your pictures. Omg they do not do you justice. Hello. I am Anastasia. Mr. McCallum’s assistant.”

“Good morning, Anastasia. It is a pleasure to meet you. I love your dress.” Her voice brought an instant smile to my face. I had just made it back to my desk and was going through some documents when she finally made it in. Shaking my head at her having me excited I stood and adjusted my suit.

Walking out my office door the air was sucked out of my lungs when I laid eyes on her. She looked damn good in her tight black dress with gold jewelry. Her side was to me so I could see the zipper running from the neck of the dress all the way down to the bottom.

I couldn’t help but imagine myself running the zipper up and exposing her fat round ass in a black lace thong and bra set. Pulling at my belt I adjusted myself to stop the swell in my pants at the thought. I needed to keep it professional but that was going to be a damn task.

“Oh, Mr. McCallum. I was just getting ready to call you.”

“It’s fine Anastasia. Ms. Livingston, you made it. Shall we prep for our meeting?” Looking down at my watch I noticed we had about thirty minutes before we were due in the conference room.

“Good morning. Sure, let’s get started. Where should I put my things?”