“Your secretary?” Max asked and Keith replied with a positive hum. Max allowed his eyes to trail after Donna. “She looks good in that dress.”
“I have good eyes to sort out the best,” Keith said without much thought, he had his attention on the document and wanted to go through it quickly.
“I bet she would look even more beautiful without it.”
Max went on as he allowed his mind to wander off into his lustful imagination. “I can just imagine her tied up in my bed, legs spread apart. And her voice, umm! Her moans would be a pleasing sound to hear, fuck! I’mma tear her up on the inside fucking her all night long. And that ass, fuck Keith, where did you find her?”
Keith looked up from the laptop and fixed a stern eye on Max whose attention was still on Donna as he watched her through the glass doors. Keith's frown deepened and he pushed a button which caused the glass screen to go blur. Max grumbled and faced Keith with a chuckle.
“Am I not allowed to admire a beauty when I see one?”
“Your eyes should fall out of their sockets when you look at her.” His voice went cold but it seemed like the man didn’t take the hint.
“Because you’re fucking this one too?” he said and had a hearty laugh. Keith didn’t see why that should be funny. He stopped what he was doing on the laptop and closed it.
“She must be good for you to want to be stingy with her, but let's make a deal, what would it cost for me to have her for a night?” He winked at Keith and flashed a smile at him.
Keith's anger boiled over, he reached out, grabbed him by the hair, and slammed his face on the desk hard, causing him to bleed from the nose. He let his hair go and Max fell out of the chair to the floor, his hand covered his nose as they continued to bleed and he groaned in pain.
Keith stood up and slowly made his way to where he lay on the floor. As he approached him, he undid his suit, peeled it off his body and tossed it aside then began undoing the buttons on the wrist and neck of his shirt. Max kept his attention on Keith as he crawled on his elbow, trying to get away from him.
“What the fuck Keith?!” He yelled. “What the hell?!”
“I allow you to come in here to discuss your business plans and proposal.” Keith talked to him calmly and slowly but the frown on his face remained. “You fix your lustful eyes on my property and have the audacity to ask for her for a night?!”
“Your property? That’s your deal?! Fuck Keith, then keep the whore to yourself, you selfish prick!”
He stretched out a hand towards Keith, his palm spread out and facing him to stop him from coming any closer as he continued to crawl away from him, but Keith grabbed him by the wrist and then by the collar of his shirt and lifted him up to his feet. The fear in Max’s eyes was unmistakable but Keith would not let him go so easily.
“You should have just gone blind when you saw her.”
He let go of Max's wrist and connected his fist to his jaw, causing blood to shoot out of his mouth. It stained his shirt and Keith let go of his collar, releasing him to crumble back to the floor.
“Ah, shit!” Keith cursed trying to wipe the stain off with a tissue but it wouldn’t come off so he turned away from Max and walked back around to the other side of the desk.
Max saw the opportunity, he scurried to his feet and ran for the door. His body collided against the door with a ‘thud’ and he was quick to twist the knob, nearly falling out when the door opened.
Donna was startled to see him rush out of Keith’s office, looking all battered and beaten up. She gasped at the amount of blood pooling out of his nose and she rushed to assist him but he was quick to run out and away from her. Donna feared for Keith and she barged into his office without knocking only to find a half-dressed Keith standing behind the desk with his back towards her.
Keith turned at the sound, Donna stood by the open door, fear and concern in his eyes but he only frowned at her, the anger he had felt towards Max begin to transfer to her so he looked away and flung the shirt in her direction.
“Get rid of it.”
Donna looked at the bloody shirt on the floor and her eyes went back up to look at Keith. She studied his body but found no wounds, nor cuts, or any injury that could cause him to bleed. Her mind went back to Max and the state he was in when he hurriedly ran out of Keith’s office like he had just committed a murder and was trying to get away from the scene. She wanted to ask what had happened to her and why Max was bleeding so much but she knew she had no right to know. Keith would not give her an answer anyway.
She walked in and picked up the bloody shirt from the floor, folding it in such a way that the most blood-stained parts were hidden.
“Shall I fetch you a fresh shirt?” she asked.
Keith turned to her and planted both hands on his waist before he replied. “No Donna, I think I might stay the rest of the bloody day half dressed and maybe attend meetings like this too.”
She knew he was being sarcastic, and whenever he was this sarcastic, he was only a push away from lashing out at her. She moved quickly, he had a walk-in space in his office where he had a place to rest, and in there was a wardrobe of fresh shirts and suits and ties. She pick out one, the same color as the last, and walked back out to hand it over to him.
“Come here.” He ordered, his voice stern. She walked over to him casually and stopped when she was within arms reach and stretched her hand to him, holding out the shirt.
Keith grabbed her by the wrist and pulled her in closer so that she now stood in between his half-naked body and the desk. Donna’s eyes widened and she blinked severally as she stared into his eyes, never has she been this close to Keith as he had never made any sort of advances towards her. The scent of him made her knees wobbly and their closeness made her have other sinful thoughts. She tried to drive them away quite unsuccessfully as her mind asked her when last she had been with a man.
“Mr. Preston…” She called out to him, wanting him to snap and release her because she knew she had not the willpower to try and stop him. She didn’t even want to.
“Quiet.” He said in a low voice but sternly. He leaned in closer to her until her ass pressed against the desk and his groin pressed into her lower abdomen. He had both her hands pinned on the desk on either side of her hips.
She didn’t look into his eyes, she could not even look up to his face but kept her attention on his bare chest. She knew Keith loved to gym but she never could have guessed that he had muscles this ripped underneath the suits he was always wearing. She swallowed hard when she felt his hand on her hip, it snaked up to her waist and kept going higher until he reached the undersides of her boobs. She closed her eyes and her breathing became uneven.
Keith looked down at her, the dress she had on gave him a full view of most of her boobs from this angle. His hand stopped on the underside of her boobs and he wanted to reach out and cup them. He felt the animal in him growl and he did the same. His dick jumped in his pants and Donna flinched, he smirked knowing that she had felt it too. He watched her parted lips which closed occasionally when she swallowed only to be parted again.
His hand left the underside of her boobs and came to one side of her face, his thumb stroked her lips, parted them even more, and slid in. She gasped at first but then her lips closed around his thumb as he slid it out slowly, Keith sucked in a breath when he imagined his dick in the place where his thumb had just been and then he snapped, grabbed her by the neck, and growled.
Her eyes shot open as he forced her head up to look at him, her emerald green eyes were fixed on his golden browns, and at that moment, he just wanted to devour her but he had to control himself.
In as much as he wanted to have her, he would not take her, at least not without her consent and he would never do it here. If he were to have her. It would be on his bed where he could do it over and over and over again, besides, she would look good in his bed and not bent over on his desk like a cheap whore.
He let go of her and took the shirt from her hand, taking a couple of steps back he said to her in a low and calm voice. “You may go.”