After another minute, I notice Kenny’s paperwork sitting on my desk, and I halfway come to my senses. We are at work. This is so inappropriate. I can’t imagine what would happen if anyone caught us. Alaric slams his tongue inside of me and I moan again. “Alaric this is taking too long. I need you to fuck me. Now.”

He takes no time at all to lean back and stand back up behind me. I hear his zipper being pulled down and the sound of the condom wrapper being torn apart. A moment later his cock is pressing up against me. He grabs my hair and pushes it all to the side so his lips can connect with my neck. Then he presses into me in one full stroke.

I gasp out and grip the desk harder. He wraps my hair around his hand and pulls my head back as he slams into me. He grits into my ear. “Fuck you feel good.”

His one hand falls down and grips my hip hard, and he continues whispering in my ear. “This is all I’ve been able to think about the whole day. Being inside you again. Feeling you cum again.”

I moan loudly. Alaric dirty talking to me feels like all my best sex dreams combined. I never expected him to talk like that. I am already so turned on that I know I won’t last much longer. I use the desk for leverage and press back into Alaric as he slams into me. “Harder.” I breathe out.

Alaric doesn’t have to be asked twice. He slams into me relentlessly until I fall over the edge. I clamp down tight around him and with a strained voice scream out. “Oh fuck!”

Just as I begin to orgasm, Alaric joins me like he literally couldn’t hold out another second once he realized I was cumming. I collapse forward onto my desk and Alaric follows me.

After a few moments. Alaric whispers in my ear, “I told you you’d beg.”

I punch my elbow up softly into his stomach. “Shut up.”

He leans up off me and steps back. He takes the condom off and throws it in my trash. I just glare at him. “You can’t leave that here.”

He rolls his eyes and throws some papers on top of it. “Relax. I’ll take it out after lunch.”

I look at him confused. “Lunch?”

He just narrows his eyes at me like I’m dumb. “Yeah. It’s Monday.” Then he turns and walks out of my office before I even have my panties pulled back up. I lean back against my desk and place my hand on my forehead.

What the hell was that? I seriously need to learn some self control.

???

Alaric walks back in an hour later with a bag of food. Thank God too. I am even more hungry than usual due to that workout we got in earlier. He comes and sits down across from me like he has the past few Mondays during lunch.

He smiles at me as he hands me my food, and I can’t help the stupid grin I get on my face. “This is weird.”

He just blows out a breath. “Yeah.”

We both take a few bites of our food in silence, and then his cell phone rings. He glances down at the number, and his face drops. His eyes narrow as he looks at who is calling, and when he looks back up at me, his eyes are full of anger. “Excuse me.”

He stands abruptly and starts walking toward the exit. Just as he is walking out, I hear him answer. “How did you get this number?”

I finish my lunch alone, and when Alaric still isn’t back 30 minutes later, I gather his food and put it in the mini fridge I have in my office trailer in case he wants it later. When I still don’t see him for the next couple of hours, I decide to go track him down.

I head out of my office and toward the job site. I run into Bob, one of regular contract plumbers. “Hey Bob, have you seen Alaric?”

He smiles at me. “Hey Emory. Uh....I saw him a couple hours ago talking to Kenny, but that’s the last time.”

I nod my head at him. “Thanks.” Then I go to find Kenny. I find him finishing up the drywall in the area they were last working. “Hey Kenny, you seen Alaric?”

He turns and looks at me. “Yeah. He left a couple hours ago. Said he had a personal emergency to take care of and to only call him if someone died.”

I roll my eyes and laugh. “He’s probably just getting a haircut or something.” Kenny laughs too, but then I turn around and bite on fingernails. The look on Alaric’s face when he got that call earlier makes me worry that something is really wrong. I go back to my office, but I can’t focus for the rest of the day. All I can do is worry that something wrong is going on with Alaric. I don’t know why I care so much, but I do.

I leave a little early because I wasn’t getting much work done anyway. I am hoping I head home and Alaric really will just be cooking dinner in the kitchen with no worries in sight. I doubt that’s realistic though, so I am at least hoping my dad knows where he is and will help ease my worries.

I pull into my driveway, but I don’t even bother going to shower and change before I head into my dad’s house. I am hoping he is home already. I know he usually does paperwork on Mondays, so he works from his home office alot for that.

I peek in the garage first and see that it is only my dad’s car. No sign of Alaric’s truck anywhere. At least my dad is here, so I don’t have to just sit here waiting for him to get home so I can find out what’s going on.

I head toward my dad’s office and knock. I open the door and walk in. He is on a phone call. He lowers his voice, so that I can’t hear him well. “Yes. Okay. Let me call you back. Emory just got home.” He has that worried dad look on his face.