CHAPTER 07: SENSATION

ELIZA

The discomfort was clear on Lincoln’s face but I couldn’t care less. He got me in this situation in the first place.

“I’ll be waiting in the car” I said immediately I was done eating. I picked my bag and walked out the front door. I could feel his eyes on my ass. Addict.

I settled in the car and good heavens I know it doesn’t take this long to have breakfast and get to work. Was he trying to annoy me? Because it was working. I yawned and in a moment I was knocked out.

“ Eliza Vance” I heard him call my name.

“Are you ok??”

Ok! Hold up! Was that worry in his voice, my ears must be playing with me

“I’m fine” I replied trying to adjust my eyes to the light

“I don’t think so. You can’t be sleeping by this time of the morning and all the way to work”

“ I said I’m fine. I’m probably just stressed” I said and made to get out of the car

“Are you sure you don’t wanna get checked” he asked again

“Do you really care Lincoln?” I asked him, eyebrow raised.

He stared at me for a few seconds, returned back to his position, adjusting his suit jacket

“ I thought the same” I muttered and got off the car. I didn’t care to look back at him or wait for him. I walked into the building and made my way to the elevator. As I step into the elevator, a sense of relief wash over me, leaving Lincoln’s intensity behind.

As the doors closed, I let out a deep breath setting my mind prepared for the day.

The door of the elevator opened on my floor, and I made my way to my cubicle, exchanging pleasantries with other coworkers along the way.

Ric, my friendly colleague, caught my eye and smiled.

“Hey, Eliza! How’s it going?”

I returned the smile, grateful for his warm demeanor. “It’s going, Ric. Just trying to prepare myself for the day.”

Ric raised an eyebrow. “Everything okay? You look like you lacked sleep.”

I waved my hand dismissively. “Oh no I did sleep. I just feel tired but I’m fine.”

“If you say so.”

We talked some more about our ongoing project, discussing deadlines and strategies. Our conversation flowed effortlessly, a good thing to keep my mind away from Lincoln.

Speak of the devil, Lincoln walked past my cubicle without glancing at me, he walked straight to his office and shut his door close. One thing he was really good at, was pretending like nothing was ever going on between us, apart from work.

As the morning moved on, I became so immersed in my tasks, typing away on my computer. Before I knew it, lunchtime arrived, and my stomach growled in anticipation.

“Hey, Eliza, want to grab lunch together? Take a little break.” Ric asked, peering over the cubicle.

I sighed and agreed, and we walked to the nearby café, enjoying the warm sunshine and fresh air. Over sandwiches and salads, we discussed everything from movies to our personal lives, our connection growing stronger. The good things I liked about Ric, he was social, he knew when to be work-serious and when to be playful; he was very friendly.

I laughed again for the hundredth time, he was telling a story of his last family trip. I wished I laughed this way more often.

As we returned to the office, I felt restored, ready to go on with the afternoon’s challenges. Lincoln’s face flashed in my mind, but I pushed the thought aside, focusing on the positive interactions with Ric. The telephone on my table rang, I picked it up to hear Lincoln’s voice boom from the other end of the phone. Everytime I thought of him, I either see or hear from him.

“I need the reports on our latest stock exchange in my office now” and he hung up.

I groaned and walked up to Minnie’s desk.

“Hi Eliza” Her face flashed with a wide smile.

“Hey. Uhm the reports from the last stock exchange, can I have them?”

“Mr. Lincoln is asking for it already? Sorry I forgot to submit them earlier”

I watched her walk to the shelf behind her to gather the documents from the document shelf.

“Thanks” I muttered after she handed them to me and walked directly to Lincoln’s office.

A knock on the door, and I walked in.

He was seated there, his back resting against his seat; he looked exhausted. He had taken off his blazer, and had the first three buttons of his shirt unbuttoned; he looked really hot, I wouldn’t deny.

“Here are the reports” I said, dropping the papers while turning to leave.

“I leave by 5 PM, get ready by then if you don’t want to take the subway home” I heard him say.

“Okay” I mumbled and walked out.

The rest of the day flew by in a blur of meetings and deadlines. As the clock struck 5 PM, I packed my things, eager to leave the office behind.

“See you tomorrow, Eliza,” Ric said, as we parted ways.

“Tomorrow” I smiled and waved at him.

As I walked out of the building, I noticed Lincoln’s car waiting by the curb, his eyes fixed intently on me. My heart skipped a beat, and I quickened my pace, unsure of what lay ahead. I almost forgot I now lived with him.

I took a deep breath like it was the first time I was getting into his car and walked up to the car with an expressionless face

His driver held the door open for me and I was grabbed the moment I got into the car.

His lips were rough and not exactly what I wanted at the moment and for the first time since Lincoln and I started this mistress situationship I was motionless while he kissed me. Or maybe I was trying to be because I can’t deny his kisses are so good and as much as I didn’t want to really talk to him, I was loosing control of myself. I bit back a moan when he bit down on my lip. He pulled away and stared at me

“ what’s wrong” his fingers traced my lips, then up my chin and into my hair.

“You’ve been acting differently.”

“You’re being too rough” I pouted. I don’t even know where this confidence came from but I like it

“ I thought you liked it rough.”

He kissed me again.

But this time it was surprisingly slow, soft, and deeper

I finally let go of myself and finally enjoyed the feeling.

The moans were unstoppable. We suddenly picked up the pace my blazer was off in seconds. He pulled on my camisole sucking on the flesh on top of my breast. The heat was too much he just couldn’t hold back

It was not enough. He pulled me to sit on his lap. I eagerly grinded on him. I just wanted some friction. He pulled my camisole till my breast was out and he attacked it gingerly.

My head rolled back in pleasure and I arched into him, I pulled his head closer

“Fuck! Lin!” I bit my lip

His hands were roaming around. Everywhere. His hands moved till he got to my clit.

I shook and leaned into him.

“You love that don’t you?” he groaned into my ear. I only replied with a moan.

His fingers tickled my clit further and I felt two fingers enter still sucking on my nipple.

The sensation was over the world

“ I’m cumming! Lincoln!” I pulled harder on his hair.

“ That’s what I want princess. Cum for me. Right there on my fingers.”

My walls tightened around his fingers. I was seeing stars. He added two other fingers into me and that was it. I bit his shoulder to avoid screaming and I spilled on his fingers.

“ How did that make you feel?” he stared at me

I couldn’t even give an answer just heavy breaths.

“We are close to the house. Let’s get this home” he bit my neck

I just nodded and remained there

The moment the car stopped I put myself in other and ran out of the car straight into my room and banged the door. My legs were still shaking from the car escapade. I stripped my clothes and entered straight into the bathroom.

I spent some time in the bathroom, my stomach rumbled and I just knew Lincoln meeting me at a time like this would mean no dinner. I quickly got ready and went to the kitchen to help Maggie out.

“ You can’t possibly be done with settling in Liza” she said.

She totally ruined my sneak into the kitchen idea with her sharp eyes.

“ I thought older people don’t have such sharp sight”

She turned to me with the spatula in her hand and I raised my hands in surrender

“ I got bored so I came to help” I shrugged

“ That’s not necessary. You are a guest here and dinner is almost ready”

“ Bullshit. I want to help, guest or not. You can just say you don’t want me around” I turned away dramatically.

She laughed so loudly “ ok if you insist drama girl you can set the table and call your boss for dinner”

“ I will set the table but you will call Lincoln yourself. It’s weird enough that I’m living here now and I’m so sorry about what happened this morning. I really didn’t know he didn’t like noodles and he didn’t have the right to do that. I mean he gave me the fucking choice ” I frowned

“ That’s not an issue” she patted my cheeks with a smile “ pull the plates from the cabinet up there”

“ Aye aye captain” I gave a curt salute and she laughed

It has always been fun with Maggie. We somehow clicked despite her being older. She always had a way of making one feel eased and whenever I had to run to Lincoln’s house early in the morning she made sure to add me to the breakfast. Sweet soul.