Him And I

Chapter 6

" Don't stop baby, right there", he breathes. He strokes my insides, so gently, so rough, so slow yet so fast. I feel every part of him as he grunts and groans, he's breath warm on my skin. "Ahh Gray, it feels so good", I let out as he starts going faster than ever. He always likes it rougher just before he finishes. He flips me over, catching me by surprise, "That's it baby, take it like my good girl", he says into my ear as he thrusts into me from behind.

In. Out. In. Out.

"Gray. Gray. Graaaaaaysonnn", my voice trails off as it becomes too good to bear. My eyes close, my elbows give in and my head falls to the front. My knees buckles as Grayson keeps pumping till he groans and spills inside me, "Fuck Koala", he says rolling us over till I'm laying in he's arms, my head tucked under his chin. He kisses the top of my head, "I love you baby", He lets out, still catching he's breath. I smile as I fall asleep listening to he's heartbeat.

" Miss Crawford!", yells Mr Richards, tapping he's frail fingers on the desk. I snap my head towards him, "I'm so sorry. That was very unprofessional of me, I apologise Mr Richards, it wont happen again.", I say with a sturdy voice. He scoffs and continues with he's complaints about he's grandson who is innocent.

"Sir, with all due respect, CCTV camera's show your grandson taking the laptop and the camera's outside the store show him walking to the corner then taking it out from underneath he's hooide and putting it in a suitcase.", I say, fed up with the rich people privilage.

Mr Richards stutters then sends me a glare, "I will not put up with such a insolent and quite illeterate young woman telling me that I don't know my grandson. Im telling you Ms Crawford, that he didn't do it. So find a way to get him out of it.".

I stare at Mr Rochards and scoff internally. Why is it that the rich think money solves everything? Also why do I feel the need to punch this old fart for insulting me just because I'm a woman?

I stare the old man staright in the eye and strongly say,"I don't know if I give off that vibe that I'm easy to mess with, because I'm not. I would appreciate it if you treat me with respect especially sonce you are the one whos sitting in my office begging for a favor which inly crooks can grant.", He splutters around with he's words.

"How dare you come in my office, insult me and then make demands. Maybe that works on past lawyers, but not me.", I say walking to my door. I open the door and gesture for him to leave, "Don't forget your coat on the way out."

The old fart grabs he's coat with a huff and stomps angrily out my office but not before shooting me and everyone else on the floor glares, "Since women have been given men's work the country has fallen", He angrily states.

He points at me and everyone, including HIM stares, "But insolent women like you are the worst. The kind who get a job by being on their knees." He yells.

Audable gasps are heard as Mr Richards presses the button for the elevator. Embarressment floods me, heaven only knows why and I'm about to respond but a thump near the elevator makes me stare in shock.

HE has Mr Richards in a chokehold against the wall near the elevator.

HE is saying something in Mr Richards ear. Next thing I know the old fart is apologising to everyone including me. The old man then leaves but not before sparing HIM a glacne full of fear.

I walk into my office with a huff and slam the door when everyone starts prasing HIM.

What did he do that was so special? So he probably threated the man with violent force, a big maybe, but so could I.

A knock on my door breaks me from my thoughts, "Come in."

HE enters. "No thank you?" HE asks, sitting in the chair for my clients opposite me.