Another Chance At Love

The night was still young when Katharina 'Katya' Menas stepped into the dimly lit bar, her brown hair tumbling over her shoulders in loose waves. Her slim figure was attractive, accentuated by her fitting silk blouse and pencil skirt. She sat at the corner of the bar, her silhouette barely visible under the amber hue of the overhead lights. Her heart ached slightly from a long day of work, and all she wanted was a soothing drink and some silence.

At the opposite end of the bar, a lone figure caught her eye - Jackson. His unruly sandy hair was damp from the drizzle outside, contrasting with his immaculate charcoal suit. He carried an air of confidence around him, a trait impossible to ignore. There was no denying he was handsome, but Katharina wasn't in the mood for flirtation.

Ignoring him, she ordered her drink, a double shot of whiskey.

"Are you ignoring me?" He laughed as a smile grew on his face

"Oh, I'm trying to," she said without glancing at the handsome guy before her.

However, Jackson was not one to be dismissed that easily. He strolled over to her, clad in a captivating smile and a playful twinkle in his eyes. He extended his hand, introducing himself smoothly. Although taken aback by his forwardness, Katya decided to be polite, accepting his hand.

"What brings a beautiful woman like you here alone?" he asked, his gaze lingering on her. Although she was flattered, she had heard this line many times.

"I'm not interested," she replied curtly, withdrawing her hand. Jackson, however, was undeterred.

"Come on, one drink," he insisted. She pondered for a moment, then finally acquiesced.

"You don't give up, do you? Fine, one drink and that's it."

What harm could come from one drink?

The evening flowed like a gentle river, the initial tension subsiding as they toasted their drinks and exchanged stories. Laughter filled the air, mingling with the clinking of glasses. He was fascinating, and much to her surprise, she was genuinely enjoying his company. The night ran away from her into the early morning hours without her realising it.

After paying the bill, he offered to take her home. She was initially hesitant but eventually accepted. Jackson took her hand and guided her to the car, opening the door like a gentleman. He closed the car door and walked around to get in. The ride home was filled with stolen glances and flirty banter. He edged closer to her as the car drove off into the distance. He leans in to steal a kiss. It was soft, sweet, and passionate. He lingered on her lips, hoping she would reciprocate and kiss him back. Much to his delight, she did and deepened the kiss. The electricity between them was palpable, and when they finally reached her apartment, she couldn't resist the urge to invite him.

Before the door to Katharina's apartment could close, Jackson threw her against the wall, his hands roaming and feeling every inch of her body. They connected their mouths so they were intertwined, hungry and eager, with tongues colliding as the heat between them rose.

'Fuck... I want her so bad.'

His hands wandered down her body, reached the hem of her short black skirt, and lifted it, exposing her lingerie.

He slowly put his hands into her panties and rubbed her clit. Using his thumb to work in slow, circular movements, sending waves of pleasure through her body, trying to suppress the moan of pleasure. His lips start moving away from hers, waving a pattern of gentle kisses, moving down to her cheek, chin, and neck. He bites softly on the lobe of her ear, and the moan she was trying desperately hard to suppress slips out of her mouth.

"Want to continue this in my bedroom" she moaned as his fingers touched and rubbed her.

"Mm, you like this, don't you," he whispered in her ear, washing the worry out of her mind as his thumb starts speeding up. Towering over her, tall, muscular, with his strong arm wrapped around her small frame as he rubs her. He peels her off of the wall, starting to guide her towards the bedroom, never breaking, never stopping the rubbing motion on her clit. She could feel herself melting into his arms, the bed coming closer. He removes his hands from her panties and pushes her onto the bed. He pulled off her skirt and panties as he passionately kissed her mouth and neck. The bedroom lit with just the moonlight, started to disappear into the background as all there was in this moment was Jackson and Katharina.

No one else mattered; it was just them in this warm embrace. His fingers resumed from where he had left off; they were so elegant yet assertive, making their way inside her.

The other arm holding her unbuttoned her blouse and discarded it onto the floor, making quick work of her red laced bra underneath, which was the same fate as the discarded blouse. His hand began to roam over breasts nipping and squeezing her nipples as he glided over them. His mouth travelled down her neck to her nipples, and he began to suckle on them, taking each one in turn between his teeth, teasing and sucking as he took them.

All of a sudden, he stops. He pulls her up so she's standing and thrusts her onto the wall; he looks her in the eyes teasingly, his arms gently resting upon her shoulders. His head approaches hers delicately, and his whisper nearly makes her weak at the knees.

"It's your turn now" He shoves her down onto her already weakened knees, directly in front of his crotch, his prominent bulge pressing against his pants, almost about to burst. He's smiling at her, the same sly grin on his face from before, his hands now cupping her head. Knowing exactly what he wanted, she raised her hands to his waistline and unbuttoned his pants. Pulling them down slowly off his waist, she reaches for the elastic on his boxers and pulls them down, releasing his cock. His grip on her head tightened as he slowly but powerfully fucked her mouth. She could hardly breathe; his length filled up her throat. She needed him; she needed him like she never needed anyone before. She pushed against him and gasped for air as he left her mouth.

"Fuck me... please just fuck me" Overwhelmed and breathless, she was desperate. With a gorgeous sly smile, he obliges. He grabs her in his hands and brings her to her feet, forcing her back onto the bed so her face is against the mattress. She can feel his cock slowly rubbing against her, teasing but never entering.

She whimpered in protest, making him enjoy his teasing more. He brings his hand to her hair and gently caresses it before closing his fingers into a fist, pulling her head back as he shoves himself into her.

"You're a dirty little slut, aren't you?" He lightly whispers it into her ear, goosebumps appearing as his thrusts become stronger. He pulled her head back towards him and started kissing her neck; the kisses were harsh but passionate, giving the feeling he was hungry for more, earning moans and groans from her mouth. His pace increases, moans and groans filling the lust fuelled air, driving each other closer to the edge with the overwhelming sensations merging into a symphony of pleasure. Barely conscious of anything beyond her ecstasy, she could feel his hand tightening its grip on her hair. She gasped at the gesture; she felt him whisper in her ear; it was so soft and yet so commanding.

"Are you going to cum for me, baby?" Not being able to bear holding a moment longer, she lost all sense of control, allowing waves of pleasure to flow throughout her body, carrying her through an overwhelming bliss. He brings me closer, tighter, as his thrusting brings him into his orgasm, filling her as he lets out a low groan of pleasure. They slow down and try to catch their breath as their climax subsides, still pressed tightly against each other. Feeling composed enough to move, he removes himself from her and collapses beside her on the bed, pulling a blanket over them both.

"Damn, you're hot," he whispers before falling asleep with a smile covering his face. The morning light finally filtered through the curtains, glowing warmly on their entwined bodies.

Katharina woke up, the memories of the previous night flooding back. She felt a wave of embarrassment wash over her, her cheeks flushing a deep shade of red. She turned to her side and saw that he was staring at her, smiling as he did so.

"Morning," Jackson greeted her cheerily, unaware of the turmoil inside her head. His light-heartedness only added to her turmoil. She made her decision right then, abruptly telling him to leave. His grin never faltered, and he left with a promise of seeing her again.

She left for work, her mind still a whirlwind of emotions. Striding into her office, coffee in hand, she was confronted by the last thing she had expected. He was there, leaning casually against her desk. Confusion quickly gave way to shock as she listened to her colleagues whisper excitedly about the new owner of their company - Jackson.

Fear, shock, thrill, and a dash of anticipation coursed through her veins as his signature grin spread across his face as he noticed her staring at him.

After a fleeting glance back at her, he made his way to the front of the office. He greeted Lucius Wright, current CEO of Zolvus Industries, with a firm but a friendly handshake, making some small talk before and coughing a little to get everyone's attention. Lucius stepped forward and began to address everyone that gathered in the office.

"Good morning, everyone." He cleared his throat as he started to address everyone.

"Most of you will be wondering why I have called you all in here this morning," He looked around the room at all the faces he had come to know.

"What I am about to share is NOT public knowledge and will stay that way until later today when we will be holding a press conference." The once-silent room began to fill with whispers and murmurs about what the announcement could possibly be.

"As of last night, Zolvus, has a new owner." Gasps and looks of horror and confusion flooded the faces of everyone in the room. Katya feeling confused, flashed a glance at Jackson, who had been staring at her from the moment she entered the room, gave her smirk as he caught her eye.

"I know it's a shock to everyone and not what you were expecting to hear this morning. But, it was an offer I couldn't refuse." Lucius said as he tried to talk over the whispers. But, they were getting louder now.

"It is with the greatest pleasure that I introduce you to the new owner of Zolvus - Mr. Jackson Kingsley" Lucius took a step back and offered the floor up to Jackson.

The room went into a complete silence, not a word nor a whisper was uttered. All eyes fell onto Jackson.

"Thank you, Lucius, for the introduction. Good morning, everyone," he said, his voice resonating through the befuddled silence of the room.

"I appreciate it's a lot to take in, and it's not even 9 am yet." He gave a small chuckle trying to break the heavy silence that was haunting the room.

"If you have any questions, Lucius and I will be able to answer them. There will be a press conference later today announcing the change in ownership." He glanced over the room and the whispers began to stir up again.

"Rest assured that all jobs are safe, and I look forward to working with you all. Thank you." Sighs of relief and mumbles started to fill the air with colleagues whispering about the new owner and how they're glad they don't need to look for alternative

Katharina stood by her desk in shock. She never expected that her life would take a turn like this. The realization that Jackson was now her boss hit her hard.

What the hell is she going to do now?