An Early Morning Meeting

Spoilers & super descriptive tags: This fictional story is written from a female point of view and includes being in the office, meeting room sex, (not quite) enemies to lovers, silly banter, jealousy, talk of voyeurism, breeding, pregnancy, biting, bruising(hickeys, but that word didn't feel sexy), leaving his mark, so much nipple sucking, and some of the dialog is a little cringey. Ends with a short 'six months later' paragraph.

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"Good morning, Sarah. Sorry for the early meeting today, but I wanted to get a head start on the project details."

I smiled at Jason as I entered the meeting room, coffee in one hand and laptop in the other. "Morning, Jason. It's no problem."

Suddenly, I was glad to wear my favorite gray button-up blouse, black pencil skirt, and black pumps. Maybe today would be the day I would get through to Jason. He's always been oddly distant towards me. We worked on most projects together, but in meetings together, he would always sit as far away from me as the table would allow. He would angle his body away the few times he had to sit close to me. When he had to talk to me, it was stiffly professional. Sometimes I catch him looking at me, though, and I can't help but see a hunger in his eyes.

He was one of the few guys in the office around my age who wasn't already married. I enjoyed working with him, despite his clear disdain for me. At 6'5" with golden hair and green eyes, I could only imagine his toned body under his clean button-up and slacks. In one of the rare moments we were left alone together, I asked him about his life, some small talk to break the ice between us, but he just looked at me, shook his head, and left.

I glanced around the empty room. "Anyone else joining us?"

Jason looked up from his laptop, "Hm? Oh yeah, no. It's just us for this meeting. I wanted to review some project details with you since we're the only two developers."

I gawked at him momentarily, "Uh, okay, but I haven't had time to review the project yet." I kicked the door shut and set down my laptop, purse, and coffee at the far end of the table.

Still typing, he replied, "That's alright, that's what this meeting is for... Can you sit over here? I have the project details pulled up on my laptop."

I blinked, nodded after a moment, and walked around the table towards him. Distracted by his sudden desire to be in an empty room with me, my foot caught on the edge of a chair, and I stumbled to the floor.

Jason looked up, smirking, "You alright, Sarah?"

I stood up quickly and nodded, feeling my face flush in embarrassment. Pulling out the chair beside Jason, I sat down and held my hands in my lap. The tension had broken, but there was something else in the air between us I couldn't discern. Jason smiled to himself as he fiddled with the projector remote and pressed a button to turn off the lights.

The room went pitch black, and a palpable tension erupted between us, an electricity from sitting so close yet apart. I swallowed loudly. Sitting on the table, Jason's hand became a straining fist as the projector slowly came to life, bathing the room in a pale blue glow. I glanced at Jason's face. His jaw was rigid, but his eyes were focused on the screen.

Jason spoke up calmly despite his demeanor. "There we go. Let me open the project now." He turned to look at me, and our eyes locked together. His voice turned into a whisper. "Your face is pretty red. Are you alright?"

"Yeah... It's just from, uh... from tripping on the chair." I breathed.

He stared into my eyes for another long moment before returning to his laptop and clearing his throat. He navigated to the project details page, opening a few more tabs of other related content.

"It's a fairly simple app. I think we'll have it knocked out in a couple of months, " he said, his voice professional.

"Yeah?" I asked, taking my eyes away from the projector to look at him. "What does the customer want in the app?"

He smiled, turning to look at me again, "Just a simple search and display page... It'll be a piece of cake for us. For you."

I nodded, replying with a soft laugh, "You know, I could've figured that out myself if this meeting hadn't been so early."

"Yeah, I know, but I wanted to start my day looking at your beautiful face..." He reached up and brushed a strand of hair out of my face.

My eyes widened, but I didn't miss a beat. "You've made it pretty clear that you don't like me."

He leaned back a little and held up his hands, "I know, I know... and I'm sorry for that. We're coworkers, and I didn't want anything to get between that, but..."

I didn't respond, opting to wait for more explanation. After a moment, he chuckled and leaned in, resting his hand on my thigh, "I can't resist anymore. So, I booked this corner meeting room all morning, just us. Would you stay with me?"

His question implied so much more than his words stated. I swallowed and thought briefly, his eyes boring into my own. After a long pause, my curiosity got the better of me and I communicated my response wordlessly, resting my hand on his. I would get answers eventually, but I wanted to see where this would go.

He smiled and brought his other hand up behind my neck. Rubbing my skin gently with his thumb, he leaned in and pressed his lips to my throat. I tilted my head, offering myself to him, and accepted. His lips were like a cage, holding me in place as their soft heat roamed my skin, occasionally parting to sneak a taste.

He moaned softly as he opened his mouth and sucked, while letting his hand wander down to the center of my back to hold me close. His tongue traced light circles between wet kisses and nibbles, tasting me. I flipped his hand over in my lap and laced my fingers between his, caging myself in his embrace.

"I know I haven't been the friendliest coworker, but... I'd like to change that." He whispered, pulling back to look into my eyes.

We stared at each other for another moment in the pale blue glow of the projector, eyes locked, bodies close, hands laced together. My heart was hammering in my chest, and my breaths were rapid. Jason rubbed his thumb over the back of my hand, waiting.

I replied in a whisper, "Change me, then."

He kissed me fully then, bringing me close and letting go of all of the tension the dark room brought on. I kissed him back feverishly, opening my mouth to allow his hot tongue in. He pushed his laptop away and pulled me up, setting me on the table before him. My knees were wide, skirt hiked up to my hips, and Jason sat between them. Our bodies were giving in to the tension built over years of working together but apart.

Desperate to feel my skin against his, I pulled my tucked-in shirt out of my skirt before doing the same to his, never letting our lips part for more than a moment. Once his shirt was free, I slipped my hands underneath and felt his skin for the first time. It was hot, almost scalding to my sensitive palms and soft with an underlying tautness of strong muscle. I pulled him in close as his hands explored under my shirt, his big hands finding the supple skin of my waist and squeezing lightly.

Connected by hands and lips, our bodies shivered against the electricity between us. Jason opened his mouth to mine, exploring it with his tongue, as a low growl erupted from his chest. I moaned, loving the vibration of his deep voice against my body. Pulling my hands away from his skin, I trailed kisses down his chest as I unbuttoned his shirt, pushing myself off the table as I got lower and lower.

Jason hoisted me back on the table once his shirt was open and unbuttoned mine. He sucked hard on each inch of skin revealed to him, creating a trail of light bruises and popped blood vessels, eventually revealing my lacy nude bra. I looked back at the door, wanting to lock it, but unable to leave Jason's grasp.

"God, Sarah, you have no idea how long I've wanted to feel your skin, to bite it and mark it as my own." He whispered between kisses.

I moaned, forgetting the door and giving my body to his mouth, "But you're so good at

ignoring me."

"I had too, Sarah, I can't focus when you're near me. You wear these cute pencil skirts and button-up shirts every day, and I daydream of what's underneath. Of how I could change what's underneath." He sucked hard on my neck again causing me to gasp,

"And then we got put on this project together as the only two developers and I thought to myself, I have just to ask her... show her what I need to do to her..."

I moaned and tilted my head back as he switched sides, sucking hard and marking me. "What do you need to do to me?" I asked.

He spoke quietly into my skin, "I'll show you."

I shivered as he reached into my bra and pulled out my breast, taking my nipple into his mouth and circling it with his tongue. I wrapped my fingers around the back of his head into his soft hair and held his shoulder as he devoured my chest, a heat building in my core.

"I need... to taste your breasts..." He sucked hard on my nipple, opening his mouth wide and flicking his tongue over the sensitive bud rapidly. I stifled a scream, my moan erupting out of me too loudly, ever cognizant that the door was unlocked.

I writhed in his arms as he lessened the suction, choosing to methodically suckle in a slow, lazy motion as his other hand came around and pulled out my other breast. He began lightly rolling the nipple between his finger and thumb. I threw back my head and moaned, trying to squeeze my legs together.

After a moment, he sucked hard and pulled back until my nipple popped free, the bud puffy and sensitive, before quickly leaning back in and sucking the other into his mouth. My fist tightened in his hair as I gave my body over to the sensation of his tongue ravaging my chest.

He popped off my nipple after giving it the same treatment, the bud just as red and puffy as the other, before coming back up to kiss me. I greedily opened my mouth to his and pulled him in close. My sensitive nipples grazed against his chest, and I moaned, wriggling in his arms to feel more.

"I need to..." He moved his mouth to the side of my neck again and sucked my skin, "mark you as mine before some other office guy tries to take you..."

I blushed, pushing back the urge to stop him, knowing how hot it would be for the office to see glances of the bruises left by his mouth. I egged him on, "Eric from the department above us does keep asking me out..."

Jason pulled back, his fingers finding their way to my breast, "I knew it! He kept telling me to leave you alone when we had lunch last week, that he already had you..." He leaned back into my neck and started nibbling again while gently rolling a nipple between his finger and thumb. I sucked in a breathe and shivered.

"I told him no, but I guess I'm still being too nice if he thinks he still has a chance..." I pondered, lightly tracing spirals on the back of Jason's neck.

Jason chuckled and spoke in a low voice, "It'll be pretty obvious that you're taken after I'm done with you."

I blushed as he leaned down and sucked a nipple into his mouth. Leaning back, I moaned quietly and rested my hands on his shoulders. He went back and forth between my breasts for a few minutes until there were bruises on each breast, and my nipples were so sensitive to touch I could hardly stand it. He leaned back, admiring his work, and thumbed one of the buds. I closed my eyes to the sensitive pain and breathed a moan out.

When I opened them again, Jason's face was closer, "Do you want to know what else I need to do to you?" he asked.

"What else...?" I breathed.

Jason's hands wandered between my open legs and hiked up my skirt. He trailed his fingers lightly over my inner thigh before reaching my panties. I shivered and panted against his light touch, my core tight and hot. He pushed my panties aside and slowly inserted a finger into my folds, making a soft growl as he felt how wet I was for him.

"I need to hear you say my name as I make you cum on my fingers." He whispered.

My face flushed but I didn't get a chance to reply as he leaned in, bringing his thumb to my clit as his lips locked onto my nipple. I grabbed the back of his head again and moaned, trying my best to stay upright as I became dough under his hands. My chest rose and fell rapidly, whimpers escaping my lips with every hard suck he gave to my puffy, sore nipples.

He switched breasts then and inserted another finger into me. I trembled, the onslaught of pleasure taking over my mind. Jason picked up the pace circling my clit and using his fingers to massage my g-spot in a maddeningly steady pace.

"I need you to give yourself to me, to scream my name as I make you come undone in this meeting room, when at any moment someone could walk in here and see you giving yourself to me with your breasts out, red and bruised from my mouth.

"I hope it's Eric. I hope he wanders in here just as you come on my fingers, erasing any doubt that you're not taken. Imagine him walking in right now, while you're jelly in my hands..." He whispered between kisses on my chest.

"For all you know, I invited him to this meeting and he's on his way... right... now..." Jason inserted a third finger into my folds and sucked hard on my nipple. I yelled and quickly covered my mouth with my hand as my body shook violently, the orgasm crashing through me.

Jason grabbed my wrist and uncovered my mouth as he moaned, "Say it again."

I squeezed my eyes shut as the orgasm kept rolling over my body, and I began to chant Jason's name in a whisper as I felt the high dissipate. He slowed his thumb on my clit until it was light, lazy circles that caused my body to tremble every few seconds as he held my body up with his other hand. He kissed my lips lightly.

My body was limp in his hands as I felt him pull his hand away from my core and sucked my juices off his fingers one by one. I watched him with hungry eyes as my breathing calmed, and I surprised myself when I spoke up, "I want more. I want you inside me. Do you have a condom?"

Jason's eyes lit up, but he shook his head, "I don't..."

We stared at each other momentarily, my mind fighting between responsibility and desire. He leaned into me and started kissing my neck lightly while rubbing my sore nipples. I closed my eyes, unable to focus on anything but his touch.

I spoke in a whisper, "I'm not on birth control."

"Hmm... I didn't finish telling you everything I need to do to you..." he answered.

"Oh yeah?" I asked.

He brought his hands under my skirt and hooked his fingers around my panties, pulling them down. "I need to fill you with my seed."

I moaned, clenching my legs around him, and forgot all thoughts about being responsible. I reached down and unbuckled his belt, the metal noisily clinking in the quiet room. Jason watched me, breathing heavily as I unbuttoned his slacks and unzipped them. Pushing his pants down slightly, I reached into his pants and caressed his hard shaft, my eyes going wide at its girth. I pulled it out, his boxers creating a tent around it before I pulled the elastic down, freeing his erection.

Jason sighed and let his head roll back as I wrapped my hand around him, pumping a few times and lightly rubbing his pre-cum over the head. He shivered and leaned back, gesturing for me to sit on him. I slid off the table and positioned myself over him, his cock head teasing my entrance.

Resting his hands on my hips, he guided my core onto his cock. I moaned as his girth stretched me, the pain mixing with pleasure as he filled me to the brim. Just as I wondered if he would fit, I bottomed out onto his lap and sat there, adjusting to his girth inside me. I squeezed my core around his shaft, and he moaned, gripping my hips tighter.

Jason rubbed his thumb over my sore nipple gently as he started rocking his hips, "I need to see you round with my child in this same tight skirt, walking around the office so everyone can see that you're mine, growing my baby. I need to see your breasts heavy with milk, leaking, and forever changed because of my seed."

Jason's eyes bore into me as he spoke, and my hips instinctively started rocking with him. I shivered, knowing I needed to respond but unable to find the words. I rocked my hips faster, causing my breasts to bounce, and focused on the building sensation in my core mixed with the butterflies of Jason's words. It felt like an impossible decision. A decision that is currently between my legs and bumping up against my womb. My body started trembling; another orgasm was building.

"I'm close," Jason whispered, his eyes still waiting for my answer.

Time was running out to say no. I couldn't think rationally, his girth rubbing me in all the right places, our hips rocking in sync towards the same goal. All I could think about was how I wanted him to fill me, to take his seed into my womb and grow his baby. A life-altering decision made in a single moment.

I closed my eyes and nodded. He gripped me tightly then, his movements becoming erratic as he chased his orgasm. I moaned, his cock head rubbing all the right places inside me. After a moment, he went still, holding me tight, and I felt a gush of warmth flood into my core. I was shaking and whispering his name over and over again as an orgasm crashed over me, knowing his seed was flooding my womb, and that there was no going back now.

Breathing heavily, Jason leaned back, panting, and closed his eyes. I flexed my core, feeling his soft length inside me twitch.

"Sarah..."

"Hmm?" I asked, eyes still closed and letting the last few tremors of pleasure roll through me.

He laughed softly, "Did we... Did that really just happen?"

"We did." I chuckled, letting the tension dissipate. "You just blew your load inside me in a conference room at work at 8 in the morning."

He laughed again and sighed. I felt his cock getting hard inside me and I raised my eyebrows at him.

"Oh, you can't blame me, I have a beautiful women sitting on me with her tits hanging out!" He replied.

I laughed, the end of it turned into a moan, "Yeah... Do we really have something to do for this project or were you just fucking with me to get me in a room alone?"

Jason started rocking his hips again, his cock fully hard again. "Nah, we do have work to do. I thought this was going to be an awkward two hours of working, with me trying to hide my erection and you being oblivious..."

"I'm not that obtuse!" I snapped, letting my hips match his rocking rhythm.

"Remember last Monday? I had a boner the entire meeting. Why did you have to sit in front of me with that low-cut shirt?" He asked.

I blushed and laughed, "Oh, I thought you were constipated."

Jason started laughing uncontrollably, grabbing my waist to keep me steady on his lap. I smiled devilishly and started rocking my hips faster. His laughter died down, his eyes devouring the sight of me as we both started to focus on the sensation.

He put his hands on my hips and guided my movements as he rocked his hips underneath me. I leaned back, bracing myself against the table, and letting my breasts bounce obscenely in front of me. We grinded into each other like that for another few minutes until Jason's movements started becoming erratic again, his eyes focused on my bouncing breasts.

"Breed me, Jason. Show that fucker Eric that I'm yours." I laughed.

Jason moaned and held me tightly, flooding my core with his seed again. I shivered, too spent to give in to another orgasm but enjoying it all the same. I felt him go soft inside me, but I stayed sitting, knowing the impending mess if I stood up now.

Jason kissed me and sighed, "What a morning."

I laughed and began to put my breasts back in my bra. "Hand me my purse, I have some wipes for this mess."

Jason reached over and handed me my purse. "So... are you really not on any birth control?"

"No... I usually only get on it when I'm dating, but I was taking a break from all that drama and haven't looked back since... " I pulled the wipes out of my bag, stood up, wiped myself clean, and handed Jason a wipe.

After we got dressed, Jason smiled and asked, "Want to have dinner later? My treat."

---Six months later---

I walked into the meeting room with coffee in one hand and a laptop in the other. Jason winked at me from the head of the table, and I walked over to sit beside him, all eyes on me. Everyone was here for today's website reveal. Jason pulled up the website on the projector, and I stood up to start the presentation, my pencil skirt hugging my budding baby bump for everyone, especially Jason, to see.