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The meeting room was full of suits. Every seat was occupied by some head of this or a lead board member of that. People whose self worth was inflated because of their equally inflated bank accounts. 

And Alexia sat at the head of that long, clean and clinical table. 

The one with the largest bank account of them all. 

Alexia Putellas, one of the most prolific names in the business world.

The 32 year old’s portfolio was large to say the least. You name it, she most likely owned it, or had a stake in it. 

The business titan owned half of Barcelona's new luxury high rises, expanding out to London, New York, and her newest addition in Tokyo.  

Not forgetting her ownership with several tech companies of course.

Ice cold bottles of Berg water imported all the way from Canada were set directly in front of each seat, along with polished to perfection Vera Wang glassware. 

It was pretentious, but it was expected. 

Diagrams flicked over the projector, numbers and percentages neatly presented for all the big wigs to see. Some would nod, pretending to be as invested as they were paid to be. Some took notes on their shiny air mac books, looking up every so often so they looked the part.

But not everyone felt that way.

Alexia’s fingers tapped restlessly against her arm chair. It was the only thing she could focus on while one of the new starters in marketing drawled on about …. well, she couldn't actually tell you what she had been talking about because Alexia hadn't actually been listening. 

Her focus had been on you. 

Because this morning you had been very distracting. 

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Alexia hadn't woken up to her usual 7am alarm, instead she had woken up to the warm press of your soft lips on her bare stomach. 

“Amor?” She groggily murmured, one eye sleepily opening.

“Good morning, baby.” You purred as your kisses travelled lower.

The brunette sleepily smiled as her brain woke up to what was happening. “Hmm, this is a nice way to start my morning.” She mumbled, her morning voice raspy as she stretched her arms over her head. The soft cream Italian silk sheets moved with her. 

You smiled sweetly up at her, loving the way the muscles in her stomach were already flexing to the feeling of you. 

“You looked so cute sleeping. I couldn't really stop myself.” You whispered, almost shyly. 

The room was still dark, a slither of morning light spilled in the corner of the large room, giving you some sense of sight. Not that you needed it, you knew Alexia's body like the back of your hand, every curve, every freckle was mapped out in your mind.

“I have no complaints.” Alexia hummed as you shuffled down lower, your face now in between her thighs.

Your cunt jumped with want when her large hand lazy tangled in your already messy bed hair. 

You lathered her thighs in slow, wet kisses, sucking gently on her sensitive skin just to hear her breath skip in her throat. 

Alexia had finally fully woken up now, she sat up on her elbows, wanting to fully see what you were doing to her. She watched as your naked body lay between her legs, worshiping her like the goddess she was, praying at the altar of her cunt.

Her eyes greedily took in the curve of your arse, traveling up the smooth skin of your back, watching the way your muscles moved. The tresses of your hair flowed down your spine, falling between your shoulder blades. You looked dreamlike. For a moment she wasn’t sure if she was still dreaming.

“You look so good, baby.” The brunette sighed happily as she leaned back, folding her arms behind her head, getting herself comfy for what was to come. 

Her, hopefully. 

You nuzzled your nose against her thigh giving her one last kiss before you flattened your tongue and tentatively gave a gentle lick between her lips.

“Fuck.” She sighed, her lashes fluttering from the feeling of you. 

You hummed at the taste of her. Pressing your tongue inside her, greedily lapping at the already wet fluids escaping her. 

You slowly licked your tongue from her entrance, through her folds, then gently wrapped your lips around her clit, sucking it teasingly against your tongue. 

“Baby.” The brunette whimpered, her hips already grinding into your face.

“You’re so wet already, Ale.” You smirked, looking up at your wife through your lashes.

Alexia let out an airy chuckle trying to ignore the way your breath tingled against her wet skin. “And who’s the reason for that?” 

You gave her lips another soft kiss before going back to your task.

Your hands wrapped around her strong thighs, opening her up fully for you, like she was your own personal buffet. 

The brunette, relaxed sitting back, letting you eat her out while she watched you. 

“Thats it.” She whispered before gathering your hair on one hand, pushing your face a little deeper. “Keep going.”  

You groaned, feeling the pressure of her hand on you, doing exactly what she said without protest. 

Alexia could feel her heart thumping against her chest as your tongue swirled with precision around her clit. 

God, you felt so fucking good. 

But your bliss was rudely interrupted as a blaring jingle went off besides Alexia’s head.

“Fuck.” The brunette grumbled before reaching for her phone to see who dared to call her at this early hour. “It’s Jenni.” She sighed.

But you didn't stop as she pressed the green button on her screen, and she made no effort to stop you. 

“Si?” 

You heard the familiar voice of Jenni.

“When?.... Today?” Alexia frowned, her hand still wrapped in your hair as she spoke to Jenni. 

You flicked your tongue at Alexia's clit, quickening your movements before slurping at her wet folds.

The brunette gritted her teeth watching you like a hawk as you continued to pleasure her. 

“Can’t it wait?” She sighed with annoyance. 

Even as you greedily licked at Alexia's cunt you could hear Jenni’s own agitated tone simply state a firm ‘No’

You pulled back, Alexia watched as her shiny fluids stuck messily to your chin. You sweetly smiled before sticking out your tongue, showing her just how truly wet she was.

Her bottom lip came in between her teeth as she watched her juices drip from your tongue and onto the sheets beneath you. She looked utterly mesmerised by you, her mouth gapping open, lost in the filthy sight.

Then you went back to it. 

“Fuck.” Alexia gasped, throwing her head back against the pillow.

You could hear the unmistakable, all knowing change in Jenni's tone through the phone.

‘That’s why you don't want to get out of bed.’ You heard the raven girl snigger through the speaker. 

Alexia let out a frustrated groan as she hung up, blindly throwing her phone on the bed. 

“I have to go.” She frowned before dramatically throwing her arm across her face. “I have a meeting with the board that I can’t get out of. I have to leave in 15 minutes.” 

You stopped what you were doing and leaned your head against her thigh, giving her a pout that you’d normally save for when you really needed it. 

Like the time you found a raggedy kitten on a holiday in Greece. You had begged Alexia to bring the flea ridden feline home with you. She of course had said no before the words had even fully left your mouth, but when you stuck your bottom lip out your wife never had the heart nor will power to not fold and not give you exactly what you wanted. 

That raggedy old kitten was now named Falafel and had her very own playroom. Alexia was her favourite person, not that she'd admit it, but Falef's purrs said otherwise. 

“Thats not fair.” You sulked.

“I know.” She sighed before releasing the hold on your hair.

You leaned up, Alexia’s hazel eyes watched you crawl from her shaky thighs and sat directly on her stomach before you lent down to give her a lazy kiss.

“Dios mio.” She whispered the moment she felt your wet cunt press against her tight abs.

“Thats okay, baby. We can come back to this later.” You murmured against her lips, before sneakily allowing your hips to roll against her skin. 

Her hands automatically moved to grab your hips, but you were quicker, moving off of her before she could no doubt grind you against her.

“You better jump in the shower.” You sighed dreamily as you laid back on your side of the bed.

Alexia peered over at your naked body, you could see she was having second thoughts on whether or not to go to this meeting, but you both knew Jenni would gladly drag her out by her feet if she didn't show up. 

The brunette grumbled as she left you in the sheets, seconds later you heard the shower turning on. 

She was quick as she got ready, as the CEO she was used to having last minute meetings.

Alexia was in the walk-in wardrobe as she buttoned up the last button of her shirt, grabbing her sunglasses from the side before she came back into your shared room.

“I’ll make it up to you tonight, my love…” But her words were caught in her throat as she walked into the sight in front of her. 

Your hand was between your thighs, your hair a mess of tresses over the dusty pink pillowcases as you boldly circled your wet clit.

You smirked when you heard the small whimper leave Alexia’s gaping mouth. The brunette comically looked between your legs, then your face, then back between your legs again.

“Oh, hey, baby.” You rasped, your wet fingers slick with your arousal. 

And just as she began to walk towards you her phone rang again. No doubt Jenni telling her to move her arse.

She groaned, throwing her head back before she headed towards the door to leave, knowing full well if she stepped an inch closer to you she wouldn’t be making it to this meeting. “Amorrrr, why do you do this to me!” 

You couldn't help but laugh.

The 32 year old stood in front of you. In full designer. Looking everything like the 5”8 CEO that she is. Silk shirt tucked into high waisted tailored trousers. At least 30 staff reported to her. Reported being the optimum word. They respected her but they feared her.  A room would fall into silence at just a glance from her. Analysts would break a sweat at a pointed cough, stock markets fell at the arch of her eyebrow. And here she was. Stomping her foot like a child who had been told Christmas was cancelled because of you. And some light fingering.

Maybe it was a bit mean of you but you had to keep your wife on her toes every now and again. 

The brunette looked over her shoulder at you one more time before she left and mumbled. “You wait until I see you tonight.” She warned. 

But you couldn't take the threat too seriously, not with the tantrum she just had.

“Can’t wait.” You winked cheekily before dipping a single finger inside yourself, keeping your eyes locked with hers the whole time. 

Alexia’s eyes drifted down between your legs once more before she begrudgingly left.

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Now here she was. Her mind miles away, bored out of her skull while you were at home.

Being a brat.

Alexia sighed before she discreetly pulled out her phone under the table. Her fingers automatically opened the Instagram app.

She smirked when she saw the little round pink icon of your dp lit up with a story, but when she opened it her smirk faltered, her lips parted for the seventh time that morning due to you. 

There you were, kitted up head to toe in fresh Nike, thanks to Alexia’s stakes in the brand. Your face sweaty, sporting a tight sports bra, your chest drenched wet with sweat. Your baby hair’s curling at the edges where you had just completed a work out. 

The brunette licked her before she clicked on your next story. 

Alexia closed her eyes in frustration as she looked over the new picture. It was a selfie. Close up. Your tight nipples were perking through the fabric. Your rosy pink lips were parted just like the way they were when she left you this morning, in the large king sized bed. The same cloudy eyes that looked at her with so much desire as you teasingly touched yourself. 

The throb between her legs that had barely left her came back in full throttle as she imagined your mouth. 

The way your tongue had pressed inside her, making her legs shake and back arch and–

“…Alexia?”

“Sweat.” She gently mumbled under her breath, too consumed in her thoughts to even realise she was talking out loud.

“...Erm, Alexia?”

The brunette nearly dropped her phone as her name was called again bringing her back to the real world. 

“Huh?...What?” The CEO looked around the boardroom, slipping her phone back in her pocket as a room full of eyes looked at her for an answer.

Alexia must have looked like a dear in headlights, which wasn't often. 

The new marketing girl cleared her throat a little nervously. “I-I was just asking what your thoughts were on maybe teaming up with Rosalia and h-her team? It would be great for traction on the new project.” She stuttered. 

Alexia stared at her, blinked, once, twice, completely lost. Shit. 

“I erm…” 

“What she means to say is…” Jenni came in to save Alexia, giving her a shit eating grin as she did, “she thinks that's a great idea. We’ve been wanting to work with Rosalia for a little while and this is the perfect project for that.” The raven haired woman smiled reassuringly at her young colleague. 

Alexia looked at Jenni, then back at the woman in front of her, her face looking a little less anxious at Jenni's words, but still looking at Alexia for her approval. 

Alexia knew if Jenni liked whatever idea this was then she could let it pass.

“Si, I like the idea. Well done.” Was all she needed to say with a little head nod and small smile.

The room murmured in agreement, happy that Alexia liked the idea. 

The brunette looked over at her oldest friend, mouthing a silent ‘thank you’ her way.

“Shall we end it there. I think a quick coffee break would be good.” Jenni chimed, looking at Alexia, still smiling.

The room of course looked at Alexia for the go ahead. 

Alexia nodded, clearing her throat as she pulled at her shirt collar. “Everyone take 15.”

The room slowly descended with gentle murmurs as everyone began to rise from their chairs. Eager to get their caffeine fix. 

A low whistle came from the other side of the room. Jenni was standing now, her phone in her hand and that same wolfish grin on her face. “Aye, now I know why you were distracted." Jenni chuckled, showing her screen to Alexia, with your face plastered on her phone. 

“She’s killing me.” Alexia breathed, covering her face with her hands before dragging her palms down her face.

The raven haired girl threw her head back, letting out a belly laugh. “You are so whipped. I love it.” 

With a loud groan the brunette stood up from her chair, shaking her head at her oldest friend. 

“I can’t even argue with that.” Alexia admitted, softly chuckling. “I owe you a coffee for saving me.” 

“Can we go to the one with the cute barista?” Jenni wiggled her eyebrows. 

“Sure.” Alexia agreed. 

The two colleagues began to walk out the room, Jenni held open the door for Alexia as she walked out. The brunette pulled out her phone once more, smiling to herself when she saw she had a text from you.

Then she stopped dead in her tracks. 

It was a photo of you. Hair freshly washed, in nothing but an old pj top, one of Alexia’s of course. You were clearly naked from the bottom down, smiling innocently at the phone. With a simple text saying ‘miss you’

Before she could reply the heavy glass door came hurling towards her, slapping her right in the side of her face. 

“Oww! Merda!” She hissed, rubbing her now thumping head. She looked over at Jenni with a scowl, who had apparently let the door go.

Jenni smirked, holding her hands up in innocence.“Aye, it's not my fault you’re so distracted!” She smirked, walking ahead. 

Alexia rubbed her head, already feeling the lump forming and quickly wrote out a reply. 

‘Amor, you have to stop. I just banged my head, distracted by your face. Its dangerous for me x’

She can't help but laugh aloud at the reply that vibrates in her hand.