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Office Romances don't work...do they? (Nightstalker x Candi)

Chris moaned softly as he felt her nails dragging across his skin, her moans filling his ears with joy as the tip of his rampant cock penetrated even harder and faster in and out of her slick folds.
 
She moaned louder, his body slamming her with pleasure. "I'm going to cum!" she gasped, unable to do more than that her body and mind no longer working together. And she came hard, her pussy squeezing down on his cock.
 
Chris's moans were drowned out by hers, barely hearing her gasped out words but feeling her juices squirting out and down his cock as it probed her slick folds. The pressure from his tight sacs was increasing with every passing second as he used all of his willpower to fight back cumming and to prolong her pleasure.
 
She moaned and arched and drug her nails up and down his back as she rode out her climax. She slowly began to calm down and kissed his lips softly, holding him tightly as he kept at her. He was an excellent lover who knew exactly how to please her, but she would make sure that he got his.
 
Chris smiled and returned the kiss as he felt her inner walls clamp even tighter around his cock, the tip lightly pulsating as it thrust slowly now in and out of her slick folds.
 
Chris felt and heard the moaned out response from her, only seconds before he broke the kiss. His own moans loudly filling the water and surrounding areas as her muscles clamped even tighter around his turgid shaft almost like a vice, such was the intensity he could fight no more as jet after jet of his thick cream shot hard and fast against her inner walls mingling with her juices.
 
Claire moaned softly and did her best to try and calm herself, but it was a slow and very uphill battle.
 
((Going to speed this up a little))

For the rest of the time on the island it was pure happiness for them both, once back on the mainland the work grind took full control of Chris. Even with her words from the island still ringing in his ears he could not tear himself away from projects that he knew needed to be finished. His rapport with other colleagues was almost at an all time low as he kept to himself, working longer than hours most including the Boss. It was starting to take its toll on every part of his life as he woke one morning to the sound of growling from his dog, seems he had left some meat out and no amount of coaxing from her would he give it back. Getting out of bed he threw himself at the dog, grappling wildly with it before taking the now ripped open freezer back from its mouth, the fatigue in his body evident as the dog easily mistook his arm for food.
 
Claire had been seriously concerned for her fiance ever since their return from the island. No amount of gentle coaxing could pull him away from his work. It was beginning to irritate all of his co-workers, and, crazily enough, their once-healthy sex life. This morning as Claire was coming back in from a jog, she saw Chris wrestling his dog for some meat that had been left on the counter. He was tired and in pain, and Claire had just about had it. Her temper boiling, she stormed into the kitchen and gave a mighty shout, and the dog, let go, ears flat in shame. She ordered the dog out, having established a bond with the furball while Chris was locked in his office.

"Are you alright?" she asked, stepping closer, seeing his tired body dragging. That was it, She was definitely restricting the amount of manuscripts he could handle from now on. How he was getting around her in the first place was beyond her. She needed to look into it. Still, yelling at the dog hadn't relieved her rage, and thinking about how he'd broken his promise to her to cut down on his work was driving her crazy. She was going to let him have it today.
 
Chris heard the barrage of her words as he moved to a standing position, quickly glancing at the small gash to his arm he took down the first aid and bandaged it up. His eyes met hers briefly before throwing the still intact meat into the bottom of the fridge, closing it back up he gave an audible sigh and grabbed a glass of water. "Yeah I'm fine, going to head to work soon. That international report has to be finished."
 
"I gave it to Roy. You'll share credit. You are not going to work today. You are staying home if I have to tie you down." She put her hands on her hips and spread her legs a bit, as if to say, "I dare you to defy me." Her face clearly communicated her displeasure with him, though to someone who'd barely slept in the past week, it may have been softened just a bit.

"Once upon a time you made me a promise--one that said you would cut down on your work load. You've gotten worse than ever, and I've let it get out of hand. Normally, I don't like to limit employees, but I don't have a choice with you. From now on, you're not to take on more than I assign you. If I find out that you have, I will fire you so fast you won't even know what happened. What you're doing isn't healthy."

She came closer to him and put her hands on his face, forcing him to look into her eyes. "I'm worried about you, Chris. I can't let you keep doing this to yourself."
 
Chris again listened to the barrage of words, absorbing most of them and almost snapping as her hands touched his face. He knew what the others already thought of him at the office, the rumors had been circulating since they got back. It was also evident to most what was going on between them and had even pointed out to him by one of his co-workers. Hence the reason why he continued to work and not care about anything else. "Yes easy for you to delegate the work to others, more reason for me to get fired before you can do it. The higher up bosses already know about us so I am as good as fired if I don't do more than my normal share of work."
 
Frankly insulted by the insinuation that he was less of an employee because he was engaged to her, Claire gave him a light slap. She was obviously hurt. "People think you're a jerk because you're taking work away from them, Chris. They think I'm assigning you more because I'm playing favorites. None of them are criticizing me to my face because they've known me for years and worked under me, but everyone, including my superiors have noticed the spike in the amount of work you've been doing. The feedback has not been completely positive." She glared at him and shook her head.

"You're running yourself ragged for nothing. Our superiors would have accepted it all if you had just kept going like we were. When will you get it through your head that I am your boss? That I have experience in my field and that I know how to manage people and work and have been doing so for YEARS before you came along? If I felt you needed to increase your workload, I would have done it."

That said she picked up her keys and started to walk out. "Do whatever you want, but don't expect me to stick around if this keeps up."
 
Chris again listened to the full barrage of her words, the slap to his face did nothing at all to him. He was too numb and watching her leave he just shrugged before making sure he was presentable enough to fully leave the house. With the house locked up he drove away from the house parking in the hospital car park. His arm may be worse than he first thought as he waited for the doctor, one of the nurses tried to come near him but he pushed her away lightly. Security had even been called, slight disturbance followed with even them leaving him to wait patiently. The hours dragged on and so did the pain in his arm, eventually that night he was seen by the emergency doctor. With a few painkillers, one large needle into his arm and buttocks he was wheeled into another room. The doctor tried to reach Claire but kept getting no answer so he just left a message for her.
 
Claire had gone to the gym to beat the crap out of a punching bag. After her shower, she called home to check the messages, and heard that her fiance was in the hospital. Horrified that he'd needed her and she hadn't been there, she got into the car and drove straight there. A nurse guided her to his room and she waited patiently for a doctor to show up as she came in and saw Chris.
 
Chris had been heavily sedated, he was almost put into a coma by the doctor for his own safety. As he lay there sleeping he was vaguely aware of things around him and knew the doctor would be back in a few hours time to check on him. Until then no one would get a response to how his condition was.
 
Frightened of what had happened, worried that something couldn't be done, Claire came to his side, not sure if he really knew what was happening around him or not. She lay beside him and put her arms around him, trying her best to comfort them both.
 
As Chris lay there asleep he was aware of movement, softer footsteps than most he he had heard during the day and early hours of the night. Feeling the arms or that was what he though surrounding him he whimpered a little and sank lower into the bed. The doctor returned about an hour later to talk to Claire. His main worry had first been the bite then the stress overload, Chris had known all along it was not healthy but could not change. Claire was told a change a scenery is what he really needed.
 
When the doctor came, Claire got off the bed and stood up straight. "I'll definitely make arrangements for that," she said, frowning as she stared over at him. "What else can I do for him?"
 
The doctor's only response was simple. "Apart from him not working so much where he currently is not much can be done, he needs to do it for himself and you."
 
"He wouldn't listen to me...but now, he can't ignore what's been happening," she said. "Thank you doctor. I'll take care of him. When do you think he'll be able to go home?"
 
The doctor showed pain at her words and knew what she meant, checking the chart he spoke softly. "I would like him to stay for another couple of days just to make sure everything is settled. Perhaps in that time you can organize somewhere else for you both."
 
She nodded. "I certainly will. Is it alright if I stay here with him? I don't want to leave him alone. The last thing I want is for him to wake up by himself..."
 
The doctor nodded his head before leaving the room, several of the on duty nurses came in occasionally to check on them both but Chris was sound asleep and would be until morning.
 
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