“No. What’s crazy is you thinking this is not going to happen. It’s already happening, Skye. You already belong to me.”
She shook her head, and he drew his fingers from her cunt and slid them against her clit, working her until she arched up off the desk, screaming his name. He brought her so close to the peak, but once she started that climb, he brought her straight back down again, denying her the orgasm she clearly craved.
“Please stop,” she said.
He held his hand against her. “You want me to stop touching you?” he asked.
“No! I want you to stop torturing me.”
“Then work for me.”
“I can’t do that.”
He didn’t play with her pussy, instead keeping her poised and ready and not letting her go. She cried out and he was so pleased he had soundproof walls. The only reason he’d gotten them installed were the times he slept in his office. He didn’t want his staff to hear his nightmares.
“How about we compromise?” he said.
“What is the compromise?” She shook with every single indrawn breath. He liked that he was the one that kept her in suspense, waiting, desperate, hungry.
He was ready to come all over her, to have his spunk mark her body. He was in control, and Skye needed to be the one to see it.
“You work here, but you still work for Arthur.”
“Why can’t I work in Arthur’s office if I’m still working for him?” she asked.
“Skye, you’re not that stupid, and I’m not going to treat you as if you are.” He leaned forward and sucked her clit into his mouth, relishing the sound of her moans as he did. Hearing her pleasure echo in his office was something he wanted to relive, again and again. “You know why I want you close. You don’t think I can’t feel this between us. This passion. It’s there, and you can deny it all you want. I know your pussy is wet for me, and I bet no man has ever gotten you this close to coming before. Not even that husband of yours. The one that you claim to love.”
“Fuck you.”
He smiled. It was the first real emotion he’d gotten out of her. “I’m going to fuck you. First, you’re going to come, screaming my name. Then you’re going to start working for me. It’s as simple as that. You can deal with Arthur’s company. I’ll deal with him. You will belong to me.”
“I’m not part of the takeover.”
“You’re his employee, and from now on, that makes your ass mine.” He bit down on her clit, fucking her hard with his fingers. She grew even more wet as he continued to hold power over her. He wanted to keep on licking her pussy, but he also wanted to watch her come and the only way was to stand up and do it.
He replaced his tongue with his fingers, stroking her as he gripped her neck. He didn’t squeeze or choke her, but he held her firmly down so she knew he was the one in control. He held the power over her, not the other way around.
She moaned his name, and he felt the change within her.
Noah didn’t stop. He kept on stroking her, pushing her to the limit and holding her still.
Each stroke set her on fire, begging for more, desperate for it.
This time, he gave her what she wanted, stroking her to a release that had her screaming even louder this time.
Again, he was thankful for soundproof rooms because everyone in his office would have known what they were doing, not that he had anything to hide.
Modesty was for her.
Once she came, he used the cream from her release to work his cock, running his hand up and down his length, keeping her in place.
The way her tits shook with every single indrawn breath drove him crazy. It didn’t take him long to find his own release, and one day soon, he was going to fill her pussy and watch him leak from her. Every single drop landed on her mound. He grabbed a tissue and wiped it from her.
“This is only the beginning.”