“Then what would you call it?”
“I touched him. Gently. Would you like to see stroking?”
I pinch her nipple harder and she barely covers her groan as she lifts in her chair. I consider her question while still teasing her, then turn her around. She eyes me up and down, panting, one breast out of her bra and shirt. She’s flushed and that needy look in her eye has me hardening in the silence we share.
Rather than using her words, Bella reaches out and molds her hand to my growing erection. I grunt as her warm palm slides over me. She stands, her body brushing mine as she keeps caressing and teasing me with gentle touches. Her lips brush my neck as she speaks.
“This is stroking, Roman. And it’s not fit to be done in public. Just so we’re clear on that front.”
It feels damn good. It’s been a few weeks since I’ve been touched at all and I know my cock is begging for release. Her mouth or pussy would be so much better than my hand. I exhale slowly, continuing to watch her. She gives me a wicked smile, like she’s the one in charge here like she gets to set the stage for anything and everything we do. Not likely.
I flip her around and brace her hands on her desk. She gasps as I jerk her skirt up around her hips. “Roman, what are-”
“You’re rather naughty, Bella,” I say while looking over her thigh-high stockings with that black garter belt. Her little black thong matches and makes a view that has my cock twitching.
“Don’t you like naughty?”
“I’m going to remind you of who’s in charge, in this office and out of it.”
“Roman!”
I bring my hand down on her ass and she gasps as the smack fills the office. I see her jump and shake my head. Never been properly spanked. It’s shocking. I caress her round ass, then do it again, lighter to keep from hurting her. She rocks back against me.
Of course, she loves it. I litter spanks over her ass and thighs until her creamy skin is pink and I can tell she’s wet. She keeps trying to rub her legs together. Naughty girl that she is. I tug on her thong and she groans.
“Please. Please, touch me, sir.”
I smooth my hands over her ass, spread her cheeks and can see how wet she is now. Her bare, beautiful pussy right here for the taking. I stroke over her clit and she pants, dropping to her elbows on her desk.
“Please!”
I up the pace with one single finger, but I know it’s too light to satisfy her. That’s the point. I collar her throat in my other hand. “You’re going to learn to be a good girl for me, Bella. If you’re not good, you don’t get rewarded.”
“So if I’m good, I get to have your cock?” She says.
I tighten my hand around her throat again and sigh. “If you’re good, you get to come.”
She whimpers, then gasps as I work two fingers into her soaked pussy. I curl them right where she needs, rubbing her g-spot until she trembles. When she squeezes her legs together, I pull away.
“Please, Roman!” She begs. “I’ll be good. I promise I’ll be so good for you. I’ll get down on my knees right now and-”
“And let me fuck your throat?” I guess.
She nods.
I turn her around, putting her in her chair and offer her my wet fingers. She takes my hand, but smears my fingers around her nipple. I watch how tight and hard it gets in response and feel myself groan. Then she licks my fingers clean and adjusts her bra.
Offering herself to me again.
And this is one I can’t refuse. It’s so damn sexy and confident and everything in between that it undoes me. I jerk her chair towards me as I squat down and lick over her nipple. She tastes perfect, not quite sweet, but addictive. She moans and grabs my shoulder as I open my mouth to suck her nipple.
“Yes!” She moans. “I’ll be good. I’ll be so good for you, Roman. I’ll prove it over and over again. You can spank me, fuck me, finger me, fuck my throat, everything.”
I push my fingers back into her pussy and give her what she wants. I tear the cup of her bra with my other hand so I can have both breasts and feast on her skin as she muffles her moans and rocks her hips into my hand.
I add a third finger, knowing she might need some prepping for how big I am, for how big Miles is, but Bella’s head just falls back as she takes me easily. I rub her clit with my thumb, making sure she’s on the edge of coming for me.
“I don’t know if you deserve to come just because you promise to behave, Bella. That doesn’t sound right to me,” I say darkly.