Dirty, Dark, & Dangerous: A Contemporary Romance Boxset

by Luciani, Kristen

  My cock springs to life as my pants fall to the floor. Her eyes bug out a little from what looks like shock. I guess Sean isn’t packing much downstairs. I swallow a chuckle. Once she has a taste of me, she’ll never be satisfied with pencil dick again.

  She grips my shaft with a warm hand and runs it up and down the full length, stroking my balls with the other. My breath hitches. Fuck, she knows how to use those hands. Let’s see if she knows how to use that filthy mouth, too. “Suck it, Jenna,” I mumble.

  Her lips close around me, her tongue running up and down the sides. I thrust forward into her mouth and hit the back of her throat, just to see what happens. She sits up straighter, gripping me with both hands, teasing my slit with that hot, wet tongue. I palm the back of her head, urging her to take me deeper, and she fucking does, like a good little whore.

  She works my dick with her mouth and hands, her movements frenzied. I push into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat every time. She takes it like a champ. No sign of gagging. No whimpering. Just a whole lot of sucking.

  Her lips tighten and I let out a low growl. If she keeps this up, I’m gonna lose my shit. I tighten my hands in her hair, pulling her mouth away from my slick cock. I drop to my knees and wrap my arms around her, pressing my lips to her swollen ones. I part her mouth with my tongue, the head of my cock teasing her cunt. She presses her fingertips into my back with one hand and the other closes tightly around my dick, tugging and pulling, rubbing it against her wetness. I tighten my arms around her, plunging my tongue deeper into her mouth, devouring her as I’ve only imagined. Her legs fall open and she lifts her hips upward, urging me closer. I grab a condom from where I’d left it on the edge of my desk. This tight, hot pussy – what I’ve been dreaming about for months – is finally mine. As I hover at her entrance, the thought of being inside of her makes me so fucking close to dropping my load.

  Her normally bright blue eyes flutter open, dark with lust. They focus on me like lasers, stunning me for the briefest of moments, before I plunge deep inside of her, feeling her body mold to mine, staking my claim. I groan as her ankles lock around me. Her eyes are now squeezed shut, and soft moans tumble from her mouth. But I don’t slow down; I go faster and I pound harder, because I know once she experiences a real man, she’ll never think about her boyfriend again. His cock will never compare; he’ll never give her what she needs. Fuck, she’s so tight, and her juices are flowing over me with each pump of my dick. I grip her ass cheeks and lift her, giving myself leverage to fill her with every inch of my need. I can’t stop touching her. This skin; it’s so smooth and soft. Her body clenches with each thrust, squeezing my cock like a vise.

  I pull her up from the floor and back her against the couch, on my knees, still fucking her with long, hard strokes. Our sweaty bodies slap together and I hold her close, my lips brushing against her ear. “I’m gonna make you come now, but I want you on top of me. I want to watch you go fucking crazy on my dick while you come all over me. Do you understand? I want you to show me what a dirty whore you are.”

  She gives me a quick nod, and I pull her on top of me as I lie back on the carpet. Her movements are slow and uncertain at first. She may pretend to like being the one in control, but when I was nailing her, she loved every second of me taking the reins. But now, I’m giving them back, and she needs to find her groove. She presses her hands to the carpet on either side of me, sliding up and down on my dick. Her juices drip all over me. “Are you ready to come for me? You’ve never had a cock this big before. Tell me how much you love it.”

  “I-I love it,” she pants, squeezing the shit out of my dick.

  I grit my teeth, guiding her hips up and down, thrusting myself deeper into her cunt.

  “Ahh! Oh my God, oh my God!” Her body convulses over mine as the screams fly out of her mouth. “It’s…it’s…holy shit!”

  I pinch her ass cheeks and plunge a digit into the tight rim of muscle, watching her go fucking ape shit on my dick as I rocket her into oblivion. For a second, I’m afraid she may pass out, her body is seizing so hard. I send another finger up, making her cry out. My stomach tightens and the orgasm rumbles through my body, exploding like a fucking cannon deep in Jenna’s pussy. The dull ache in my balls, the one that’s been haunting me ever since I saw her finger fuck herself in the library, is finally relieved. I can’t see anything, a blinding white light now commanding my vision. I can only feel, and it’s like nothing I’ve ever experienced before. I’ve taken everything she has to give. I’ve made her mine. This pussy, this perfect tight pussy, is for me and nobody else.

  I’ve just made sure of that.

  For such a smart girl, she’s a fucking idiot. But her error is my reward.

  Blackmail. It’s a fucking beautiful thing. Almost as beautiful as Jenna riding me like a crazed jockey. Almost.

  Chapter Eight

  JENNA

  I collapse onto the floor next to Jake, still struggling to breathe.

  Holy fucking shit. I just did that. We just did that. Jake and me. My boss. On his office fucking floor.

  I fling an arm over my forehead, my body still slick with sweat. My pussy is throbbing, aching for more. His cock is huge and tore through me like lightning, but I loved every second. Yes, it burned like a motherfucker, but it was the best freaking feeling ever. A feeling I need to experience again. Like, right now.

  I should be full of rage. He’s blackmailing me, for chrissakes! He’s using me for sex in exchange for not leaking everything that can and will destroy my future.

  And yet, here I lay, wishing for that fat cock to impale me again.

  God, I’m so twisted. And evidently a bigger slut than I thought.

  “What’s a Chubby G?”

  My eyes fly open to find Jake standing over me, his immense dick primed to suck. Oh, crap. Did I mention Chubby G in one of my emails? Dammit, I obviously did. “It’s, um, a vibrator.”

  “And you’d planned to use it tonight.”

  I furrow my brow. “Yes…”

  “So you have it here.”

  “Um-hm.”

  “Go get it. And come back here immediately.”

  He holds out a hand to pull me up. I’m still wearing my heels. Huh. I didn’t even realize it. I guess when you’re being plundered with a foot-long cock you tend to forget things. Our faces are mere inches apart. That devilish spark in his eyes sends a chill slithering through me, and I cover my breasts with my arm. Oh, because now, I’m suddenly shy?

  I reach down for my top and he yanks it away from me. “No getting dressed. I want to watch that hot little ass while you’re walking.”

  My throat tightens. “You have to be kidding me,” I croak. “What if people are still here?”

  “Then that’s a risk you take. Just like the one you took when you decided to fuck yourself in the library this afternoon. Someone could have been up there, too.” The corners of his lips curl into a nasty grin. “Oh yeah, somebody was there. And that’s why you’re here right now.”

  My pulse throbs against my neck. “J-Jake, please don’t make me do this. If anyone sees me—“

  “Then they’ll know what I know. That you’re a dirty whore who loves to be watched. Who loves to be fucked by a big cock. Who gets so fucking wet every time I say I’m going to fuck her in the ass.” He flings open the door. “Go, Jenna. Be a good girl and take the risk. I promise, it’ll be worth it.”

  I feel like I’m going to hurl all over my patent leather stilettos. Part of me wants to pull one off and stab Jake in the neck with it, but then he’d have me for misuse of company property and attempted murder. I’d be really fucked then.

  I twist around, breathing a tiny sigh of relief. The afternoon sunshine has turned into an early evening glow. Everybody has to be gone by now. It’s Friday, and well past six by now. If I just run really fast, I’m sure I can get back here without being seen. I tiptoe into the hallway. My cube is a few doors down and around the corner. There is nobody in my direct view,
but it’s what’s lurking beyond this hallway that makes me shudder. I have to do this. I have to do this. I am so severely screwed. Nothing can save—

  Oh, hang on a second! I clap a hand over my mouth and I creep closer to my cube. There is something that can save me. If he can film me, I can film him. All I need to do is get him to admit he’s blackmailing me, and I’ll be off the hook!

  Wow, for someone who thinks he’s so smart, he’s really a tool. And when I fuck him later, because I’m definitely going to need to feel that cock inside of me at least another three to five times before I leave this office, I’ll prove it to him.

  I clutch my arms across my chest and peek around the corner. The lights are all off, thank fuck. With a racing heart, I grab my bag from under the desk and turn back toward Jake’s office, still crouched next to my chair. Was that…no, the lights are all still off. Jesus Christ, I need to calm myself the hell down before I have a stroke. Of course, if somebody catches me slithering around on the floor in only these hooker heels, a stroke will be welcome. A whoosh of air pushes out of the floor vent and sends me flying into the air with a loud yelp. Motherfucker! I hear a snicker from down the hallway, and I know it’s Jake. That sexy as fuck asshole who is currently blackmailing me so I’ll let him screw me with my beloved Chubby G. God only knows what else he has planned. And I’d be a damned liar if I said I wasn’t curious. Or excited.

  I creep toward the desolate hallway before straightening up. My calves burn from sitting on my heels, but I feel protected down here, skittering across the floor like a fucking rat. It’s so dark, I don’t even know why I’m torturing myself. I peek my head around the wall of my cube and squint in the darkness before letting out a deep sigh. Okay, I’m safe. I do the crab walk until the coast is clear, and I’m away from the security cameras.

  Oh, shit. I gasp, twisting my head back toward the small black spheres stuck in the corners of the ceiling. Cameras? Cameras! That bastard totally set me up! He knew they’d be watching. And of course they use infrared! Holy fuck! Those perverted asses in Security are probably watching me right now, creeping around with my ass grazing the carpet. My mother will have a heart attack if someone shows her this footage.

  Screw that, what if somebody puts it on YouTube? If they post it on Facebook, their damned facial recognition software would be able to tell it’s me, and then I can really kiss my future goodbye.

  I clutch my stomach, tears springing to my eyes. Focus, focus, focus! You have a plan, Jenna. Stop crying like a little bitch, and get your shit together. You know what you have to do. So get your ass up and do it.

  I take a few deep breaths to settle my racing heart. I stand on shaky legs and walk back to Jake’s office with my bag hoisted over my shoulder. Fuck him. That jackass won’t see me crumble. No, I want to watch him go down. And then I really want to see him go down.

  I swing my hips as I round the corner and flash a smirk at him. He’s standing in the doorway, arms folded. I notice he’s just beyond the view of the security camera across from his office. Scumbag. I run a hand through my long hair and toss my bag at his feet. “It’s in there.”

  He backs inside and nods at it, just as I predicted. “Take it out.”

  I sidle up to him, allowing my breasts to graze his muscular chest. He thinks I’m a whore, and I’m about to prove him right. I sink to my knees, sliding down the length of his body. I dig around in my bag, my fingers finding my cell phone. With a quick thumbprint, the screen springs to life. I dig around for Chubby G with my free hand and dangle it between my fingers. It’s my favorite. Pink silicone gel, studded base, adjustable speed, and a head that hooks under to hit the hard to reach areas. Areas that Chubby G has never once missed, and I’ve had him in just about every orifice.

  “Get up.” He’s still standing above me, watching every move I make, so I make sure he’s not disappointed with the show.

  I slide back up the way I came, pointing Chubby G at him. “So, are you going to tell me what you have planned? Is this for you or for me?” I tilt my head to the side and give him my best seductive look. It’s not too hard, since he’s hot, and I’m insanely horny. He tempted me with a taste and now I’m in full-blown hooker mode, ready to drop and suck at a moment’s notice. The only difference is, I ain’t being paid. No, this next part is going to be payback.

  “Didn’t I tell you not to worry about being seen?” Jake’s lip curl into a sneer. “Not that you’ve ever been worried about that before.”

  “You were right,” I reply, gathering every shred of control I can muster. I drag a finger down the front of his torso, and he shudders from my touch. I bite back a smile. The tables have turned yet again, and now I’m calling the shots.

  Except he doesn’t know that. Yet.

  And I’m going to make sure he’s sufficiently fucked – literally and figuratively. I may have been a little short-sighted with my cavalier attitude toward work and flashing my pussy on film for the benefit of the dorky IT guys, but he discounted me a little too early.

  I press my breasts against him and blow a thin stream of air at his bare chest. “Now, when are you going to let me in on your plans? I’m so wet for you. I need this hard cock inside of me again,” I murmur, bringing the palm of my hand to my mouth and taking a long lick. I have to hold back a giggle. His eyes just about bug out of his head at that move, and he lets out a moan when I begin stroking the twelve inches of fuck-me-long-and-hard between his legs. I start to get really into it. He’s massive compared to any other guy I’ve been with, especially Sean. Although I’ve done a good job of faking it, there’s no way Sean’s tiny dick would ever hit my spot. I mean, that’s why I have Chubby G. He’s kind of my insurance policy against small cocks. I bite my lower lip, my thighs quivering at the thought of Jake’s dick pounding me into oblivion again. I rub the swollen head against my slit, teasing him to see how far he’ll let me go without pulling back on the reins. This is his show, after all. At least, that’s what he thinks.

  He grabs my wrist. “Stop.”

  I recoil. “Why? Isn’t this what you wanted?” I know it’s what I want right now. Asshole. He’s always on such a power trip. But if he doesn’t fuck me again, now, then he really does have me by the tits.

  He yanks my head backward, just enough to make me gasp. “Bend over the couch.”

  I walk around him, sliding my bag along the path toward the couch. I lean my body over the side, shaking my ass for his benefit. “Is this how you want me? Is it what you imagined when you decided to blackmail me?”

  He doesn’t respond, dammit! Instead, he grabs the Chubby G from my hand, presses himself against me, and grips my ass. Hard. So hard, it brings tears to my eyes. He spreads my cheeks, his hot tongue skimming the tight rim of muscle before delving inside of me. My legs buckle and I grip the arm of the couch with one hand, flicking my swollen clit with the other. Oh my God, by the time he can report me, I’ll be dead. Heart attack from the most intense pleasure I’ve ever fucking known.

  His tongue dips in and out of my ass, making me slick and loose. My hand quivers, rubbing my clit faster and faster until I’m afraid I may just pass out. Blood rushes between my ears and I plunge three fingers into my cunt. After having Jake’s cock shoved deep inside of me, my hand does little to quell my desire.

  His mouth pulls away from my ass and he spreads my cheeks apart, the head of his dick teasing my hot, wet hole. He presses forward and I scream. Fuck, it burns! Is his dick on fire? It sure as hell feels that way. He thrusts into me, not wasting a second. Deep, long strokes make me crumble onto the arm of the couch, panting, begging for his hand to fuck my pussy while his cock splits my ass like a log.

  The smooth head of Chubby G vibrates my lips and I jump at the sudden and delicious sensations. He works it against my clit, rubbing me up and down as he pumps into my ass. He hooks an arm around my waist and pulls me against him as he thrusts deeper. Chubby G fucks my throbbing pussy with the help of Jake’s hand. He flicks a button at the base, in
creasing the speed of the vibration, and my heart is going to explode out of my chest at any given second. I slam my hips backward against him, forcing his dick deeper into my ass, as he shoves the vibrator farther inside of me. His balls graze my pussy with each thrust. A fluttering that starts out in my core morphs into an eruption like nothing I’ve ever dreamed about. It explodes throughout my body, firing every nerve ending, paralyzing any movement. I can’t breathe, I can’t think, I can’t speak, and I sure as fuck can’t live without this dick. My mind goes blank, white noise assaulting my ears, muting all sound around me. Expletives fly out of my mouth, but I don’t hear them.

  “Tell me how much you love my cock shoved up your tight little ass, Jenna. I want to hear it.”

  “I…love…it!” The orgasm tears through me like an untamed wildfire, incinerating every cell in its path.

  Chubby G drops to the floor as Jake pushes into me one last time. “Fucking Christ, Jenna,” he grumbles, grabbing one of my breasts and kneading it like he’s molding clay for a sculpture.

  The aftershocks ripple through me, making me shudder. He holds me close, his head buried in my hair, his arms wrapped tightly around me. It’s oddly intimate, considering he’s been all slut this and whore that since I walked in here this afternoon. I fall back against him, his warm breath a welcoming comfort on the back of my neck. Soft lips caress the sensitive skin behind my ear, and when his cock slips out of my ass, my body immediately feels the void.

  He turns me around to face him. Gone is the malicious smirk, the icy glare. Something has replaced all of the anger and vengeance.

  And the hell if I know what it is.

  Chapter Nine

  JAKE

  “Get dressed.”

  Jenna shoots a blank stare in my direction, and I have to avert my gaze. The look on her face is a combination of shock and disappointment. I bet she’s not used to rejection. Under normal circumstances, I love having that power. Knocking the hot girl down a few pegs when she really expects a pat on the head and then on the ass for a job well done. I thought I could handle Jenna, thought I could treat her like all the others. I shouldn’t have done this. I’ve crossed the line.