Overworked: An Office Reverse Harem Romance

by Dark Angel

  Sebastian smiles at me, satisfied to have made me come right now because neither one of us could keep our hands off each other.

  "You’re mine." His possessive growl makes my clit twitch. I want to be his, forever. He stands to his full height and pulls me up on shaky legs. His mouth crashes against mine, and I savor the taste of my juices mixed with his. Slowly, he turns me then bends me over me, pushing his hand between my legs.

  “Keep your eyes on me, Lily,” he demands.

  His fingers slide between my lips, making sure I’m wet and ready for his length. I keep my gaze trained on his as he slowly thrusts his cock into my wet pussy. I bite back an unexpected groan as I try to spread myself wide to receive him, but it's so big that it hurts to take him all in. He spreads my legs wider and rotates his hips, allowing my body time to adjust to his length and girth. There’s no way that’s fitting. I roll my finger over my clit to lube myself so that I can take it all in, and the fire and lust burns brighter in his eyes.

  "Are you ready, Lily?” He asks in a low, almost dangerous sounding voice.

  I nod and squeeze my eyes shut as I allow him to slam his giant cock into my pussy that is just stretching to contain all of his cock. It is so intense that I can hardly focus, but I see the passion in Sebastian's eyes and it makes me so much wetter that I can barely breathe.

  He glides his length in and out of my pussy in short and restrained thrusts, building his climax slowly. Claiming his release, his body stills and tenses, his eyes pinching closed, as his cum spills inside of me.

  He cages me inside his arms and lets himself down on top of me, his forehead pressed to mine as we catch our breaths. His strong and heavy weight relaxes me in his hold, though I can still feel his cock twitching inside me.

  I want to come again, but I don't move; I savor this experience. Sebastian makes me feel more alive than I ever have in my life. The way he fucks me is so incredible that I could just pass out.

  “You liked letting me fuck you the instant I wanted you, Lily.” It is not a question. “You like being my personal slut. Your body is mine to fuck.”

  God, he takes my breath away. Don’t shoot me, ladies, like I trust this man. I do, somehow despite all my other fears. I feel safe with him.

  And I’m so fucking wet. “Yes, Sebastian. I wanna be your little whore,” I say, my voice getting breathy. I almost can’t believe the words coming out of my mouth.

  I can tell by the way Sebastian is looking at me that he can’t believe it either.

  He slams me up against the door of the entire bathroom. I can hear people, and I know they’ll be able to hear me. Sebastian’s hand goes over my mouth but I’m still moaning the instant his cock enters me again.

  “That’s right,” Sebastian says, lifting up one my legs and practically splitting me in half. His cock slams into me, going so deep inside me. I’m mewling against his hand, the intensity of how deep he’s fucking me making me lose my mind. He slams into me so hard the door is shaking. I just love being in his thrall. He’s fucking into me like his sex object and it turns me on. I like being one of his possessions.

  I wonder what he’d think of all of these thoughts. His lips are on my neck and the heated contact undoes me.

  “I’m so close!” I cry out against his hand.

  Sebastian pumps into me harder and faster. “Yeah, baby, fucking slather my cock with your creamy pussy.”

  His filthy words send an absolute shiver through me and I can’t stand the idea of him not being inside me. I buck my hips and roll against him, desperate to make sure that he’s got every bit of me that he can have. I want him to fuck me so deep that I can’t see straight and my eyes roll back in my head and I almost black out.

  Which shouldn’t be a problem. This man can seriously fuck. My pussy is wet and trembling and squeezing around him so hard that I can barely breathe. Every breath I take is punctuated by his hard thrusts into me.

  “Fuck, yes!” I cry out as another orgasm starts to tear through me.

  “Yeah, Lily, you like being my fuck toy to use wherever and however I want,” Sebastian says, smug and satisfied. The hand he’s not closing over my mouth goes to my clit and he starts working his thumb over it in circles.

  My hips jerk at the feeling, desperately react to the way pleasure lights through my nerves. I groan, the intense sensation making me gush cum all over Sebastian. The sheer force of my orgasm could shove his cock out of me, but he’s slamming back into me so hard that I don’t think anything could stop him from fucking me.

  That delicious thought makes my eyes roll back in my head and I’m desperate for him to give me more and more of anything he has to offer. I want him to fuck me so hard we break this door; I want him to fuck me so hard that I can’t walk afterward.

  I guess I’m supposed to get a washover of shame right now or something, but I can’t seem to bother because I realize that I’ve never been so happy in my life. I know, right, Sebastian’s burying his cock in me before we could really finish our fancy dinner.

  But I hear his breathing change and he’s about to fill me up with his cum, and I’ve never felt better than I do in this moment. I’m his. I’m his to use, to fuck, to have. I want him to fuck me like this everyday, anywhere that he wants to.

  Sebastian’s hand moves and he puts two of his fingers in my mouth. I suck them, my instant reaction, and I watch how he smiles, pleased with my reaction.

  Then he pops those fingers out of my mouth and brings them to my ass. He presses them inside of me and I’m so impossibly full that I cry out. I actually hear some people in the restaurant gasp at the sound I make. You’d make all sorts of sounds with a perfect cock slammed so far up your pussy you can’t see and then the perfect, most sensual man in the world, fucked you with two of his fingers in your ass. I’m so full, and he’s fucking me, pumping into me so hard that I can barely breathe.

  Never stop fucking me like this!

  I’m begging in my mind because even if I wanted to form words right now, I couldn’t. I’m desperate for anything he has to offer. He knows my body better than I do, and he touches me and I melt.

  “Lily, fuck,” Sebastian groans. He pulls his cock out of me and shoots hot jets of cum onto my tits, angling up and hitting my lips. I open my mouth and drop to my knees to drink every last drop of him. His fingers in my ass slide out and he grips me tight against him. The way he’s holding me feels so emotional. There’s something about it, something so achingly possessive that it warms something within me.

  When I finally swallow the last drop of him, he runs his fingers through my hair, smiling at me. I stand and look into the mirror, shocked by just how...how much I look like I just got fucked.

  Sebastian stands behind me. “Look how sexy you are. This flush on your skin,” Sebastian says, stroking the back of his hand up my forearm. He kisses my forehead and I watch in the mirror how he pulls me to him.

  Something’s most definitely happening between us. He must know. He must feel it, too.

  The way he looked me, how he kissed my forehead. I know we just had all this crazy sex, but this moment will forever stick in my mind.

  It is either the moment my whole life changed for the better, or got so much worse. Because I know now that I want so much more with Sebastian. Maybe he wants more, too, or maybe he doesn’t. But we’ve reached the point of no return.

  “I love you, Sebastian,” I whisper out. I say nothing else.

  And neither does he the entire night.

  When he gets a phone call, I can’t help but notice a look of relief on his face, and I’m crushed.

  Sebastian

  I'm sitting in my downtown apartment with my lawyer on the phone. My outstanding view looks over the city and all the way to the water in the distance. I am so fortunate to be here considering where I came from. I used to be just a poor nobody but I've risen to the top. I've clawed my way to success and I didn't do that by being a pushover. I am ruthless in business, that part is understood by all my
colleagues and clients. Now I have this one girl trying to bend my rules. Never. Besides, she got in too deep, too fast and that's not for me. Never has been.

  "Sell it," I tell him with a heavy heart. I'm talking about Lily's building but there's nothing more to do. It's gotta go. I know she'll be upset but that's kind of the point. I need her to pull away from me. For God's sake, she told me that she loves me and I can't have that, not with anyone.

  "Are you sure?" my lawyer asks.

  "Have you ever seen me not sure of a deal this big?"

  "Okay. You got it. It'll be done by this afternoon."

  I should never have touched Lily. Now I have to break her heart. I don't do love. I'm not capable of it and I'm not that kind of man. I've never cared about anyone since my mother. She needed me and I was too poor to save her. I have vowed never to let that happen again. Not ever. Lily is too young for this and I should've known better. I should have seen all the signs. I did see them but I ignored my intuition, my gut instinct because Lily was irresistible to me, she still is. So young, untouched, and beautiful with so much passion lurking just beneath the surface waiting to be unleashed. God, I want to fuck her right now just thinking about it. She has consumed my thoughts ever since I met her. I think about when she fell asleep in my arms and how it was the sweetest thing ever. But no. I cannot have that. I can't afford to risk having feelings for her, it would mess up my whole life. I have determined that I will not keep up the charade any longer knowing that she's in love with me. Why? Why did she have to utter those words – my kryptonite?

  I bought her father's building because I knew I could take something struggling and turn a profit with it, Lily was the icing on the cake. But now, I simply must cut her free. What kind of man would I be if I don't do this? She'll probably hate me for this, but she isn't the first and she won't be the last.

  My phone lights up and buzzes with Lily's number and sweet face on the screen.

  "Hello, Lily."

  "Sebastian, where are you?"

  I keep my tone cool, "I had some business in the city. You should take the weekend off and I'll see you Monday."

  I hang up before she can say goodbye or protest.

  I take the weekend to myself to wrap my mind around what's just happened. My feelings for her just won't go away. I wrap up some other deals, I work out, I go out...but nothing distracts me from Lily. I can imagine she's hurt right now, but I had to do it. I had to be terse and let her know that things between us will now fade into nothing. Also, I make sure a courier sends over the final closing papers on her building. She'll know that I've sold it and that should cut things off fast. I don't need this kind of baggage, a relationship in my life and hopefully, this tells her so without me actually having to say the words.

  Monday comes too quick and first thing in the morning Lily storms into my office. The hurt and the anger on her face make it clear that she knows what I did.

  "You're still selling my father's building?" She slams her hands down on my desk. I can see tears brimming in her beautiful eyes. Her eyes also brim with hatred now, hatred for me.

  I sit behind my desk, calm and cool like always. I don't ever let my emotions get the better of me. And, in this case, it's important that I stay cold.

  "Yes, Lily. The deal is done."

  "But the people you sold it to will just destroy it. They're not interested in helping the tenants or anyone else."

  "And I am?" I question her with authority. What right does she have to weigh in on my endeavors? "I run a business, not a charity. I'm sorry if you saw otherwise."

  She hardens her gaze towards me now. "And what about the people who live there? What about my memories..."

  "You can make new memories. The property will make money when sold." I skim the lines of her body and slowly undress her in my mind. This is so hard to hold back.

  "But Sebastian...I thought you cared and I thought my ideas could work...if you tried that instead maybe?" She stops.

  I continue to scrutinize her and I say as if indifferent, "I don't deal in ifs Lily, I deal in dollars and in cents. That's all." I look down at some paperwork and pretend to read it.

  Her voice quivers, "How could you do this to me? After everything?" The tears begin to fall down her face.

  My heart softens, I hate to see her cry and that I am the cause of it just ruins me. But I have to do this, my mission is clear.

  "Try to understand Lily."

  "Understand what?" She's seething now. "That you used me and that I gave you everything I had. I loved you and it doesn't mean anything to you? Fuck you, Sebastian. I fucking hate you," she screams and then she's gone, slamming the door to my office.

  I am not prepared for the way it feels to see my beautiful, sweet Lily walk out of my life.

  I walk over to the bar and I pour myself a stiff drink. She'll be okay and so will I, I try to tell myself. She's young and she'll find someone else. The vision of her with another man makes pure rage start to flare inside of me and I know I'm fucked.

  Sebastian

  It's a month before I come to realize how wrong I was. A month of late nights and too much booze. I see her every time I dream and everywhere I go. I never even want to touch another woman again. Why? Because she won't be Lily. She's everywhere I look and at the same time, she's not. Because of what I did she hates me and she has vanished from my life and all that's left are ghosted memories and reminders of what I lost.

  I know I am wrong but when I seek her out it's as if she never was. Her phone is disconnected, her apartment is empty. Oh God, what have I done? How could I have left her beautiful heart just broken like that? I intentionally caused her pain, a thing which I never thought I would do...and why? All because I was scared of getting hurt, of falling in deep. I didn't realize then what I know now which is that for her any amount of commitment is worth it. She is the love of my life and totally worth getting hurt over. I will do anything to find her, even go the ends of the earth. I'm so desperate to know where she's at that I've hired a private investigator. I will not rest until she's back safely in my arms. I just hope it's not too late for her forgiveness. If I have ruined this forever, I wouldn't blame her but I will die a bitter man for sure.

  The PI tells me that her mom and stepdad have been in Europe and haven't heard anything from her. There's no forwarding address from her apartment and I'm at my wit's end trying to find her.

  I call my PI almost constantly.

  "Any word?"

  "I have a lead on one of her friends. Her name is Nicole and supposedly they are close. That's the best I've got right now. We're still looking."

  He gives the name of where Nicole works and I jet down there as fast as my Porsche will take me. When I drive, I always drive the Porsche...all my other cars, I’m happy to let my driver handle.

  I'm getting close. This could be it, an end to my misery.

  I walk into Nicole's office and she immediately recognizes me and I can immediately tell that she's been appraised of the situation. The look in Nicole's eyes reveals a certain vengeance and loyalty. Lily must have told her everything.

  "Go away," she says. "I'm not telling you anything."

  "I'll give you a thousand dollars if you tell me where she is."

  "Nope." She doesn't even look up from her paperwork.

  "Okay, five thousand. Cash."

  "No way. Lily's my friend. Screw you."

  "Ten thousand." I get my checkbook out and start writing.

  She scoffs at me. "You really think it's that easy don't you? You think you can just buy people's loyalty like that? Well, no. I'm a real friend and I would never betray Lily the way you did. You didn't deserve her then and you don't deserve her now. I don't care if you write me a check for $50,000. You can just fuck off."

  "Alright," I give in. "You're right, okay? It's not that easy. But I'm frantic and I have to find here."

  "Why is that? Did she forget to sign something for you? Do you need her to finalize the sale? She won't give i
t to you."

  "I'm not selling her father's building. It was a mistake."

  "Hmm," she acts unaffected. "Really? Why not?"

  I'm practically begging this girl for info. It's so unlike me but nothing's the same anymore.

  "Because it's important to Lily, and that means it's important to me. I'm not selling it. I never will."

  Mild shock registers on her face and she takes out a pad of paper and scribbles Lily's new address on it.

  "Thank you! Thank you so much. You won't regret this. $50,000, okay?" I say as I'm heading out the door.

  "I don't want your money," she responds.

  "I know, but you earned it...for being a good friend." At least Lily's had one good person in her life looking out for her.

  I'm practically running out the door. I hear her shout over my shoulder, "You hurt her again and I'll kill you!"

  Now there is a woman with a solid head on her shoulders and a heart to match it. She would've turned down all that money for the sake of her friendship. I make a mental note to recruit her to my company as soon as I get everything straightened out. For now, I'm moving as fast as I can to get to Lily, never wanting to be apart again. One thing though might stand in my way and that's her displeasure in me. What if I've broken her heart beyond repair? What if I never get her back? I can't allow myself to even think of it. My heart would be shattered, and though I did the same thing to her, I am just hanging on to the fact that we are meant to be and now I know. I was such an idiot to take this long to figure that out but I am determined to prove to her that I will never again be responsible for her pain. I will hold her gently and never let her fall, the treasure that she is.