"No deal. That's what I do,” he growls, while looking me over as if that’s what he wants to do right this second.
"Lynx. I don't expect this to turn into anything more than just some playful time with you. I know you'll move on to your many women and I'll be ok with that. That's why I want us to set up some professionalism in this. I deserve to have that from you. Besides from the looks of it, you actually really need help with this business."
"I do need help. The admin shit is killing me."
"I can help with that if you let me, but I won't let you make me feel like I'm just getting paid to spread my legs for you whenever you want."
"Are you done making rules yet? Because I'm done listening. I'm not paying you to fuck me. Shit, people pay me to see my dick on the daily. I don't have to pay for a damn thing. I sincerely will have you working here to help me with the shit we talked about, but I'm not promising that I'll be able to keep my hands off of you and I'm sure as fuck not promising that I'll keep the filthy shit from coming out of my mouth." He stands up and walks to my side of the desk. He sits on the edge of it, giving me an eye level view of his cock in those underwear.
I fight the urge to reach up and run my fingers up his abs and over his chest.
"Can you at least try to keep it to a minimum? And one more thing. Don't accept a call with me in the room. I don't want to see that unless I'm the one making the call."
"Alright then, you have to promise me that you'll take a call from me when I call you." I stand and look him in the eyes. Something tells me all of this is just the beginning of me making a few bad decisions, but I nod in agreement.
"Where should I get started today?" He grabs my hand and sets it on his dick; keeping his over mine, he pushes against my hand.
I can feel him getting hard with the next firm grip he makes with my hand under his.
"Start here." He softly moans when I squeeze my fingers into his growing erection.
"Lynx. I told you after hours. I'm here to work." He holds my hand tighter against his bulge and begins to breathe harder.
"Taking care of my dick can be your job. It needs to be moisturized before I get on camera."
"Here we are again. So quickly right where we started." I have to point out to him that we're back to square one.
"I know, it's great." He steps forward and brushes my hair way from my face. "I'm going to try to find a boundary with you, but it's not going to be today. It might not even be tomorrow." He kisses my cheek before he slides his lips over mine.
"It's going to take me a little while to get you out of my system. Then I might be able to comprehend these boundaries you speak of." He lowers his underwear, then moves my hand back over his cock.
"Be careful with it. It's still sore." I look down and admire his piercing. He has an Apa. It's known to hit a G-spot if done right. I used to date a tattoo artist who also did piercings. It was one he actually didn’t have so I’ve never felt one during sex.
"How can you even be thinking about sex after that?" I ask softly, unable to stop looking at how hot it looks on him.
"How could I not?" He's still rubbing against me and I can tell he's horny as hell, even if his dick is sore from the fresh piercing.
"Can you even do anything with that for six weeks?"
"Fuck the rules." He pulls a condom from a small box on his desk and rolls it over his length, slowly. "Sit on my desk."
"We didn't even make it five minutes, Lynx."
"Sure we did. Slide your pants down first and then get up there and spread those beautiful legs for me. I need this. Right. Fucking. Now." I follow his commands and watch as he grips my hips, slowly sliding his cock into me. I can feel him inch by fucking inch.
We both moan as he works it in more with each thrust, giving me time to adjust to his size first. He pushes me slowly until my back is flat against the desk. His grip on my hips is tight as he pulls me toward him repeatedly, only to release a low growl each time he slams into me.
When he's finally all the way in, he slams into me hard and instantly sends me screaming into an orgasm as he does it over and over again, fucking me as if to show me that no one else will ever feel this damn good. I have a feeling that he’s right.
He doesn't stop even when I'm trying to back away from him, while gripping at anything that I can reach. Before I know it, my body begins to tremble and then he's moving his fingers over my clit at a fast pace, making me scream even louder as I squirt for the first time in my life. It’s so damn intense that I can barely handle the sensation.
"Hell yes. I'm going to fucking love this piercing." He continues to fuck me through my sensitive come down and before I know it, I'm on the rise again.
"Shit. So good." I'm not even sure what I'm saying as he finishes driving into me the last few times before he squirms through his own release, digging his teeth into my neck.
"Fuck. What have you done to me?" He leans over me before he kisses my neck where he just bit it. I can't believe how sexual this man is. He's been great every time I've been with him, even when we didn't go all the way.
I think the real question is, what has he done to me?
REBEL MUST BE FUCKING CRAZY to think that I can go longer than five minutes without wanting to devour every inch of her beautiful body.
The fucked up thing is that I can usually control myself when it comes to women. Not when it comes to her. My dick actually aches at just the thought of her being near, not to mention the fact that it’s still throbbing from fucking her while the tip is still sore. I must be fucked up, because I actually liked the torture of how it felt every time I hit her deep. Shit, I need to stop thinking about my dick.
I’ve left her alone in the office for four hours now. I’m trying my hardest to respect her wishes, but I can tell right now that it’s not going to be easy to wait until after work hours.
As far as I know, she’s wrapping up schedules and payments now and then she’ll be heading out for the day.
This shouldn’t bother me, but fuck. I want more time with her.
Poking my head through the office door, I catch her stacking up a pile of papers and shoving them into the cabinet. She’s oblivious to me watching her, so I take a few minutes to take her in while she works.
She’s so damn beautiful and doesn’t even know it. I know without a doubt that every one of my guys would jump at the opportunity to make her theirs. Not fucking happening.
Placing her hand over her chest, she lets out a small scream when she turns around to see me watching her. “Shit, Lynx. How long have you been there?”
I smile and step into the office. “Just long enough to see how fucking beautiful you are while you’re lost in concentration.”
Her cheeks redden as she looks me over, trying her hardest not to look down at my dick that is now completely fucking hard again. “I was just finishing up for the day. Anything else you want done before I leave?”
I step up next to her and wrap both of my hands into her hair, letting my eyes trail down to her plump lips. “No, but you can come with me to Club Royal tonight.”
She sucks in a small breath and grips my arms as I begin trailing kisses up her neck, stopping just below her ear. “I want to spend time with you outside of work. Fuck, I don’t just want you then, Rebel.” I trail one hand down her body, stopping on her ass as I whisper in her ear. “I want you so much more than you know and more than I can even begin to figure out.”
A small moan escapes her parted lips as I give her ass a squeeze. “What time? I have a little work to do first,” she breathes out.
Pulling her closer, I press my erection into her. “I’ll pick you up by nine.”
She laughs. “You don’t have my address.”
She’s fucking crazy if she doesn’t think I know where she lives. I keep her file in close reach. Perks of being the boss. “Sure I do.”
Her eyes come up to meet mine and the way she’s looking into them as if she’s trying to see what’s inside, I get
the sudden urge to slam my lips against hers and claim them again.
I want to lick them, suck them and bite them. Anything to show her that they’re mine.
“You surprise me.”
“How so?” I question, while running my thumb over her bottom lip.
“You intimidate me, yet make me feel completely wanted and safe at the same time. I never know what to expect from your mouth, but it has the same effect on me every time. And your eyes . . .” she stops and smiles. “They give you away and I guess that’s what surprises me. What your eyes have to say.”
I smile, not really knowing what she’s getting at. Maybe they give more away than I thought. “I wish your eyes would give more away,” I respond.
We both stand here looking at each other, until the office door pushes further open and Nash pops his head inside. “Boss. You have a call waiting on you. I have Rome’s ass trying to hold them off until you get there.”
“Fuck!” I didn’t even realize I had a call scheduled for today. I only have my damn self to blame for not letting Rebel do her work the other day. “On my way. Rome better not have his cock whipped out in my room and touching my shit.”
Nash shrugs. “Couldn’t tell ya. Better hurry.”
Rebel backs away from me and clears her throat. “I’ll just clean up and get out of here. Enjoy your call.”
“Shit,” I mumble to myself. Talk about shitty timing. “I’ll see you tonight. Be ready by nine.”
Growling under my breath, I take off down the hall in a hurry. If I leave Rome alone for too long in my room, his ass will probably have his dick touching everything in sight.
When I make it to my room, Rome is grinding against the arm of my leather couch like a damn stripper, while pulling down the front of his underwear to show her the base of his cock. He grinds his hips a few more times, before whipping his cock out and slowly running his hand over its length.
“Holy shit, Rome. Why haven’t I called you yet? You’re young and absolutely delicious. That body and the way you move . . .”
I stand back and look at the screen to see one of my regulars. @Prettygirl84 is one of the clients that has shown her face from the very first call. She’s extremely hot and dirty. Before Rebel, she was my favorite caller.
Seeing how much she’s enjoying Rome actually makes me happy that I hired him.
Biting his bottom lip, Rome looks my way and nods his head at me, before turning back to the screen and releasing his dick. “Lynx is ready.” He covers his cock back up and grabs his jeans, picking them up. “Schedule a call with me and I’ll be happy to show you what dirty means.”
“Oh my goodness.” My client bites her bottom lip and runs a hand over her breasts and watches as Rome walks past me and bumps his fist with mine.
“Thanks for entertaining my client. I’ll send some money your way to make up for it.”
He just smiles and nods his head, before jogging out of my room and leaving me alone with @Prettygirl84.
“Damn, Lynx. Rome warmed me up pretty good while waiting on you. I’m already close. My undies are off and my pussy is throbbing.”
This used to excite me with her, but for some fucked up reason, I don’t feel shit. In fact, I’m still thinking about how I buried myself in Rebel this morning.
“Rome is one of my guys. I only take the best.” I watch as she takes her bra off and squeezes one of her breasts. “How do you want me to finish you off?”
“Mmmm . . .” she moans. “You know how I want you to finish me off, Lynx. With your humongous dick inside of me, pounding into me through all hours of the night. I’m so damn wet. I’ll take you and Rome at the same time. One in each hole.”
“Holy fuck. Someone’s extra dirty today.”
Not waiting for her command, I step out of my jeans and lay back on my leather couch, rubbing my hand over my erection.
She may think this is for her and I’ll continue to let her believe it. It’s what keeps them coming back.
I’m no longer watching her on the screen as I whip my cock out and begin stroking it with both hands. She’s only got five minutes left of her call and even though I’m not into this right now, there’s no way I’m not making sure she gets off before this call ends.
Closing my eyes, I give it my all as I remember the way Rebel squirted this morning. From her reaction, I can tell it was her first.
“These new piercings are doing me in,” she moans. “I can’t handle it. Oh fuck! It’s so hot. Keep going.”
My speed picks up at the mention of my piercing. Rebel loved the way it felt inside of her pussy and I can’t wait to make her come again.
“Faster,” she begs.
I speed up and within seconds, I hear @Prettygirl84 moan louder than I’ve ever heard from her before. She’s panting so damn hard that you would think I was physically there fucking her.
“So good . . .” she moans. “I came so damn hard.”
Pulling my boxer briefs back up, I stand up and walk over to the screen. “Sorry I was late. From the sound of you screaming, I’ll take it that you still had a good time.”
She smiles and leans back in her chair, completely naked with her legs spread. Even through the computer I can see just how wet she is. “It was so damn good. Next time you can warn a girl before showing up with some piercings. I came harder than I ever have before.”
I can see the time counting down on the screen so I thank her for her call and quickly disconnect to get my head straight.
All I can think about is what I’m going to do with Rebel once I get her to the club tonight. It almost feels like a fucking date. I don’t do dates. Never have.
But that doesn’t stop me from wanting to make sure she has a good time with me.
I guess there’s a first time for everything . . .
"HE’S GOING TO BE HERE in like twenty minutes. You need to hurry!" Remi is driving me crazy with her excitement about my evening plans. I can't call this a date, because something tells me he wouldn't go for that kind of thing.
I'm looking forward to tonight no matter what he wants to call it. There's no doubt I'll be on the edge of my seat waiting to see what his next move will be. I'm curious to see if he'll be the same with me in a public place as he has been since the party. The thought of that frightens me just a little. He's so intense, but honestly that's what draws me to him.
The doorbell rings before I'm finished putting my heels on and I can hear Remi talking in the background. Something tells me she's going to say something embarrassing, but me being in the room wouldn't change that either. I would just be there to hear it, so I may as well let her do her thing before I go in.
I take one last look at my dress in the mirror and see a panty line. "Shit. That has to go." I lift my dress and start to slide my panties down, deciding to go for a lacy thong instead. Just then the bathroom door opens and I look over to see him watching me.
"What are you doing? Do you not understand the concept of knocking?"
"If I would've knocked, I would've missed this view." I hurry to pull my tight dress down over my hips, trying to save some sense of privacy. Which is ridiculous since he's seen every single inch of my body in the past few days.
"Seriously, you really need to learn some boundaries, Lynx." He's against my back, pulling my ass into his hips before I have the chance to finish my sentence.
"When it comes to you, I can't help myself. I was hoping I'd catch you doing something sexy, and baby, you sure as fuck didn't disappoint." He spreads his hands wider over my hips and then begins to move them slowly across my body. His touch flows through me, instantly causing me to crave him even more.
"I like how you're not wearing anything under this sexy as fuck dress. It lets me know I have access when I can't stand it another second." He's grinding against me as one of his hands covers my chest and the other one slides up my dress and between my legs. He slides a finger over my clit and I work not to respond to him like my body wants to.
"I'm jus
t changing them." I'm all breathy sounding, even though I'm trying like hell not to be.
"No you're not. I'll just rip them off." I look at him in the mirror and see the seriousness in his eyes.
Why is he so damn sexy? His dark hair is perfect. The scruff on his face makes me want to rub my legs together as I remember how it felt between my legs.
His tattoos are peeking out through the sleeve of his black shirt and I just want to rub my fingers over each and every one of them.
He turns me around to face him and then lifts me up onto the bathroom counter. He moves between my legs as he pulls my lips toward his.
His kiss is aggressive at first and I follow his lead, allowing him to pull my lip between his teeth before I do the same to him. His low growl encourages me to continue moving my hands until I'm holding his ass in both of them.
"We're never going to leave here. Feel my cock trying like hell to get to you? I'm going to bust the fuck out of these jeans."
"Is this all you want me for?" I reach to feel his bulge and smile knowing it's only making it more difficult to walk out of here.
"No. It's just everything about you goes straight to my dick. What can I say? I really like what I see." He continues to kiss me while he pulls me closer, lifting me around his waist.
He walks us both into my room just in time for Remi to walk by and see us. The smile on her face is ridiculous and of course she doesn't just walk on by.
"Holy fuck, you two are hot. I'm gonna get my stuff and leave you to it. Don't mind me." She closes the door and I have to laugh. She's such a pain in my ass, but I love her to pieces.
I know she has her own date tonight and I'm actually surprised she's still here. There's no doubt in my mind she wanted to make sure she met Lynx in person. I mean, it is Remi we're talking about here.
He continues to carry me to the door of my bedroom. I start to slide down his body thinking we're about to leave only to have him stop me.
"I can almost feel your hot pussy against my cock. It's not even right that we leave before I get to actually feel it." He presses me against the door and starts rubbing in all the perfect places.
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