Corporate Plaything

by Lizzie Lynn Lee

  The pop-up window emerged, announcing new access was granted to Anna. Matt dove straight to the accounting section. “This is a summary of our recent sales figures. I want you to familiarise yourself with it, along with every outlet these sales were generated from.”

  Her eyes widened. “Business is booming.”

  “Indeed. Thanks to our best-selling Surrender.” Matt waited for her to comment or ask something about Surrender, but Anna clammed shut. Her eyes turned sombre. God, she was a bad spy. “Here.” Matt leant back, giving the mouse to her. “I want you to check the sales figures for the past twelve months to see if you can recognise a pattern.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  While Anna busied herself with the numbers, his attention shifted back to her. The red suit he’d chosen for her to wear today wrapped her body like a second skin. The pea jacket looked so cute on her, and the mini skirt snugly framed her curvaceous hips. Matt couldn’t resist fondling her. She twitched when he groped her thigh and the curve of her ass.

  “Problem?”

  Her cheeks turned magenta. “N-no, sir.”

  Matt loved teasing her. He slipped a hand under her skirt to the juncture of her thighs and stroked her pussy. The black lace panties she wore felt soft to the touch. Ralph had designed them for their current spring collection. Of the three of them, Ralph was the one who designed all of their lines.

  When they’d started this business, they had no clue what they were doing. Matt was teaching karate in a local dojo and he had always thought that being a clothing designer was a sissy job. Since Justin had insisted this business was the way to go to attract their potential mate, Matt gave it a chance.

  Luckily, Ralph had always been good at drawing, and the seamstress team he hired was able to transform his doodles into beautiful garments. Over the months, Matt was forced to learn about their trade—from the types of fabrics and types of clothes, to current fashion trends. Still, he thought this job was sissy and he couldn’t wait to give it up and trade it back for wielding swords back in Azura. He felt he had got rusty.

  Anna stiffened on Matt’s lap when he pushed aside the panties and touched her smooth pubis. She’d had a full body wax earlier and her sex felt like silk.

  All of a sudden, he couldn’t contain himself. He had to have her. Now. “Bend over.”

  “Sir?”

  “Present yourself to me.”

  Anna rose from his lap and did what he ordered.

  Matt pushed his chair back while she braced herself at the edge of the desk, leaning over the keyboard. Her ass bent up in his direction.

  “Continue what you’re doing. I’m just helping myself.”

  “Y-yes, sir.”

  Anna tried to focus on the spreadsheet in front of her, but the numbers started to dance when Matt slid her skirt up to her hips and pulled her panties down. With one hand pressed against the small of her back, he forced her to tilt her ass higher, fully presented to him, ready for the taking. She gripped the edge of Matt’s desk as her heart started to race.

  “God, you’re wet.” She heard Matt mutter somewhere near her exposed sex. His hot breath caressed her vulva, causing pure heat to tear through her. “Did you find the log for the May sales’ figures?”

  “I’m only at April transac” Her voice evaporated in her throat.

  Matt licked her pussy lips and plunged his tongue into her opening. She trembled as he crushed his mouth on her sex, his tongue darting between her folds and her entrance, nipping and sucking as if she were a succulent exotic fruit.

  Anna snapped her eyes shut, her body tensing. She knew how treacherous Matt was with his oral skills, yet she was still shocked with the intensity of pleasure he was giving her. Rainbows of pure ecstasy exploded before her eyes as he twirled his tongue deeper and deeper into her cunt, tongue-fucking her as sharp and vicious as he had fucked her with his cock last night.

  Matt smacked his tongue and grunted. “Did you find it yet?”

  Anna gulped. “N-no, sir, I’m getting at it.” She quickly scrolled the curser lower, looking at the entry he mentioned.

  “Well, forget it. Turn over.”

  She pulled herself up and turned in his direction. She saw his cock had made a glorious tent in the front of his thousand-dollar slacks.

  Matt unbuckled his belt and unzipped his pants. “I want to fuck you.” He freed his cock. “Ride me.”

  Her pussy clenched in agreement before she could respond to his order. Anna was surprised to see her own body reaction. It rebelled against her common sense. As if her neglected carnal needs had finally caught up with her. She slipped off her stilettos, pulled her panties all the way down and kicked them off her feet. Slowly, she swung one leg over Matt’s hips and straddled him. He seized her waist and guided her as she sank onto his waiting cock.

  “Oh.” Anna was wide-eyed. The tip of his cock kissed her cunt and speared her open, stretching her wide and deep until he sheathed his whole erection into her tight pussy. Taking him from this angle felt so different. Mind-shatteringly good. His cock pulsed. Her pussy clasped his hard shaft.

  Matt drew a hard inhalation through his pearly-white teeth. “How do you like having my cock inside you?”

  Anna muttered a string of gibberish.

  He grinned from her reaction. “Like it?”

  She nodded like a loon.

  Matt ground his pubic against hers, causing his dark thatch to smash against her clit.

  Anna yelped. A sharp, white pleasure burst out from the impact.

  “So have you fallen for me, yet?”

  What was he saying? Anna tried to digest his words. But any coherent thoughts she had were lost when Matt started thrusting, fucking her in short, shallow plunges. Her mind was swept blank, the only thing she could think of was the unadulterated pleasure she felt.

  “I love the way your tits bounce when I fuck you like this.” Matt’s gaze raked over her chest, hungry as ever. “Love your pussy too. So tight and wet and delicious, a pussy made to be fucked.” He slammed in hard.

  Anna felt like she had been punched from the inside. The cock inside her shuddered.

  “Let’s take this bra off. I want to suck you while I fuck you.” He unbuttoned her shirt and yanked down her bra.

  Her breasts spilled out. Her nipples stabbed high and ached. She whimpered when he mauled one of her breasts and sucked her as hard as he could muster. Anna’s spine arched, head tilted backwards, surrendering to the ultimate pleasure. Matt slammed her with jackhammering thrusts while he moved from breast to breast, sucking, nipping her as if he couldn’t get enough of what she had to offer.

  Anna clawed the headrest of his chair, feeling semi-delirious. If she was being treated as their plaything, why did she like it so much? What was wrong with her? She should loathe it. Despise it. But when she thought about it, they had given her nothing but pleasure since yesterday. Raphael with his kiss. Matt with his odd way of getting acquainted with her body.

  Anna squirmed. The ecstasy. Fuck. Matt trapped her nipple between the roof of his mouth and his tongue. The impact devastated her. She couldn’t stand being sucked that way. Her pussy creamed. The pleasure gathered. Climbing higher.

  “Having fun?”

  Matt stopped and released her nipple. “Why, yes. Want to join us?”

  Join us? Anna whipped her head around and saw Justin standing by Matt’s desk, flinging a sheaf of hardcopies carelessly.

  “How is she?” Justin palmed her face and brushed a thumb over her lips.

  “As fantastic as you imagined she’d be.”

  Justin purred, his gaze drifting to their flesh. “Did you fuck her ass?”

  “Not yet.”

  “Hmm. I want to try her pussy.”

  “I’m not finished.”

  “Don’t be greedy. We can share. She’s mine, too, after all.”

  Anna felt dizzy realising where this conversation was heading. Matt steadied her upright. “Turn around and present yourself to my brother.”<
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  “I—”

  “Be a good girl,” he warned her in a dangerous tone.

  Anna slid off of him and did what Matt ordered. She felt shaky and unfulfilled. She’d been close to her climax when his brother had interrupted.

  Justin seized her face and ambushed her with a mind-muddying kiss. When he finally let her go, she staggered, about to collapse. Matt grabbed her hips and pulled her back onto his lap. He lifted her leg up and splayed her open for Justin to see.

  “Ah. You shaved her.” Justin petted her pussy. “I love it. So smooth.”

  “I took her to Ströger and they gave her a full body wax.” Matt slid his other hand under her other thigh, lifted her slightly and positioned the crown of his cock into her opening.

  Anna shouted. He was trying to penetrate her asshole. The rings of her anus clenched, refusing his entry.

  Matt cursed. “We need some lube.”

  “Check my desk. I might have some in my top drawer.” Justin helped her down from Matt’s lap and led her to the sofa.

  She trotted deliriously, feeling like what had happened to her in the past ten minutes was unreal. Anna knew she was their plaything, but pleasing them at the same time was something she hadn’t thought about before. The idea was so wickedly wanton. She waited to see if she was going to be repulsed by it. Strangely, she felt excited. What the hell was wrong with her?

  Justin took off her jacket. “Red is definitely your colour, Anna.” His gaze raked over her hungrily. He unbuckled his belt, unzipped his pants and sank onto the sofa. “Come.”

  Anna took his hand and straddled him.

  He shoved down his briefs and freed his cock. His erection stood proudly on his dark thatch. He grabbed his shaft and stroked it twice.

  “Wait.” He halted her when she was about to impale herself on that magnificent cock. “Kiss me with your pussy first. Make me wet.” His shaft rested on his belly and he pulled her down to his crotch.

  Anna braced on his shoulders as she rubbed her pussy on his hard cock. Her heart beat erratically. She’d never shaved her privates bald before, and having no hair at all made her skin sensitive. Anna could feel his hot, searing flesh. Could feel him pulse too. Her pussy clenched and moistened, oiling him with her sexual juice.

  “That’s it,” Justin grunted. The rumble in his throat sounded so sexy. “Nice and slow, Anna. I want to feel that luscious pussy of yours.”

  She slowed down, rubbing her wet pussy on his throbbing shaft. God. Anna swallowed hard. She’d never thought dry humping a man could be this erotic.

  Justin tightened his hands on her ass. His violet eyes blazed. Hypnotic. Anna had forgot the mesmerising impact he had on her.

  When Justin licked his lip, she couldn’t resist kissing him. He let out a purr of delight and mauled her back with the same heat. Tongues swept. Teeth nipped. She felt lightheaded when he finally gave her a chance to breathe.

  “Where were you all this time, Anna? We’ve been looking all over for you.”

  “Me?” That’s funny.

  “Doesn’t matter. We have you now. For good.” Justin lifted her up slightly.

  Her breath halted when his blunt tip nudged her wet opening.

  “Slow,” he rasped.

  Anna lowered herself on his hard shaft and he slid in deliciously. She gasped. Justin filled her full just the way Matt did.

  “Fuck,” Justin growled, his face frozen in ecstasy. “I can’t begin to tell you how good you feel. Did Matt fuck you all night? Did he hurt you?”

  Hurt? Matt gave her nothing but pleasure. Anna shook her head. She was too wired to string two coherent words together.

  “Good.” Justin thrust in and out, fucking her in shallow strokes. “Sometimes he gets carried away.”

  “Who said?” Matt’s gruff voice loomed behind her.

  Justin stopped fucking her. He anchored her down with both hands, forcing her to take his whole erection. Her pussy clasped his hard shaft, spasming. Her spine began to quiver when Matt nuzzled behind her ear and showered her with light, butterfly kisses. He ran his hands over the curve of her hips and waist, then peeled off her shirt. Her dangling bra was next. The skirt followed. He pulled it up past her shoulders and head, and flung it somewhere behind him carelessly.

  “What do you think?” Matt asked his brother. “I love her nipples.”

  “Pink. Like cotton candy.” Justin took one and sucked it with delight. “Mmm. I can do this all day and night.”

  Anna wanted to melt on the spot.

  “Bend over a bit,” Matt ordered.

  Leaning into Justin’s chest, Anna stifled a gasp when Matt touched her anus. He slathered her generously with cool gel and slid a finger into her back entrance.

  She stiffened, causing her pussy and sphincter to contract. Justin groaned, his cock pulsing in her cunt.

  Matt hissed. “Relax. You’re too tense.”

  She couldn’t relax.

  “Sweet Anna,” Matt whispered. “Relax for me.” He pushed in another finger and stretched her open.

  Anna clawed Justin’s shoulders. Dear God. I must be crazy for doing this. But then why does everything forbidden always feel so damned good? She closed her eyes and surrendered to the sinful sensations.

  Matt gave her a few more strokes before withdrawing his fingers. The tip of his cock kissed her anus a heartbeat later. He thrust in. She gusted a lungful of breath as the thick, salacious pressure burrowed into her depths. She heard Matt groan, his hands clamped on her hips, gripping her flesh tight as he thrust down to his hilt. Her eyes flew open.

  “Fuck!” she cried.

  “I am,” Matt replied in a guttural voice.

  Justin laughed.

  She panted.

  “Are you okay, Anna?” Justin asked.

  “I…” Her words dried in her throat. Was she okay? Yes, she was okay. More than okay. She felt high, like tripping on dope kind of high. Unbelievable. She had no idea sex could make her feel this way. She felt hot. And frustrated. Every cell in her body screamed with manic need. Suddenly, being filled with two of them just wasn’t enough. She needed them to move or something—to finish what they had started and reach the ultimate pleasure.

  “Fuck me, please,” she whispered.

  “What is that, dear?” Justin teased.

  Damn him. “Please,” she begged. “I…”

  Matt gathered her hair and nuzzled behind her ear. “You heard her. She wants to be fucked. Like this, sweet Anna?” He thrust in and out in languorous strokes.

  God. She keened. She could feel each pull and thrust, his hard veined shaft ground against the sensitive walls of her anal passage. The pleasure overtaxed her brain. It was visceral, sharp, and primal. She loved being claimed this way. She wouldn’t have guessed she’d like it, as if this had been her own deep need all along. Her own deepest, darkest desire.

  Her gaze drifted down. Justin was watching her reaction while Matt fucked her ass. His blazing violet eyes met hers. “Good?” he inquired.

  “I…yeah,” she slurred like a drunkard.

  “How about now?” Justin moved, thrusting in and out, matching the rhythm of his brother.

  “Fuck.” Anna mewled. The pleasure thickened tenfold.

  “I take that as a yes,” Matt rasped, quickening his pace.

  Anna dug her nails into Justin’s expensive suit, not caring if she was ruining it. Both men held her still and all she could do was surrender. Surrender to their mastering. Surrender to the pleasure.

  Justin thrust in. Matt pulled out. Matt thrust. Justin pulled. Matt slammed her faster. Justin matched his pace. They drove her insane. Ecstasy climbed in fevered pitch. Storms of pleasure gathered.

  She was almost there. Just a bit more. Anna begged them in throaty, panting growls. Justin bit her nipple as he fucked her like a jackhammer. Matt licked the shell of her ear as he overtook her with short, vicious fucks. And Anna was deliciously trapped in between them.

  Then, it hit her. An orgasm so volati
le, she thought she was a goner. A rapturous storm of pleasure ripped her from the last shreds of her sanity and drove her to a place so divine, it had to be called nirvana. She heard a scream, then realised it was her own voice.

  She shuddered as she faintly noticed Matt jerked behind her, flooding her rear entrance with jets of cum. His hot breath seared her nape and his deep, dulcet voice called her name like a mantra.

  Justin pumped into her a half dozen times and came. He cursed when her cunt milked his cock, gripping his spasming shaft with vehemence and squeezing out his last drop.

  When it was over, Anna felt like she had run a marathon. She collapsed on Justin’s chest. All of her bones had liquefied into goo. Her body was nothing but a shivering glob. Her pussy and anus tingled with the aftermath of their mating.

  Matt withdrew from her gently. His semi-flaccid cock slipped out, leaving her feeling empty and needy. He collapsed on the sofa next to his brother.

  Justin wrapped his arm around her body and held her tightly. She buried her face in his shirt. Their sex was still embedded as one—his cock still semi-hard inside her, bathed in her juices.

  “Holy fuck.” She heard Matt muttering under his breath. “That was…”

  “Intense,” Justin finished for him.

  Intense? Understatement. She thought the pleasure Matt had given her last night was explosively mind-shattering, but this one She couldn’t find a word to describe what she’d just experienced. She’d never come so hard that she thought she’d died. No wonder the French called an orgasm the little death. Now, she knew.

  “I can’t wait for Azura,” Matt added. “It’s long overdue.”

  “Soon. Be patient.”

  What the hell were they talking about? Anna wanted to move but Justin pulled her back.

  “Not, yet. I want to feel you like this for a little longer.” He planted a light kiss on her lips. Then he said, “I have a business meeting in Tokyo over the weekend and you’re going with me, Anna.”

  Chapter Four