by Violet Paige
Rebecca was special and I couldn’t get her out of my head. Her body was perfect and the way her pussy felt was like she’d been made for me.
I loved controlling her, but what gave me pleasure was the way she followed my orders. She was giving herself completely to me, enabling me to be connected with her on some deeper level that even I couldn’t explain.
This wasn’t just about the sex. Yes, our sex was amazing and she was the most beautiful woman I’d ever seen, but there was something else. The time spent with her felt special. I couldn’t wait to see her again. I kept thinking about her and what she was doing at the moment, and most importantly—I couldn’t focus on my work at all, constantly thinking about everything that had happened this morning and last night in my office.
Shit.
“Charles? Earth to Charles,” I heard Colten say.
I looked at Colten, my other partner, who was handling our on site duties. Just like always, he had a construction hat with him—his trademark—even though he wore a suit. Even though he looked ridiculous with that hat, he was a chick magnet, just like Grant and I, because his sandy blonde hair and blue eyes made girls go wild, or so I’d been told. “Yes?” I raised my eyebrow at him.
“We’ve been talking about the numbers,” Grant reminded me.
Right. We were at my office and we were looking over the budget numbers for the boutique hotel project.
I frowned and shoved my hands into my pockets. “Yes. Well, I’m starting to worry.”
“Why?” Colten asked me. He tapped his fingers on the construction hat, and the repeating sounds made me even more irritated.
“Will you stop that?” I snapped at him. “It’s driving me crazy.”
“Geez, somebody got up on the wrong side of the bed,” Colten remarked.
I snorted. If only he knew just how wrong that was.
“I’m starting to worry that I won’t be able to give Rebecca the money she wants to make the project profitable,” I said to Grant and Colten.
Grant looked at me curiously. “Why do you think so?”
“Well, Rebecca has high-end taste and a big vision for the hotel. I understand that and I support it, because I also want the best for it, but I’m not sure we would be able to go through with it.”
“Hey, man. You always worry needlessly. If everything is going well so far, I think we can manage to get all the money we need, no matter how expensive it is,” Grant—always the relaxed one—tried to reassure me.
“That’s right,” Colten agreed with Grant. “After all, even if we need the loan, I’m sure we could repay it and earn a lot more by the end of the year.”
“Colten is right. Besides, these numbers right now aren’t bad. We can reach out to a few more sponsors, pitch them this project and see what kind of response we can get. I have a few of them in mind, and if you want, I can contact them.”
“That would be great,” I said, counting on him. “I believe in Rebecca’s judgment, and I would like her to be able to decorate it to the best of her ability.”
“Okay, guys. I’m leaving now,” Colten said and got up. “There is a lot more things to do in the field, so I’ll see you later.”
He waved at us and got out of my office. I looked at the numbers data on my screen, still feeling a bit tense about the project. I didn’t want to disappoint Rebecca. I’d told her I believed in her judgment and to use as much money as she needed. I wanted to stay true to my word.
“Charles,” Grant started, looking at me seriously. “You seem unusually interested to make this project work.”
“That’s because I am interested in making it work.”
“It seems to me that you aren’t interested in this project only, but in that interior designer chick too.”
Shit. He’d already noticed, huh?
I decided to be straightforward with him. “That’s because I’m...” I exhaled, feeling unusually anxious now. “I’m interested in Rebecca Harris more than any other girl before.”
“Oh?” Grant smirked now, his all-knowing eyes telling me what I’d already known—he’d been there and he was now married to that woman.
“She is smart, passionate, beautiful, and she loves her work. From the moment I saw her there was something different about her, and even now—when I’m supposed to focus on my work—I keep thinking about her. The way she makes me feel... Shit, man, I can’t even describe it. I bet I sound like a pussy now.”
Grant laughed and tapped me on my back in support. “Don’t worry, I understand you completely. Been there, done that. She is that special, huh?”
I exhaled again. “Yes. Actually, I might be falling for her. I mean I took her virginity.”
Now that I admitted this I felt a kind of scared, because I’d never felt something like this in my life. This was completely new for me, but I couldn’t resist it. Rebecca Harris was everything I’d ever wanted in a woman and she was driving me crazy. I just hoped she felt the same toward me. I needed her. What we had had barely even begun, and I wanted to have her again and again—in my bed and in my life too.
Grant’s reaction wasn’t what I’d expected at all. He just smiled to my confession and said, “Hell man, I think that deserves a toast. Grant Junior will get a friend to play with very soon.”
14
Rebecca
Once again I tried to concentrate on the hotel project at the office, looking at the documents on my computer screen, but I couldn’t. All I could think about was being with Charles again. What happened this morning at his place was something else entirely. It opened my eyes. It made me realize I’d been missing out on life.
My work made me feel many things, and I dedicated my life to it, but being with Charles gave me some rush—something so special—which I couldn’t feel in any other way. I’d never felt like this about someone, and it still made me a little confused and worried.
He was my boss and I had no idea how he felt about me. For all I knew, this could be just a meaningless sex for him and he would dump me as soon as he got bored of me. That would be terrible for so many reasons, and no matter how many times I’d said to myself not to worry about it and try to relax, I couldn’t push away those negative thoughts.
On the other hand, I saw it in his eyes—that connection—which told me this wasn’t as meaningless for him as I feared it would be. Just like me, he was lost in our passion.
I wanted to see him. No—I needed to see him. I wanted to see him smile. I wanted to talk with him about everything. His time in the service, my parents. Everything. I wanted to feel him in every position and every place—his cock feeling every inch of my hole...
I shifted on my chair. So far I’d always been so serious around him, not being able to fully relax, and I wasn’t acting very seductive with him. Despite that, he wanted me. I could see the hunger for me in his eyes, and I wanted to give my best, so this—whatever this was—between us could work.
That was why I dressed better today. Instead of my boring business suits, I dressed more daring. I was wearing a really short skirt and I left my blouse unbuttoned on top so he could see my breasts.
This time I wanted to seduce him. I could be fun too. I decided I wanted to surprise him with something at the office to show him I wasn’t uptight and stuffy. I wanted to make him see there was much more to me.
I read the time on the clock and saw I had only a few minutes until the project’s team meeting started. Charles wanted us to meet in the conference room and discuss further about the schedule and timeframe.
After contemplating for a minute, I figured out what would be just the thing to do to make Charles crazy for me.
I took off my panties, put them in my drawer, and went to the conference room for a team meeting.
I was so anxious when I entered the room. This was a bold move, and I felt unusually powerful. I couldn’t wait to see Charles’s reaction and my pussy tingled in anticipation. He was already there with other team members, and my heart jumped when my eyes m
et his.
For a moment, I felt like a lovesick teenager. He was the only one I was aware of in the room, and the memories of this morning in his place rushed back to me at once. The way he put that whip cream on me and licked it off... The way he pleasured me with his mouth... His hands on me...
Oh no. I couldn’t be thinking about this now. I had to pay attention to this meeting. It was extremely important and it would help us decide our next moves, but here I was—unable to think about anything but sex with Charles!
I shook my head, wondering how things got this way. I—who was always the serious one and had a hard time relaxing and letting go of stress—felt completely daring, and at the moment the consequences didn’t matter.
There was an empty seat beside him, and I sat down next to him. I inhaled his scent greedily, observing him discreetly. He was wearing a dark gray suit today, and his serious face made everything stir in me. He was broody, but I liked him more because of that. It was his distinctive feature, and I loved whenever I was able to make that face twist into a smile.
“I’m sorry if you were waiting for me,” I apologized to him and others.
“That’s no problem. I’ve just arrived myself,” he said smoothly. Oh, I also loved his voice, especially when he gave me his commands.
His eyes were heated, following my every movement, and I had to give my best not to writhe on the chair. My whole skin buzzed, and I wanted to jump on him and impale myself on his long dick so badly, but I had to control my urges.
He leaned toward me and whispered into my ear, “You look so damn sexy, Rebecca. My cock is so hard for you right now.”
I shivered, looking at others quickly to see if they were aware of what was going on, but each one of them looked at the documents in front of them.
“I think it will become even harder right now,” I whispered back at him, deciding to play that game with him.
I was so glad that the conference table was wooden, so no one could see what I was going to do under it now.
I took his hand, put it on my thigh, and led it up my skirt to my naked pussy, so he would know I wasn’t wearing any underwear. I felt him tense immediately, and I had to look at him to see his reaction. He was staring at me with surprise and lust, and by the way he clenched his jaw together, I knew it drove him crazy. He licked his lips, his hand squeezing my upper thigh in response.
“You did this to torture me, you little vixen,” he hissed into my ear and my whole body shuddered. “For this, you are going to be punished.”
I was a second away from moaning hard, and I had to clench my hands to prevent myself from doing so. He removed his hand, and I could feel his desire radiating in waves from him. His words made my pussy throb, and I couldn’t wait to see what my punishment was going to be.
“Alright everyone. Let’s start this meeting.” He gathered the papers in front of him and made an introduction.
I was pleasantly surprised when I realized he was so excited about this project. He’d mentioned once that he found something beautiful in transforming old into new, and I admired him for that. It was something I could relate to, because that was my job and my biggest passion. There was definitely nothing better than fixing something that was seemingly impossible to repair, making it even better than it ever was.
Charles was strict about the deadlines and our commitment to the work, and I was glad when he confirmed to me he would do his best to provide me with the money I needed to redecorate that place.
As other members of the team talked, he used the opportunity to bring his hand back under my skirt, and it made me hotter than ever. He was teasing me now on purpose, each time inching nearer to my warm core, and every time I expected his touch on my extremely sensitive flesh, he would withdraw his hand.
It made me distracted, unable to focus on the meeting’s contents, but I wasn’t the only one who was distracted.
I watched him in pleasure squirm on his chair. I could even catch a glimpse of his long erection in his pants, and it made my mouth dry and my mind go wild. I imagined him ripping off my clothes and fucking me against this table. It made me so wet, and the next time he brought his hand to my pussy, he finally touched it and gasped when he soaked his fingers.
“Shit,” he growled, growing tenser than ever. It was clear to me he didn’t pay attention to the meeting at all anymore, glancing sideways at me as he fought against his own urges.
“Mr. Talon? Is everything alright?” one of the team members asked him, noticing his unusually rigid posture. He immediately slid his hand out of my skirt.
I bit my lip, feeling more than satisfied for driving him crazy like this.
“Yes,” he hissed, and then as if he realized how he sounded, he cleared his throat and fixed his tie. “I’m just a little anxious about the project, but that’s nothing unusual. I really want this to work.”
“Don’t worry, sir,” he answered. “We will work everything out for sure.”
Charles brought his hand onto my thigh several more times during the rest of the meeting, but he didn’t come near my pussy anymore. I wanted to laugh, because I knew why he didn’t dare doing that. If he did, I was sure he would forget about the rest of the people in the room and do something really impropriate to me in front of them.
For some reason, that really turned me on.
After an hour, the meeting was finally finished, and my pussy was wetter than ever. It didn’t stop pulsating at all, always reminding me of the sexy man that was sitting right next to me and that was going to do something really naughty to me when the meeting was finished.
As soon as everyone was out of the room, leaving Charles and me alone, he turned to me and looked at me with his blazing eyes. They took my breath away.
“You have no idea what you’ve done right now, do you?” he growled, his whole body tense as mine. “My dick was painful from the moment you brought my hand onto your bare pussy, and all I could think about was fucking your pussy until you couldn’t walk anymore.”
He grabbed my neck and pulled me to him. I was so excited right now, breathing so fast, and eager to know how he was going to punish me.
“I wanted to fuck you in front of all of them. Just the image itself turned me on as hell.”
“Good,” I replied. I wanted him to go wild. I wanted the rough passion his eyes were promising to me now. “It was the same thing I was thinking about the whole time—you fucking me on this table. Again and again.”
He hissed and rammed his lips onto mine. He opened my mouth roughly, his teeth grazing my soft lips as he took more of me. Everything in me turned into fire, and all I could think about and feel was Charles. He was like no other men I’d met and it was never enough with him. I couldn’t care less about anyone catching us now, because for the first time I’d let all my inhibitions go.
“I could never imagine you’re actually so naughty, Rebecca. There is more to you than you show to the world, isn’t there?” His eyes were scanning every each of my body, warming in approval. “This suit looks so sexy on you.” His eyes stopped on my breasts. “And those tits are just perfect.” He licked his lips.
“There is much more,” I agreed. “And I will only show it to you, boss.”
He grinned devilishly. “That’s a good girl, but you still need to get punished for what you did. So, you better get ready, angel, for you are in for a wild ride.”
15
Charles
What Rebecca just did now was the hottest thing I’d ever experienced in my life—and I’d experienced a lot of things. This wasn’t about what she did. It was about her—a woman who was seemingly cold and serious, but actually passionate and sexy when she wanted to be—and she knew exactly how to drive me crazy.
When I realized she wasn’t wearing anything under that sexy skirt I couldn’t think about anything else but being with her. Now, after the meeting was finished, I had no idea what the others had been talking about, and strangely, I couldn’t care less.
I was s
o hard that it was uncomfortable for me to sit for a while. Not only she was dressed sexy, but she also dared to provoke me like this, and I wanted to show her just what exactly she was going to get for cruelly playing with me.
I would punish her and I would enjoy every second of it.
“So, you better get ready, angel, for a fucking wild ride,” I gave her a warning, watching in pleasure how her eyes flashed with caution and lust at the same time. She loved me controlling her, and it made me even hornier.
I unbuttoned a few buttons of her blouse and revealed her breasts in a red lace bra. “Shit, Rebecca. Unbelievable.” I exhaled and dove into her soft breasts, snuggling against them as I enjoyed her softness and feminine scent. I’d never seen more beautiful body than hers. Everything about her made me hard as rock. I just wanted to fuck her and never stop.
She clutched onto my head. “What are you doing? Someone could come in!”
I chuckled into her skin and licked it slowly, wanting to cover each inch of her skin with my tongue. “You weren’t so worried about getting caught just a few minutes ago. You shamelessly wanted me to lose my shit in front of the whole damn meeting.”
I released one breast from her bra and brought it to my mouth. I kissed and licked it thoroughly, before I started sucking her hard nipple. I took my time playing with it, making her moans louder each second.
“Please, boss... Not here...”
“Be quiet,” I ordered her, smacking her hands aside when she tried to separate me from her. “You are going to be punished for this too. Put your hands on the armrests and don’t move them. At all. If you do, you will regret it.” I could sense her tremble in response, and my cock twitched. She loved this as much as I did.
“Yes, boss.”
“Good girl.” I rewarded her with a flick of my tongue over her extremely sensitive nipple and she moaned.
“Oh.” She clasped her hand over her mouth, suddenly worried that someone might hear her.