Their Rebellious Submissive (Office Intrigue Book 3)

by Nicole Edwards

  Addison: Oh, God. You’re going to make me come just thinking about that.

  Mr. Parker seemed to know the direction this was going, because he began kneading my balls while he sucked me hard and deep.

  Ben: I want you to come for me, precious. I want you to come all over your fingers. Fuck yourself. Drive your fingers into your cunt and when you come, I expect you to scream my name.

  Addison: Close…

  Another long pause and I closed my eyes, imagining her fucking herself.

  Mr. Parker’s mouth drew me in deep and I groaned.

  Addison: So close…

  Yeah. So was I.

  Ben: Tell me when you come, precious girl. I need to know. My cock’s so damn hard just thinking about you. Mr. Parker’s lips are wrapped around it right now and he’s pushing me closer to the edge.

  Addison didn’t respond right away and I had to fist my hand in the sheet beneath me as Mr. Parker inched me closer and closer to release. He wasn’t holding back, sucking as much of me as he could. I was panting in earnest, so ready to come down his throat.

  Addison: Mr. Snowden…I came on my fingers, your name on my lips. I couldn’t help it. I wish I could watch Mr. Parker sucking your cock.

  As soon as my brain processed those words, my cock jerked and Mr. Parker’s eyes lifted to meet mine as I came in a rush. He licked and laved me slowly, easing me back down from that incredible sensation.

  Ben: Thank you for that, precious girl. Sweet dreams.

  Addison: Good night, Mr. Snowden. I look forward to seeing you in the morning.

  Putting the phone down on my nightstand, I turned my attention to Mr. Parker.

  “I love when you come in my mouth,” he whispered as he crawled over me. “I love the taste of you on my tongue.”

  Funny how the man used the L word in so many ways, but not once had he told me he loved me. I knew that he did, and I knew that, for whatever reason, he was holding back from saying it, but still, there were times I needed to hear it. Times I needed to say it. Yet I had held back as well.

  But I kept that to myself, wrapping my arms around his neck when he leaned in to kiss me. I tasted myself on his lips and I moaned into his mouth. The man knew exactly what I needed. And being close to him, feeling his hard body against mine was something I always welcomed.

  When he finally rolled to his side, pulling me into him, my back to his chest, I let my eyes close. Several minutes passed as my mind cleared and I started to drift off.

  Then Mr. Parker’s words sounded softly from behind me. He must’ve assumed I was asleep, because what came out of his mouth was rich with more emotion than I’d ever heard from him before.

  “I hope you know what you’re doing with this girl, pup,” he whispered. “Because it’s inevitably going to change us. I only hope it’s for the better.”

  My heart constricted, but I pretended to be asleep.

  He had absolutely nothing to worry about.

  I got the distinct feeling the three of us were meant for each other.

  And I was looking forward to the journey that would prove it.

  Twenty

  ADDISON

  BY THE TIME SATURDAY MORNING rolled around, I was riding an incredible high.

  My first week in the office had been amazing. Far better than anything I’d ever expected. The people I worked with were so nice, so polite. And not once did anyone order me to my knees and insist on shoving their dick into my mouth.

  Okay, and maybe that wouldn’t have been such a bad thing had it been Mr. Parker or Mr. Snowden. Except, I knew they were taking their time, easing me into the role, allowing me to get settled.

  I was settled, all right.

  And unsettled at the same time.

  Mostly I was horny. Seriously horny.

  After watching Mr. Parker and Mr. Snowden together, my dreams had been flooded with them. In almost every one, there they were, touching, tasting, teasing one another while I sat by and watched. I wanted to join them, but I was never allowed, forced to be an onlooker while I was also commanded not to touch myself.

  It was driving me crazy.

  However, Mr. Snowden was doing little things that had helped me to get through the week without exploding.

  When he had mentioned having weekly rules, he’d been serious. I received my first set of rules on Tuesday. They had been handwritten and placed on my desk so that I saw them first thing when I got in the office. Needless to say, I had been quite thrilled with Mr. Snowden’s creativity. The assignments had included me having to text him before I took a shower to get his permission each day. Also, when he texted or asked me, “What sounds like fun?”, I was to respond with, “Having my nipples clamped.” He had asked me at least five times a day since then.

  Thinking about it now, as I lay in my bed and stared at the ceiling, made me smile.

  My cell phone buzzed on the night table and I reached over and grabbed it.

  Ben: Good morning, precious.

  Addison: Good morning, Mr. Snowden.

  I found myself grinning from ear to ear as I watched the dots move on the screen, signaling that he was typing.

  Ben: I have an assignment for you this morning. Without bothering to get dressed, I want you to go across the hall to Mr. Parker’s apartment. The door is unlocked for you. On the kitchen island, you will find what I would like you to wear and a few items I would like you to use. You are to follow the instructions on the note I’ve left for you. Do you have any questions?

  I was out of my bed before I even finished reading the text. I quickly responded that I had no questions, then practically ran over to Mr. Parker’s apartment.

  With my heart thundering in my chest, I let myself in and skipped over to the island. It only took a second for me to realize no one was there.

  When I noticed the outfit on the counter, I grinned as I snatched up the sheet of paper.

  Precious,

  It appears the cleaning lady forgot to dust the apartment when she came yesterday. And because I know you’ll look so good doing it, I’ve provided an outfit and the tool necessary to get the job done. One thing to remember while you’re working: Mr. Parker has cameras set up everywhere. It would be nice if you would give him a show.

  I was giddy, but I wasn’t sure why that was. The man was instructing me to clean an apartment while dressed up in a sexy maid outfit. Perhaps I should’ve questioned why I was so eager to do so, but I decided not to. Instead, I read the note one more time, then placed it back on the counter and grabbed the maid uniform. Carrying it, I went in search of the cameras, wondering if they would be obvious. A couple of them were, including the one in Mr. Parker’s bedroom.

  Figuring that would give them the best view, I decided to change in there.

  I took my time sliding my silk nightgown off, then stood there wearing only my panties while I pretended not to know how the uniform went on. It wasn’t all that complicated considering there was a black halter with white trim and a teeny tiny black skirt with an even tinier apron that hardly covered my ass. Still, I took my time pulling it on, making sure I gave the camera a good view from every side.

  After all, if they were going to make me work for it, I was going to return the favor.

  Twenty-One

  JUSTIN

  I WASN’T SURE IF MY pup simply had a devious imagination or if he’d learned something from me over the years.

  But the instant he brought up the camera images from my apartment on his laptop, my jaw had nearly dropped to the floor.

  “What is she doing?” I asked, although it was obvious.

  Ben chuckled. “She’s been told that your cleaning lady forgot to dust, so she’s taking care of that for you.”

  “My cleaning lady comes on Mondays,” I said absently.

  “Yeah, well, this will only make her job easier when she shows up next time.”

  There on the screen was Addison, pulling a tiny black skirt up over her thighs and then zipping the small closure
on her hip before she primped a few times. I was still staring when she disappeared from view, only to return a minute later carrying a pair of heels.

  “Did you provide the shoes?”

  Ben barked a laugh. “No. She must’ve gone back to her apartment to get them.”

  Christ. The woman was going to be the death of me.

  I continued to watch as she bent at the waist to slip on one shoe, then the other, her ass in perfect view of the camera.

  “Next time tell her to forgo the panties,” I told him.

  “I’ll make a note of it.”

  “Does she know about all the hidden cameras?”

  “I doubt it. I just told her to remember there were some.”

  I broke my gaze from the computer screen long enough to look over at Ben. I could see from the look in his eyes that he’d set this up for me. Well, probably for me and Addison.

  “Thank you, pup,” I whispered, leaning over and kissing him softly.

  “You’re very welcome, Mr. Parker.”

  Not wanting to miss the show, I turned my attention back to the screen.

  “Why don’t you take the computer into the living room and get comfortable,” he suggested. “She’s been instructed to take her time.”

  I glanced between him and the computer screen. An idea formed, but I nodded and grabbed my coffee mug and the laptop and headed into the living room. Once I was situated on the sofa, I found myself entranced by the sexy “maid” who was dusting my apartment in a way I sincerely doubted anyone ever dusted. Addison was certainly playing the part well and I was impressed.

  So was my dick.

  When Ben joined me a few minutes later, I patted the cushion beside me. “No reason for you to miss the show.”

  He took a seat right beside me, our legs touching. While I was ridiculously turned on, I managed to keep my hands from wandering. I had something else in mind.

  “So, what do you think? Should we tip her?” he asked, chuckling.

  “Actually…” I grinned over at him. “I was thinking exactly that.”

  His eyes widened and I noticed the instant my pup figured out where I was going with this. Although I truly enjoyed his creative scene, I had something more in mind.

  Something that would take this from sexy to downright erotic.

  “Give her about ten more minutes,” I told Ben. “Then, I want you to go over there. I want you to walk in and pretend that it’s your place she’s cleaning. Take a few minutes to watch her, encourage her to continue while you do. Then I want you to cop a few feels and let things build from there.”

  There was heat in my pup’s eyes as he stared back at me.

  “And I fully expect you to keep the cameras in mind for whatever you end up doing with your naughty maid.”

  He inhaled sharply and nodded. “Yes, Mr. Parker.”

  Turning my attention back to the screen, I settled in to watch the show. After all, this was far better than any porn I’d ever watched.

  And it was about to get even better.

  *

  BEN

  WHEN I DESIGNED THE SCENE in my head, I certainly hadn’t expected Mr. Parker to want me to be an active participant.

  Not that I was opposed to that. I was merely surprised.

  Then again, I probably shouldn’t have been. Mr. Parker was not a selfish man, not in any way. He was a very generous lover, but since this was new for us, I’d expected him to be the one to play the part of the homeowner who walked in on his sexy maid.

  But here I was, opening the door to Mr. Parker’s apartment and stepping inside. I made sure I was loud enough that Addison would hear me. The last time I’d looked at the camera—less than a minute ago—she was in the kitchen, tidying things up.

  I closed the door, then turned to find her looking over at me.

  “Oh, sorry,” I said. “I didn’t realize you were still here.” I pretended to glance at my watch. “I thought your service sent people over earlier.”

  Addison smiled. She clearly realized I was playing a part and I was surprised to see her continuing to play hers as well.

  “I’m almost finished,” she said sweetly. “I’ve only got a few shelves left, then I have to take care of the bedroom.”

  She had already dusted the bedroom, I knew, but I wasn’t about to ruin the scene she was setting up.

  “Please take your time. I don’t mind…watching.”

  Another sweet smile pulled on her lips as she went up on tiptoe to get one of the higher shelves, her skirt lifting and revealing the sexy sheer black panties she was wearing.

  My fingers itched to touch her, but I held back. There was plenty of time and I damn sure didn’t want to rush this.

  “I’ll be going into the bedroom now,” she said a minute later. “Just in case you want to…inspect my work.”

  “Oh, of course.” I acted as though that was the logical thing to do.

  As she made her way around the bedroom, I remained close, pointing out a few spots she missed. I made sure I had the ability to lean over her, touching her at every turn. It wasn’t long before she was breathing hard and I knew it wasn’t from exertion.

  While she worked on the dresser, I sat on the end of the bed and admired her. I knew Mr. Parker would have a perfect view based on where he had the camera angled in this room.

  When Addison went to move past me, I deliberately ran my fingers over her thigh. She paused momentarily, then kept moving. A minute later, she returned to the other side of the room and I did the same thing. But on her third pass, I stopped her with a hand on her hip, turning her to face me.

  “You’ve been working so hard, maybe you should take a break.” Yeah, as soon as the words were out of my mouth, I realized they were straight out of a cheesy porn flick.

  Still, I didn’t give a shit.

  My hands were on this woman and she seemed quite eager for me to touch her, so I wasn’t about to change direction.

  “I could use a break,” she said softly. “Would you mind…uh…” She turned around to face away from me. “I have a small crick in my neck. Maybe you could rub it for a minute? That way I could finish my job and be out of your hair.”

  “Of course.” I pulled her down onto my lap and began gently kneading her neck muscles with my hands.

  “Oh, God, that feels good.” Her soft moans made my cock harden more than it already was.

  “A little lower,” she directed.

  I started to move my hand down her back, but she reached for my hands.

  “No, this way.” Addison’s small fingers guided my hand to her chest, then lower.

  The girl wasn’t shy. Within seconds I was cupping her breasts and kissing her neck while she ground herself against my cock.

  “Like this?” I asked as I firmly cupped her tits.

  “Oh, yeah.” She pressed her back against my chest, thrusting her breasts forward.

  “It might feel better if you take off the top,” I told her.

  She peered at me over her shoulder. “You’re probably right.”

  Without hesitating, she removed the halter and then guided my hands back to her chest. I kissed her neck, sucking on her skin while I fondled her, pinching her nipples every so often.

  “Mr. Snowden…” she moaned. “I know this is make-believe and I know I’m supposed to be playing a role…”

  I didn’t stop kissing her neck.

  “But I have to tell you, if you keep doing that, I’m going to come. And…I wasn’t sure if I was allowed to.”

  I grinned against her skin. “I’ll give you permission to come as many times as you’d like, precious.”

  As though that was what she’d been waiting for, Addison ground against my thighs a few more times, and when I bit down on her neck, she cried out.

  Now, I was a grown man, one who was in complete control of his sexuality, his desires, and his own orgasm, but when she did that, from me kneading her tits and biting her neck, I damn near came in my jeans like an oversexed te
enager.

  “Please don’t stop,” Addison pleaded, once again in character. “I promise, I’ll get back to work in just a minute.”

  Wanting to take this a different direction, I stopped touching her. “Actually, I think you should probably finish up what you were doing.”

  The sweet submissive glanced at me over her shoulder once more, then nodded. “Of course, sir.”

  She got to her feet, grabbing the duster, and went about her job, this time topless. I noticed the way she gave a good show for the camera, touching her chest as she moved. I could only imagine what Mr. Parker was doing right then.

  When Addison tried to pass by me, I stopped her by grabbing both hips. I shoved up her skirt and gripped her panties, then roughly jerked them down her legs.

  “Step out of them,” I instructed when she moaned her pleasure. “Then I want you to kneel on the bed.”

  Her eyes were glazed with desire as she crawled onto Mr. Parker’s bed, her bare ass right there within my grasp.

  I leaned over and kissed her soft, smooth skin, drawing another moan from her. Guiding her into the position I wanted, I pressed down on her back, forcing her to place her chest flat on the bed while her ass was in the air. I pushed her knees wide, which offered me an unobstructed view of her pretty pussy.

  I wasn’t sure Mr. Parker could see as well as I could, but I figured he would get the gist just as soon as I…

  “Oh, God!” Addison cried out when I ran my tongue along her cleft, tickling her clit briefly.

  I knelt on the floor at the end of the bed, then pulled her so that her feet were hanging over and I was eye level with her pussy. I dove in for more, loving the taste of her, the way she cried out, pressing against my tongue. I had dreamed about this, about her riding my face while I indulged in her.

  “Mr. Snowden! May I come? Please?”

  I’d already given her permission, but I granted it again, content to hear her calling out my name.

  Addison writhed and moaned but I didn’t relent until she’d come three times and she was pleading with me to stop. Finally, I kissed my way up her back, crawling over her so that my denim-covered cock was pressed against her intimately.

  “I think it’s time you use that mouth to clean something else,” I whispered in her ear before nipping her earlobe.