Just Another Day at the Office
Page 8
And she was getting off on it.
Jayson started moving the vibrator in and out of her, angling it to touch new and unexplored parts of her, driving it deep into her womb. He leaned down to use his lips and tongue and teeth on her clit.
She couldn’t take it. It was too much—too much sensation, too much need, and her eyes shot open again.
Her legs started twitching, and with the calves and ankles free, they were flopping all over the place for everyone to see. She couldn’t control it. She couldn’t stop the onslaught of another coming orgasm, despite the fact that she was already so sore and exhausted and well-fucked it shouldn’t be possible.
And this time, instead of removing all of the things he’d been doing to drive her toward that edge, the way he’d done all day long, Jayson kept going, kept pushing her closer.
When she didn’t think she could hold it off for even another second, he started pulling the snake from her ass, and she was lost. Her legs seized up, and her feet and toes contorted into a painful position that she couldn’t move from, and she let out a strangled scream into her gag, and a series of lights flashed behind her eyes.
Then everything went black.
When she came to again, Jayson was over her. In her.
Her gag was gone, and he kissed her long and deep. His tongue stroked her tongue the way his cock was stroking inside her. Slow. Deep. Languorous. Almost loving, in a way.
She wanted to touch him. To hold him. But her arms and everything else were still bound to the table. Chelsea had no idea if anyone else was still in the room watching them. She just knew that, right at this moment in time, she felt so cared for.
When he pulled back from kissing her, he smiled down at her face. “You did great today.” He never stopped stroking that massive cock up inside her, deeper, deeper, smooth and steady, with just enough friction to somehow have her body ready to come again at the slightest provocation.
And still he kept going.
Her legs started their mid-air dance, and she felt his cock lengthening within her, stretching her even though she should be stretched as far as she could go from everything she’d been through the last three days.
As he shouted his release, she found hers as well…but it was different this time. Soft and gentle. Not panicked and frantic and desperate.
Jayson stayed on top of her for a long time, pressing his weight down over her, with his softening cock buried deep inside. She didn’t want him to leave.
Then he kissed the side of her neck. “I knew you’d love being fucked in the ass.”
Only then did she realize that was where he was. Deep in her nether hole. Not in her pussy. And she’d loved every second of it, feeling safe and secure and loved.
“What have you done to me?” she finally asked.
He chuckled and nibbled on her earlobe. “Made you mine.”
And he had. Even more surprising than that—she liked it.
Maybe this was exactly the job she needed after all.
Dear readers:
I hope you have enjoyed this jaunt into my fantasy world. If you have, would you please consider leaving a positive review at the site where you purchased this e-book? Thank you so much.
Wham, bam, thank you, ma’am,
Lacey Kane
I do not write romance!
Let me rephrase: there is nothing even remotely romantic about my stories. What you will find in the pages of my work is BDSM, smut, often consists of dubious consent, and is sometimes rather harsh.
My stories have been compared to those of JJ Argus. This is a much closer comparison, by far, than romance.
Do not purchase one of my books, hoping it will be even remotely romantic. You will be disappointed. You might be offended.
Additionally, the BDSM found within my stories is of a fantasy nature. In other words, my characters do not conform to the BDSM community's edict of Safe, Sane, and Consensual. Please do not attempt any act described in one of my books without first consulting an experienced BDSM practitioner as to its safety, feasibility, and/or legality.
All that said, if you're here for smut, I hope you try me out.
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About the Author
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