by Ashley Blake
“Let’s get one thing straight.” He grabbed a fistful of my hair and wrenched my head back so that I was looking into his eyes. I had never seen this look. It wasn’t just that he was angry; I thought I saw a hint of hurt as well. Why would he be hurt? He told me not to have any misconceptions about us!
“You belong to me!” He leaned down to kiss my neck and I tried to pull away from him. He held me in place with an iron grip. He leaned down to run his tongue along my collarbone, up my neck and lightly flicked my earlobe.
My body betrayed me as I felt my skin tingle. I tried to wrench myself out of his grip but he wouldn’t have it. The more I squirmed, the harder he pressed against me. I could feel his hard length through his suit and his warm breath on my neck.
“I do NOT belong to you! You told me we’re not a couple. That means I can see whomever I want!” I still was trying to get free of his grip but he was too strong for me.
He held me with one hand while the other roamed down my body and back up under my blouse. His hand snaked around to my back and he unfastened my bra in one swift motion. His hand then slipped underneath the loosened cup and started kneading my breast. He grabbed my nipple in between his thumb and forefinger and squeezed. A soft moan escaped my lips and I stopped fighting him. My hands gripped his arms and I closed my eyes as I indulged in the pleasure I was feeling. His other hand unzipped my pants and they fell to my ankles. He dipped his head down to whisper in my ear. “You belong to me.” His deep, husky voice sent my stomach all aflutter.
I was going to protest but his lips crushed mine in a passionate kiss that left me weak in the knees. His tongue fiercely sought out my own and he lightly grabbed my lower lip between his teeth. His other hand slid inside my panties to my warm, wet place and my eyes initially flew open in surprise, and then I relaxed and closed them as I reveled in my bliss.
As his fingers began to penetrate me I pressed down to feel more. He let out a groan as one of my hands fell from his shoulder, grazed across the front of his pants and caressed his hardness. He suddenly pulled away from me and stood looking at me. His eyes roamed hungrily over my body.
“Remove all of your clothes.”
I did as he asked without hesitation. I stood naked and vulnerable, hoping he could see my desire for him.
“Take off my jacket.”
I removed his jacket, revealing his muscular arms which could easily be seen through his shirt.
“Unbutton my shirt.”
I stood close as I slowly unbuttoned his shirt. I could physically feel the heat the between us in the small space that separated us. He removed his undershirt revealing a perfectly muscular bare chest. Damn it, he is a specimen. My warm center began to throb, wanting…needing to be filled.
“Kneel and take off my pants.”
I kneeled in front of him and unzipped his pants. The outline of his throbbing member was clearly visible through his boxer briefs and was straining to be free. I licked my lips as I thought of what I wanted to do to him.
“You know what’s next, so do it.”
Without needing more instruction I pulled down his briefs and wrapped my hand around the base of his hard length. I slowly slid my hand up to the tip, giving it a little squeeze and then slid it back down to the base. He let out a soft grunt so I knew that he liked it. I leaned in and quickly licked the head before moving my tongue down to where the shaft met the head. I licked around the ridge and then sucked just the head in my mouth. I rolled my tongue back and forth over the head and then took him all the way in. My lips were wrapped around the base of his throbbing member as I sucked in pulling him out to the tip and then plunging him back in my mouth. My hand wrapped around the base again and I stroked his shaft as my head bobbed up and down over him. I dropped my hand and put both hands on his ass cheeks as I drew him in as far as he could go. I heard a sharp intake of breath from above followed by a long, low grunt. His hands gripped my head as I opened my throat to take him deeper. He thrust into my mouth and I was able to take it. He thrust into my mouth again but this time not as far. He held my head in place as he moved in and out of my mouth. I pressed my tongue against his shaft with each movement, creating another layer of friction for him.
“Just like that,” he groaned. His sharp intakes of breath let me know what I was doing felt good. I sucked him in deep and heard another gasp. I’m doing this to you.
The walls of my core were throbbing as my wetness ran down my inner thigh. I ached and I wanted him inside me. We must have known because he suddenly pulled out. He took a step back and told me to stand up.
I did as I was told.
“Put your hands behind your back and walk upstairs to the bedroom.”
I marched up the carpeted stairs, painfully aware of his eyes on my naked body. Just when I hit the landing he yelled out.
“Stop!”
I stood in place on the top stair and heard Joshua come up the stairs behind me.
“Spread your legs and hold on to the railings.” His tone was demanding.
I did as I was told and Joshua climbed the stairs and faced me. His smoldering eyes crawled every inch of my body.
“Now turn around.”
I turned around and now faced the stairs going down. I heard him drop to his knees behind me and he let out a groan as his hands rubbed over my globes.
“You taunted me with this sexy ass of yours as you walked up the stairs. Mmmm, what are you doing to me?” His low, sexy growl made me tingle all over.
He kissed one cheek and then the other before standing and telling me I could turn around. I could see the lust in his eyes as he stepped forward, held my face in his hands and whispered my name.
“Sexy Sarah.”
I thought I would melt on the spot as his gorgeous eyes searched mine. He leaned for a kiss so sensual I was literally weak in the knees. My hands came up to hold on to his back as he kissed me. Something was different about this kiss. This wasn’t raw like our previous kisses. His lips were softly seeking mine, his tongue sensually dancing with mine. I could feel tenderness from him as he held me and I didn’t want him to let me go. I let out a soft sigh and I think it startled him out of his reverie. I don’t think he meant to show the emotion he had just displayed. He quickly pushed me away and I could see him try to quickly mask any evidence of emotion other than lust. He snapped back into his domineering role.
“Lie down on the bed with your hands above your head and put your knees up.”
I did as he told me while he went over to my lingerie drawer and pulled out two pairs of stockings. I turned my head to watch him as he tied one wrist to the bedpost and then the other. My heart was pounding as this new element was introduced into our agreement. He sat beside me on the bed and his hands started at my face as he slowly traced a line around my lips, pausing to insert his finger in my mouth. I sucked it in gently and he slowly pulled it out. His other hand trailed down my chest to knead one breast and then the other. His fingers teased my nipples until they were hard little buds and then his mouth came down and took one in his mouth. His tongue swirled around the hardened bud, lightly teasing it and then he grazed it with his teeth. He was squeezing the other breast, pinching the nipple between his finger and thumb. He rolled it back and forth, increasing the pressure while still teasing the other with his mouth. I let out a moan and started to writhe against the sensations pouring over my body, my knees pressed together, my hands held firm by the restraints. He leaned in and whispered in my ear.
“Open your legs for me.”
My wetness was obvious as I spread my legs, my body overcome with desire. His hand left my breast and slid down between my legs, rubbing the soft flesh. I couldn’t stay still as I moaned and twisted against the restraints.
“I can smell your sex, sexy Sarah.” His voice was rich and deep as he leaned down to lightly kiss my stomach. “I can feel your need.” He licked right below my belly button. “Tell me you want me.” He inhaled my scent as his tongue lightly flicked my clit.
My breathing was reduced to short pants as I was unable to control my desire.
“I want you.”
His fingers manipulated my sex as I moaned uncontrollably.
“Tell me you belong to me.”
His fingers rubbed between my folds, pressing against my hard nub, causing my hips to jerk and press into his fingers. His other hand pinched my nipple harder. I wanted more.
“Say it!”
“I belong to you,” I moaned helplessly.
He looked at me, fire dancing in his eyes. “Don’t you forget it.” His lips came crashing down on mine, his body now on top of me. His hand left my breast and tangled in my hair as his other fingers continued rubbing the soft flesh between my legs. A finger lightly circled my opening before pressing inside. I tried to pull my hands from the restraints so I could touch him, but I was deliciously trapped. My hips lifted off the bed encouraging his finger to go deeper. He pressed another finger inside of me and caressed my inner walls causing my body to shake and buck against him.
“More.” The word escaped from lips before I realized I said it.
He stopped for a couple of seconds causing me to let out a small whimper. My body ached for his touch.
“More, what?” His tone was slightly playful, almost taunting.
“More, please.” I assumed that was the answer he wanted.
“More, please…what?” He was definitely taunting.
What did he want me to say?
“More please, sir.”
“That’s my girl. Do you want me to make you come?” His fingers started moving inside me again, touching places I never knew could be stimulated.
Silently my eyes begged, yes!
“Spread your legs wider.”
I spread my legs for him as he removed his fingers and bent down and slid his hands under my behind. His face dipped down between my legs and I arched my back as I felt the light flick of his tongue on my clit. Slowly he licked in and around the sensitive folds. I cried out as his tongue glided back and forth over my hard bud, applying more and more pressure on the sensitive flesh. One hand left my butt cheek and I felt his fingers press inside my aching opening again, caressing my inner walls. I was quivering all over, flooded with sensual sensations. His fingers, lips and tongue quickened their pace as they manipulated all the right places inside me and the tender flesh between my legs. I felt my body begin to shudder as my orgasm rose to the surface and a loud cry escaped my lips as I was left a writhing, quivering mess. My breath came in short, haggard pants as I lay there reveling in my bliss.
“Oh, I think you liked that my pet. But we’re not done. Do you want my hard cock inside you, pounding you deep?”
“Yes, sir.” My voice was hoarse with lust.
He removed his fingers from between my legs and I felt his swollen tip press against my tender, waiting opening. I moaned as my walls closed in around him, arching my hips to get closer. He groaned as I wrapped my legs around him pulling him in deeper. I undulated my hips and he began thrusting into me, rubbing against my clit each time. Each thrust caused me to lurch toward the headboard, my wrists straining to be free.
“Oh, Joshua.” The quiet moan escaped from my lips and I could see a change come over him as he hammered into me harder and faster. He looks so damned sexy! He held onto my shoulders, pounding me into the bed, grazing my clit as he shouted commands at me.
“You belong to me! Say it!”
“I belong to you, sir!” I could feel the stickiness between my legs as my wetness trickled down my inner thighs.
“You only have eyes for me! Say it!” He thrust into me even harder and deeper.
“I only have eyes for you, sir!” I couldn’t stop the orgasm that was building.
“I want to see you come! I want to feel your walls pulsating around my cock!”
I cried out as my orgasm rose to the surface, crashing over me, causing my body to thrash and buck against his. With a few more thrusts I heard a guttural groan as he shuddered and then collapsed on top of me. He gently kissed my cheek as we both lay there for a couple of minutes panting for air. He rolled off of me, untied my hands and lightly kissed my wrists before gently massaging them. This tender show of emotion shocked me but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want him to stop.
“Are you okay? The restraints didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“No, they didn’t hurt.”
“Good. I should get back to my room. We will be swamped in the office tomorrow.”
No, please don’t go.
Joshua cleaned himself up in my bathroom and then got dressed. I started to get up to walk him to the door and he stopped me.
“No, you stay here and get ready for bed. I can see myself out.”
I sat on the bed, completely naked, and completely comfortable in front of Joshua.
He walked over to me and leaned down, placed a finger under my chin and gently tipped my face up to his. His eyes longingly searched mine before he leaned in to kiss my cheek. Butterflies danced in my belly. His light scruff felt good as it lightly scraped my skin.
“Sleep well.”
Joshua disappeared from the bedroom and let himself out. After getting ready for bed, I thought about the last week. Is this really my life? It almost seemed too good to be true. I was re-living Joshua’s gentle kisses to my wrist when I drifted off to sleep.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next day, our staff meeting was scheduled for 10:00 and my spreadsheet was complete. I was to make a presentation discussing my findings on Jameson Industries’ financial goals and then take any suggestions on how the report should be refined. I was not nervous at all during my presentation, and I made sure to write down all suggestions for improvement. I had absolutely no ego when it came to work. I was like a sponge wanting to soak up as much knowledge as possible. All of the people in the meeting had been with the company a lot longer than me, and I wanted to learn all that I could from them. We were notified at the meeting that the big meeting with Jameson, originally scheduled for Friday, was postponed for two weeks. I noticed a new face that I had not yet been introduced to. She was absolutely beautiful and I noticed her flirtatiously glancing at Joshua throughout the entire meeting. Samira saw me looking at her and rolled her eyes. I guess she doesn’t like her. After the meeting Joshua introduced me to the gorgeous woman.
“Sarah, I would like you to meet Natalia Wittendale, she works in our London office.”
“Oh, Joshy,” she playfully hit his arm, “I think I’m more than just someone who works in the London office.” She held his arm, giving me a look to let me know that Joshua was her territory. Joshua winced and looked extremely uncomfortable.
Who the hell is this? I forced a smile and extended my hand.
She hesitated, almost sneering, staring at my hand as it is was covered in dirt. Finally, she gave me a very limp handshake and dropped my hand just as quickly as she touched it.
“So, Sally, where are you from?”
“It’s Sarah.” I gritted my teeth as I corrected her. What an arrogant…
“Oh, my apologies.” Her voiced dripped with saccharin.
Why is she being so nasty?
“I am from just outside New York.” I didn’t want to waste any more time talking to her. “So nice to meet you Natalie, but I must get back to my office to make these corrections.” I started to turn to go back to my office.
“It’s Natalia,” she glared at me.
I stopped and looked at her. I narrowed my eyes and forced a smile. “So sorry,” and I walked away. Out of the corner of my eye I saw a smirk turn up the corner of Joshua’s mouth.
A few minutes later Samira came to my office with three huge files and closed the door.
“Don’t let her get to you. She’s been pining after Mr. Hunter ever since he broke up with her.” She plopped the files down on my desk.
Ohhhh, the ex-girlfriend!
“Mr. Hunter would like for you to work on these. He will be in
shortly with instructions.” Samira hesitated and then continued on, her eyes bright and full of mischief. “Ms. Wittendale has heard a lot about you and is seething with jealousy. Like I told you, Mr. Hunter has never brought anyone with him who was not a partner on one of his long business trips. And the fact that you flew privately with him? I’m sure she can’t stand it!” Samira was grinning from ear to ear and she made me giggle.
“Samirah, why are you so happy about this?”
She quickly composed herself. “Oh, I am sorry. That was wrong of me.”
“No, no, don’t apologize. I just want to know why it makes you so happy.”
“Ms. Wittendale treats anyone who is not one of the Hunters, or a partner, like dirt. She acts as if she can’t be bothered to even speak to anyone else. She is very rude and condescending. I think every person is valuable and no one should be treated any better than anyone else.”
I could see that she was visibly upset.
“I agree with you completely Samira.” I leaned in to whisper to her. “I don’t think she likes me very much,” and I winked at her.
She held her hand over her mouth to cover her smile, and we had a good giggle. Just then there was a knock at my door. Samira opened my door to find Joshua standing there.
“Oh, Mr. Hunter! I was just leaving,” and she ducked out.
He closed the door and sat down.
“I want to apologize for Natalia’s behavior. She is very territorial and has been asking me all kinds of questions about you. Apparently there is a buzz going around about us.” He held my gaze and I swear my insides turned to mush. He is so beautiful.
“A buzz?”
“Office gossip. Just ignore it if you hear anything. Discretion, right?” His dark eyes smoldered.
“Of course.” I wanted to take him right there in my office. Being in his presence, in that small office, was clouding my thoughts. I literally shook my head and then heard his soft chuckle.