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Brad was not there.
That was the first thing Sophia noticed when the doors opened and The Wrecking Crew walked in. She had arrived a bit early, which was not unusual for her, but she had half expected all of them to be seated at their usual posts around the table but they were actually on time this morning.
One by one The Crew walked in and barely noticed her as they took their usual seats. Except for Brad. His chair was empty. And it remained empty.
As Sophia gathered her thoughts and listened to the members of The Wrecking Crew spell out for her how they had mapped together the marketing for the launch, she found her mind wandering constantly. She kept thinking about Brad and where he was this morning. He had never missed a meeting with them and she wasn’t sure why the hell he would miss one now. Unless he had nothing to really add to this particular meeting or he had something more important going on with his own business.
Or maybe he was just avoiding her. She could not let this thought go no matter how much she tried. She knew that it was illogical and irrational and it was just going to make her feel like crap and bring her down, but she could not shake off this thought for the life of her. It was no use.
She tried harder and harder to understand what The Crew were talking about and explaining, but she just could not concentrate enough to grasp it. She would have to pour over the notes later. Meanwhile she continued to look at them and nod while smiling as if she was absorbing and worshipping every word. She had actually been planning to do that anyway, but she did want to ask a few questions if they arose.
It was the longest meeting of her life without a doubt, and when they finally adjourned the meeting a little after nine-thirty, Sophia felt the weight easing up off her shoulders as she was finally able to breathe comfortably. She felt like she had not taken a real breath during the course of the entire meeting, and she doubted that she had.
She gathered her things and marched out of the conference room. She wanted to swing by Brad’s office and see if he was in, but she knew that he was not. If he had been in the building the other members of The Crew would have demanded that he join them. It was impossible to say where he was.
By the time she got back to her own office Sophia was actually pretty steaming mad. During the cab ride over she had decided that if this asshole decided to speak to her and contact her in any way she was going to demand an explanation and she was really considering just telling him to fuck off.
As much as she felt attracted to him and as amazing as he was, she was just over it all. He was not putting forth any signals. They had shared an incredible night but now he was completely silent. She could not handle these games and this type of head drama. She was a grown woman and she had more important things to worry about. She needed a man who was not going to play childish games anymore. Where were those men?
Sophia sat down at her desk. She hated when these early meetings occurred because they made her feel like she was late and behind everything else the rest of the day. As she pulled up her emails her breath caught in her throat. There was a message from Brad and it was titled “The New Game”. Just the title alone made her want to find the pig and rip his head off. But she decided to see what the hell he was up to now. Maybe it was his version of an apology or something. The message was simple. It said “PLAY ATTACHMENT”.
Sophia saw that there was indeed an attachment to the email. She opened it up and saw it was a video. She paused a moment wondering what sort of sick thing Brad had decided to send her. Maybe he was much more of a pervert than she realized? She pressed play and a second later the video popped up on her screen.
It was shot in green colored night vision, but she could instantly make out what it was. The video was of her and Brad having sex the other night. He had made a video of them. How? How the hell did he do that? Was there someone else there? No. That couldn’t be—
He had been in her apartment before she arrived. Brad, the dirt bag, had set up a damn video camera and hidden it in her apartment to video them having sex. How did he know that was even going to happen? How could this man be so sure of himself?
Because he had probably done it before. That was the only explanation. Brad was gaming her since the moment he laid eyes on her. He lived to play games. That was all anything was to him.
Sophia had never watched herself on film before. She was both ashamed and disgusted by it all, yet she had to admit part of her found it exotic and intriguing. But this realization only made her feel more ashamed.
She quickly stopped the video and closed her email. The second the window closed her phone began to ring.
Sophia picked it up quickly without looking as if she was trying to make sure that whoever was on the other line could not see the film that had just been plastered on her screen.
“So, what do you think?”
It was Brad. The bastard.
“What the hell is going on here? Who do you think you are?” Sophia tried to keep her voice quiet. Her secretary, Angela, was in an office next door.
Brad chuckled on the other end of the line. “Relax.”
“Don’t tell me to relax! You invaded my privacy and made this damn video without my permission with a hidden camera. Don’t you dare tell me to relax. What kind of a psycho are you?”
“It was necessary for the next stage of the game,” Brad said.
“What game? What the hell are you talking about? I’m not playing any games with you.”
“Oh, sure you are. You see, if you don’t do exactly what I say then I am going to plaster this video all over YouTube and I’m emailing it directly to each member of The Crew.”
Sophia’s breath left her body in one huge swoosh. It felt like she had just been punched in the ribs.
“What do you want?” Sophia asked quietly. The fear in her voice was disturbing.
“Ok, now we are talking. In your desk you will find two pairs of handcuffs. I want you to cuff yourself to the leg of your desk.”
“What? What the hell—“
“Just do it. Get on your hands and knees and cuff yourself in that position. Now or I press send on this email.”
Sophia gritted her teeth as she sat the phone down on the desk and did as she was told. She lifted up one corner of her desk and slid a cuff under the leg. Then she cuffed the other side to the chain of the other handcuffs before snapping them on her wrists. She was very thankful for the fact that her office did not have windows in the door. Sophia had always enjoyed the privacy that way.
She wasn’t sure that Brad could even hear her anymore, but she said “Ok, it’s done.”
She could not hear a response and she was not sure she could get to her phone anyway. What the hell was going on? What was she supposed to do now?
She got her answer a few seconds later as the door to her office opened up. She gasped loudly afraid that her assistant Angela, who had a tendency to barge in, had decided to do just that. But then she heard the heavy footsteps and not the normal click clack of Angela’s high heels.
She knew it was Brad. Even before he spoke a word she knew it was him.
“What the hell are you doing?” Sophia demanded.
Brad smiled as she walked around the desk and looked down at her. She felt a bit humiliated but she could not take her eyes off the bulge in the crotch of his slacks. It was a beautiful reminder of the large package he concealed. Her body began to tingle and the warmth started to travel over her. The moistness between her legs began to grow, even though she knew that she should not want this. But she did. She wanted it more than she could remember wanting any man before.
Why? What was the hold this man had on her? Why was it so damn strong? She knew that she should be trying to get away. This man was dangerous. He was a bastard. He was everything that her mother had warned her about and more. He was the type of man she had always been told to stay away from but his toxic grip on her was the most erotic and most intense thing that she had ever experienced. Why was he so stron
g? Why did he hold her passion and her heart in his hands?
“Wow,” Brad said. You look even more beautiful than I thought you would this way.”
Sophia felt the passion stirring from her loins. She could not stop licking her lips, aching to taste him.
Brad brushed his hands through her hair slowly and sensuously. He knew the way that she loved to be touched. The tingles roared through her at the slightest glimmer of his touch. It was as if her body was being torched with heat. Beads of sweat began to roll down her neck in droves.
Brad smiled as he noticed the way she was quivering at the slightest touch. He looked at her with that sexy and devious smile, his eyes a constant fixture on her own. He was having so much fun toying with her and even though she hated that she did—she enjoyed it immensely. It was almost like she’d been waiting for a truly strong and dominant man to finally come into her life. She had craved that confidence and that fierce warrior instinct that a man like Brad provided to her, but she had never consciously realized it before.
Brad stepped around the other side of the desk and for a moment she panicked and thought he was going to leave her there in this position. But she was instantly reassured when she heard his heavy footsteps coming from behind her as he came around the other side.
She wondered what was going to happen next, but she knew it deep inside. She had wanted it and craved this feeling. It felt like she had waited weeks to have this man make sweet and passionate love to her again. She was so ready for it. Her groin was so moist and begging.
Brad continued to brush through her hair with his thick, luscious fingers. He was gliding through the strands of hair slowly and lightly massaging her scalp with his fingertips. She loved that so much. As long as she could remember she had loved to have her hair played with. The top of her hair was a strong erogenous zone for some reason and Brad instinctively knew that. He just knew where to touch her and how. She did not have to point in him in the right direction at any time. How did this man know her so intimately? It was such a relief that enabled her to sit back and just enjoy the ride.
She heard the zip of Brad’s trousers and a second later she felt him pulling her skirt up and her panties down. The air felt cool against her sopping wetness, but she only felt that for a moment before Brad’s hard, fully engorged length was plunging deep inside her waiting pool of lust.
Sophia gasped hard. A slight sound escaped her, but she did not have the breath to do more. Brad held it deep inside of her, without giving her enough time to really acclimate to his huge staff. The pleasure and the slight bit of pain combined were even more erotic. Sophia could not believe how much she loved being dominated right then. It felt like she was just existing to pleasure and to be pleasured.
Brad grabbed her hair firmly and pulled just enough to cause a bit of pain, but add to the level of domination. Again he seemed to know exactly where her threshold was and how to keep things moving at the limit of pleasure that she was able to take.
He began to rock in and out of her, gently at first. The way he was sliding deeper and deeper into her relaxing, wet mound of pleasure was intoxicating. Sophia could feel her entire head swimming with tingling sweetness. She closed her eyes and enjoyed every inch of this sweet ride.
She was not longer interested in the fact that Brad had ignored her for a day and a half. It did not matter anymore that he just disappeared in the middle of the night after an evening of passion. She just wanted to be right here. This was all she needed in her life to feel totally fulfilled at this moment.
Brad began to pump harder and harder deep inside of her and she could feel her own orgasm about to skyrocket out of nowhere. It was just a testament to how much she had been craving Brad and his sweet tube steak pounding deeply inside of her wet caldron.
Before she could even prepare herself mentally for the event to happen, it did. She groaned loudly, trying to contain her scream inside of her mouth so as to not alert her assistant. She did not want anyone to hear what was happening here.
But did she?
As her sweet, wet sheath continued to be assaulted by Brad’s hard flesh knife and her climax started to settle down she thought about the possibility of someone walking in right then and catching her in this act of debauchery. She was handcuffed to her desk and Brad was having his way with her. This would be the most humiliating thing that she could ever let anyone see her do.
And somehow it made it all the more exciting.
“That’s my girl. Yea, you like it, baby,” Brad said as he started to pump harder inside of her obviously spurred on by her climax.
He pulled her hair a bit harder now and even though the pain was intensifying in her scalp, she did not dare tell him to stop. She loved the sweet pleasure in her groin too much. The way he was just pounding and slipping and sliding deep inside of her. She would not have been surprised if he triggered another one of her orgasms.
Brad stopped suddenly.
“I’m getting close, but I want you to do something for me.”
“What?”
“I’m going to call out to your assistant and tell her to come in here in exactly two minutes. I want you to grind against me and get me off. Hopefully you can do this before she comes in here and sees us. I don’t care either way, but I have a feeling you don’t want your assistant to see this compromising position.”
“Brad… please don’t,” was all Sophia could manage as he moved in and out of her so slowly, teasing her and moving her closer.
Brad quickly grabbed the phone on her desk and pushed the intercom.
“Yes?” Angela’s voice.
“Angela, this is Mr. Thorpe. Sophia would like you to watch the clock and come in here in precisely two minutes.”
“What?” Angela asked with confusion in her voice.
“I know it’s an odd request, but just humor us, please. Thanks.”
Sophia looked back at Brad with shock. She could not believe what just happened.
“Come on, baby. I know you can do it,” Brad said.
Sophia’s mind began working at warp speed as she started to buck her hips, thrusting backwards and pile driving Brad’s huge member deeper and deeper into her. It felt so good that she knew she was going to climax again soon, but she could not stop even if she did finish again. She had to get Brad off and she had to do it now before Angela came walking in on them. It would take at least thirty seconds to get her clothes on after she was released from the cuffs.
She worked harder and harder, feeling the pain in her abdomen as her core tightened with tension. She had to get him off!
Her body clenched tightly around his hard member as he moved his hips faster and faster, thrusting deeper and deeper inside of her.
“Yea! God that’s good babe!” Brad groaned. “I’m almost there!”
Sophia knew that she barely had a minute left. Her body wanted to slow down. She wanted to enjoy every inch of pleasure being given to her but her mind was too focused on Brad and getting him to release.
She felt his rod get slightly bigger and harder and she knew he was close to the edge. Sophia put her whole body into the backwards thrusting. It was time. She could feel it!
“Uggg!” Brad groaned loudly, clenching his teeth a split second before she felt the hot seed being pumped into her. He pulled her hair harder still as he finished blasting the inside of her fleshy walls with its hot man seed.
Sophia’s own climax coincided with Brad’s. The sensation of the two of them coming at the same time was beyond intense, but she did not have time to dwell on it. She had to get the hell out of these cuffs.
“Release me!” Sophia hissed at Brad who was laughing his ass off now.
He pulled out of her and quickly produced the key to the cuffs from his pants pocket. He handed it to Sophia and casually zipped himself back up and sat down on the small couch in the corner.
Sophia’s fingers were sweaty and slippery, but she held onto the key despite its fumbling and sliding. In a second she had t
he cuffs off. She stood up quickly ignoring the dizzying head rush and pulled her panties up and her skirt back down. She was sure that her hair was all kinds of disheveled but she did not need to worry about it right then.
The second she sat down in her chair Angela walked in. Sophia took several deep breaths and tried to breathe normally as she looked up and smiled at Angela who was standing in the doorway with confusion spread all over her face.
“Miss Borden? You wanted to see me?” Angela asked.
“No, it’s ok. I actually found what I was looking for. Thanks, Angela,” Sophia said as casually as she could.
“Ok,” Angela smiled, still obviously very confused as she walked back out the door. She started to close the door behind her, but Brad was right there behind her.
He paused in the doorway and smiled at Sophia. “Great talking with you, Sophia.”
With that he was gone leaving behind only that sexy smirk of his as he walked out the door.
What the hell was that? Sophia buried her face in her hands trying to calm down. She knew that she should have been furious at Brad pulling a stunt like that with her assistant, but it had all worked out and now that it was over she had to admit this was the craziest and most fun experience she had ever had.
The shock was now starting to wear off and the endorphin rush was intense. Her breathing was becoming intense and Sophia could not help the laughter that suddenly erupted in her throat. Her head was basically spinning with glee and giddiness. She could not remember the last time she had felt that way.
She knew she should have been furious at the games that Brad was playing, but when she really sat back and thought about it she had to admit it was amazing fun. Who was this man?
A knock came at her door just then.
“Come in,” Sophia replied trying to get her giggles under control.
Angela walked into her office holding a package in her hands.
“This was just dropped off for you Miss Borden,” Angela said as she handed it to Sophia.
After Angela walked out of the office closing the door behind her Sophia began to open the box.
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