Their Famous Dominant (Office Intrigue, 4)

by Nicole Edwards

  I gave her ass a nice tap with my fingers before I stood tall once more. “Eager, pet?”

  “Yes, Master.”

  “Good. I think it’s time we switch things up a bit. Get on up there by Troy’s head. I want you to remove the headphones and the blindfold.”

  She crawled around to Troy’s side, then leaned over and gently eased the headphones off his ears.

  “Did you enjoy what Clarissa was doing to you, boy?”

  “Yes,” he hissed, his chest heaving when I wrapped my fist around his cock.

  I squeezed tightly. “Yes, what?”

  He groaned. “Yes, Master.”

  “Very good. Now I want you to return the favor. Sunshine, I want you to straddle Troy’s head, but I want you facing me so I can see the way his tongue teases you while I suck his cock.”

  Troy’s dick twitched in my hand.

  “I still have not given you permission to come, boy. Keep that in mind.” I looked up at Clarissa. “Same for you, pet. Do not come unless you ask my permission.”

  “Yes, Master.” Her eyes dropped down as she eased into position over Troy’s face, her knees on either side of his head.

  “Sunshine, I want you to reach up and hold on to the straps that are connected to Troy’s ankles. Don’t let go for any reason.”

  “Ah, Christ. Is that a plug?” Troy asked, his voice muffled by Clarissa’s body.

  “It is,” I confirmed.

  Talking became unnecessary when I leaned down and wrapped my lips around Troy’s cock. Before him, I had never sucked a cock before. Oddly enough, it felt as natural as licking Clarissa’s pussy. My only focus was bringing Troy as much pleasure as I could. I wasn’t trying to send him over the edge, but I did want him hovering dangerously close.

  I briefly considered plugging Troy’s ass as well but reconsidered. I figured that would be a pleasant way for him to spend a few hours tomorrow while we were in the office. For now, I would settle with laving his dick with my tongue.

  I worked him over while I continued to catch glimpses of Troy’s tongue as it pressed up against Clarissa’s clit. I didn’t have the best view but it was enough to spur me on, to make my dick weep with excitement. While I wanted to fuck Troy’s ass while he was restrained just like this, I wanted to feel Clarissa’s delectable pussy again. What wonderful problems to have, trying to figure out which to take and when.

  “Master…” Clarissa moaned. “Oh, God … I’m so close.”

  I lifted my head. “Do not come, pet. I want you to hold back.”

  “I’m not sure I can,” she said, her tone pleading. “It feels too good. His tongue … oh, God. His tongue is amazing.”

  I smiled to myself as I lowered my head, taking Troy all the way to the back of my throat. I hollowed out my cheeks as I retreated, sucking him until he was moaning. Several minutes passed while I waited to see if they could hold out. When it was obvious we were all inching dangerously close, I released Troy and got to my knees.

  “Stop!”

  Clarissa was panting, her eyes wide as she stared back at me. Her breasts were thrust high because of the position of her arms. It was a damn beautiful sight.

  “Stand up, sunshine. I want you to turn around and grab the headboard.”

  Damn good thing I had a reinforced solid oak bed. Otherwise, what I was about to do might’ve been a little risky. As it was, I was going to fuck my submissive and force the other to watch.

  As long as the bed held up, we were good.

  Troy

  IT WAS POSSIBLE I WAS losing feeling in my toes. Due to the position of my legs, it was hard to tell. Not that I was complaining. Well, okay. Maybe I was complaining a little. But only to myself.

  And only until Master ordered Clarissa to stand up and turn around. She placed her feet just below each of my arms, close to my ribs and since I had an unobstructed view of so much of her, I took the opportunity to look my fill. The way her auburn hair cascaded over her shoulders, her pert tits with the rosy-red tips bobbed freely, her pussy glinted in the soft light from the lamps beside the bed.

  “Be mindful that Troy’s beneath us, sunshine,” Master said when he got to his feet and came to stand behind Clarissa, both of them standing over me now.

  Holy shit. This was an interesting twist, for sure, and I was curious as to how this was going to work. Being that Master was so much taller, his legs so much longer than Clarissa’s, I didn’t figure this was going to be an easy position for him. However, he seemed intent on doing it as I soon learned. Master wasted no time bending his knees, then reaching down and guiding his cock right into Clarissa’s tight little pussy.

  “Be still, sunshine,” he whispered. “Let me do all the work.”

  Clarissa leaned forward, her head tilted down until our eyes met. She smiled at me and I couldn’t help smiling back. This was by far one of the most interesting scenes I’d ever experienced. Most definitely while I was in bed.

  When Master’s cock disappeared inside Clarissa, my eyes were focused on where their bodies met. In fact, I didn’t look away as Master rocked forward and back, his cock—slick with her juices—eased in and out of her pussy. It was so much better than porn. Not only because I was so close and they were in the same room, but also because I could smell their arousal, hear Clarissa’s soft moans and Master’s urgent grunts. The mattress rocked, my ass bouncing as much as it could, which wasn’t a whole lot thanks to the strap across my hips.

  “Master? May I have permission to come?” Clarissa asked, her voice tight.

  “You may, pet. Come all over my cock.”

  As though that was the detonator, Clarissa screamed, and Master’s hips punched forward, slamming into her as her muscles tensed. She was in the throes of a serious orgasm and Master continued to drive into her again and again.

  “Oh, God, yes!” Clarissa yelled. “I’m coming again.”

  “Good girl,” Master bit out. “Now it’s my turn.”

  His hips drove forward several more times before he stilled, an animalistic sound escaping him as he succumbed to his own release.

  When they were done and Master lowered Clarissa to the mattress beside me, I felt as though I’d been right there with them. Only I hadn’t, and my dick was painfully aware of that. I needed to come so badly.

  Suddenly, my legs were lowered to the bed and Master was then near my feet, massaging my ankles as he freed me from the restraints, first my legs, then my arms.

  “Sunshine, we’re not finished with you yet,” Master said. “Boy, I want you to come stand down here at the end of the bed.”

  With weak legs, I managed to get to my feet and walk down to the end of the bed. My cock was rock hard, the head so sensitive the air caused me to hiss.

  “Sunshine, I want you to come down here, too.” When Clarissa started to get off the bed, he stopped her. “Lie on your back and move your ass to the end of the mattress.”

  Clarissa was smiling when she realized the same thing I did. Obviously, Master wasn’t going to leave me hanging tonight, which I greatly appreciated.

  While Clarissa got into position, Master excused himself for a moment. He headed into the bathroom and I heard the water come on.

  I remained where I was, my eyes locked on the beautiful woman before me. I couldn’t resist touching her, sliding my hands over her calves, up to her knees, then down the insides of her thighs. When I neared her pussy, she shifted her hips, trying to get closer.

  “Patience, baby.”

  “Easy for you to say,” she countered with a chuckle.

  “Hey, I’m the one who hasn’t come yet.”

  “Oh, we’re about to change that,” Master said when he joined us. “Real soon. Take a step closer to the bed.”

  I did.

  “Now, I want you to slide your cock into her sweet, wet pussy.”

  The mattress was almost the perfect height for me to do exactly that. Almost. Due to the way Master kept me standing at the end of the bed, I had to go up on my toes
slightly as I leaned over her.

  Clarissa’s hands cupped my face as I pushed inside her. My eyes instantly closed as the pleasure overwhelmed me.

  “You’re so fucking perfect,” I groaned. “Hot, wet … damn.” She was so damn tight and I knew that was due to the plug Master had filled her ass with.

  “What are you waiting for, boy?” Master chuckled as he walked behind me again. “Fuck her.”

  He didn’t have to tell me twice. I curled my hands over Clarissa’s shoulders so I could keep her from moving away from me as I began fucking her. Slowly at first, then driving into her again and again as her hands ran over my biceps, then around to my back. She was watching me, those golden eyes lit with something I found myself getting lost in.

  “God, you’re beautiful,” I whispered as I relished every second, pushing in deep and withdrawing at a leisurely pace, not wanting to rush this.

  I was so caught up in her I almost forgot Master was still there with us. Until it became damn near impossible to forget.

  That happened when Master’s hands gripped my hips and he stilled me. I felt the blunt head of his cock slide down the crease of my ass before it stopped right where I needed him to be. Rather than plunge in deep, Master teased me with his fingers for long seconds, all while Clarissa’s pussy milked my cock.

  My head was spinning from so much sensation, the desire turning into a conflagration scorching me from the inside out. Then Master’s hand disappeared and his cock lined up with my asshole once more. Only this time he was pushing in, drawing a long, ragged moan from me.

  “Oh, fuck, yes,” Master hissed as he pressed down between my shoulder blades, forcing me to lean over, my feet still firmly on the floor.

  “How does it feel?” Clarissa asked, her voice soft.

  I stared down at her, trying to hang on to my sanity. I was overwhelmed by it all. The way her pussy squeezed my cock, her soft, smooth hands running over my arms and shoulders, Master’s cock filling my ass, his fingertips pressing into my flesh as he held me still.

  “Better than anything I’ve ever felt before,” I admitted.

  “It’s about to get better, boy,” Master said, his hands curling over my shoulders. “You better hang on.”

  Planting my hands firmly on the mattress beside Clarissa’s head, I braced myself as Master retreated before slamming into me.

  “Fuck,” I groaned at the same time Clarissa gasped.

  My eyes widened, fear that I’d hurt her nearly overwhelming me.

  “Color, sunshine?” Master asked.

  “Green, Master. So very, very green.”

  I released the breath I’d been holding just when Master retreated and slammed into me again. This time, I was watching Clarissa’s face, noticing the heat that flared in her eyes. Master’s momentum was shifting me forward, driving my cock deep inside her pussy, the plug still filling her ass.

  Master slammed into me several more times, making my blood thrum in my veins, my body heating, inundated by the intensity. When he paused, I sucked in air at the same time his chest covered my back, his mouth brushing my neck.

  “Damn you feel good,” he whispered as his hips pumped in short bursts.

  “Master…” I knew it came out as a warning, but I couldn’t help it. I was going to come if he kept that up.

  “Ask permission,” Master commanded as he continued to rock into me.

  “Fuck…” I could hardly breathe. He thrust with just enough force to have me impaling Clarissa, who was still beneath me, her fingernails now digging into my triceps. “Master, may I come?” He continued that mind-blowing rhythm that had my balls drawing up. “Please … fuck…”

  Master’s chest lifted from my back and he began drilling into me again. This time, Clarissa’s body tensed as she reached up and jerked my head down, her lips crushing to mine. Her pussy clamped down on my cock as she whimpered.

  I knew I was a goner at that point. I pulled back from her mouth, a desperate rumble coming up from my chest. “Master! Please … may I come?”

  “Yes, boy. Come for me,” Master growled as his hips slammed against my ass, his cock impaling me harder, deeper.

  As soon as his words registered, my body was no longer my own. I came in a rush, every muscle locking up.

  Seconds later, Master followed me right over the edge.

  THIRTY

  Clarissa

  WHILE MOST OF THE WEEK had been interesting, Friday was turning out to be relatively tame.

  Or so I thought.

  I’d woken up to find both Trent and Troy gone from the bed. In their defense, I had opted to sleep in late, so I couldn’t expect them to hang around forever. Rather than freak out, I’d smiled to myself. Gone was that feeling of abandonment and in its place something that felt a hell of a lot like contentment. It was then that I’d realized I’d grown accustomed to this new life, to being in a different state, learning new things, experiencing new things. And it had me thinking about the job.

  That seemed to be the only thing lacking in my life right now.

  While I enjoyed the travel, the new city, spending all of my waking hours with the men I’d found myself head-over-heels in love with, I was still missing that small part of myself. The part I’d been denying because I hadn’t felt good enough.

  The thing was, I felt as though I was good enough to do anything. Anything I put my mind to. And I think I had Trent and Troy to thank for that. They were constantly looking to me for things. Whether it was help, advice, even approval. Not openly, mind you. But I felt it. I felt needed when I was with them.

  I liked being needed.

  When I finally crawled out of bed, I found out my men had gone to work out with Case, so I opted for a long, hot shower followed by an omelet that Brax had prepared for me right there in the kitchen I was sitting at.

  And not once had I experienced any surprises.

  Right up until I walked into the Chatter PR Global offices shortly before noon.

  Yesterday, Landon and Langston had asked to meet with me again so we could discuss the few adjustments I wanted to make to their proposal. Unfortunately, they hadn’t said when they wanted me to come down, so I’d picked my own time.

  Probably would’ve been a good idea to give Landon and Langston a heads-up that I was coming. Considering the compromising position I found them in, I knew that any future encounters would be preceded by a phone call. From me.

  “Don’t move, pet,” Langston instructed Luci, who was kneeling in front of her desk. Naked.

  “It appears our pet is having a difficult time following instruction,” Landon informed me when he joined me in his office a short time after I’d arrived.

  “I apologize for walking in on that,” I told him, my face heating from the memory of seeing Luci naked in the office. Surprisingly enough, it hadn’t been as awkward as I’d expected, but I it was obvious I had interrupted a critical time. I was more embarrassed than anything.

  “No apologies necessary,” Landon said with a smile. “I’m sure you’ve seen it all before.”

  “Well, I can’t deny that.” When it came to D/s, I’d pretty much seen everything at this point in my life. However, most of the time I didn’t see naked people at work.

  “I hope you weren’t offended by what you saw,” he said and I could hear his genuine concern.

  “Not at all,” I assured him. And that was the truth. “I should’ve called first.”

  He smiled. “As you probably know, our business requires us to spend quite a bit of time in the office. For the longest time, my brother and I thought we would never find someone to settle down with. Until Luci. Now that she’s in our lives, it’s sometimes difficult to separate personal from professional.”

  I could see his point of view. Many people didn’t realize how much time they spent working, away from the people they love, grinding away to make a buck while everything else in their life got shoved to the back burner.

  “We’ve grown accustomed to being open h
ere in the office. And as much as I’d like to tell you it won’t be a regular occurrence, I can’t,” he said as he straightened his tie and took a seat on the opposite sofa. “Our pet tends to defy us on a frequent basis.”

  “It really doesn’t bother me,” I told him. “I’ll just be sure to call ahead.” It seemed like the logical thing to do.

  The door opened and Langston stepped in, his eyes quickly scanning the room as though he expected someone other than me and his brother. I waited for him to sit before I continued.

  “However, in regard to what I witnessed, I’m curious how to … I’m not sure how to put this.”

  They both stared at me, evidently waiting.

  I sat up straighter. “Okay, say I do take the job. Hypothetically.”

  “Of course.” Landon smirked.

  “It’s inevitable that I’m going to employ someone who isn’t in the lifestyle. Someone who isn’t on board with the idea of having naked secretaries and paddle-wielding Doms in the office. How do we balance the two?”

  Langston spoke. “Believe it or not, we’ve given that some thought. It’s inevitable that someone will come on board who would be offended by what takes place in this office. The last thing we want to do is make anyone uncomfortable.”

  Landon picked up. “We’ve decided to make a few more adjustments to the layout. While the executives—provided they’re comfortable with the setup—will reside on the thirty-second and thirty-third floors, we’ll allocate the thirty-fourth floor for an area for people to relax and hang out.”

  “A break room?” I asked.

  “Yes. A full setup. Break room, game room, restrooms, mothers’ room. Whatever is necessary. A safe place, if you will. There won’t be any … how’d you put it? Naked secretaries or paddle-wielding Doms in that space.”

  That made me smile.

  “The thirty-fifth floor will be for the new security firm, thirty-sixth floor will be yours, and the thirty-seventh floor will be for the talent agency.”