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I pushed my hips toward him, wanting him to fingerfuck me. Instead of giving me what I wanted, Brent pulled his hand away.
“That will be all, thank you,” Brent said and turned to the work on the desk in front of him. I was reeling with desire. I felt light-headed. I only hesitated a moment before I walked back to the door. This was a game. Brent was toying with me. I wanted him to take me right now, but this was how he was going to play the game, and drawing it out only made me want him more.
“Rena,” Brent said when I reached the door. I turned and looked at him over my shoulder. “I’m going to need you to stay later tonight. It’ll be just the two of us. I have a few things to clear up with you.”
I shivered again and nodded before I unlocked the door and let myself out. When I walked to my desk, I could barely think straight. All I could think about was sex. Brent wanted me. Brent had asked me to stay after work. He’d fingered me in the office, and it was only a taste of what was to come.
Brent was going to fuck me.
I couldn’t believe we had come this far. I tried to focus on my work, but it was hard to concentrate when my body was like a live wire, humming with sexual tension. I couldn’t get the feel of his hand on my pussy out of my mind, or the way he’d been so serious about it. It had been even hotter because he’d been so blasé when I had nearly fainted. I had whimpered and moaned and gasped as if it was my first time, and he had sat there, fingering me like it was the next order of business.
Well, maybe it was.
The phone rang, and I took a breath.
“Welcome to DigiTech. This is Rena speaking. How can I help you?” I didn’t sound as breathy and worked up as I felt. Point for me. I connected the caller through to Brent’s offices and opened my email. When I glanced at the clock, there were still seven hours left of the workday before we would be alone.
How the hell was I going to get through seven hours? I was so wet and horny, and I wanted Brent to come into my office and dominate me right now.
Fuck.
The two orgasms I’d had last night had been great, but it was nothing compared to what Brent would give me. I knew that. I could only imagine the satisfaction he would bring. Real sex and an orgasm from a man was so much better than getting myself off.
And an orgasm with Brent? I was willing to stake my life on it that it would be the best thing I would ever experience.
Chapter 6
Brent
The rest of Friday was a horny blur. I did my work with a hard-on in my pants and sex on my mind, and I couldn’t wait until it was home time for everyone in the office so Rena and I could be alone.
Rena had surprised me. I hadn’t been sure if she would go through with this. I had taken a chance, and she’d seemed a little unsure about it when I’d called her in to tell her the rules of our game if she decided to play. I hadn’t been sure she would play.
This morning, I had found her panties on my desk. Like a dirty old man, I sniffed them, and they smelled like her floral perfume. It had taken everything I had not to march out there and drag her into my office like a caveman to claim her.
When I’d called her in, I asked her to stand next to me. I hadn’t been able to help myself; I had to have a taste. Her legs had been silky smooth, and when I’d pushed my fingers into her pussy, she had been so wet for me. She was ready to be fucked, and I was more than willing to oblige. I couldn’t get the feel of her bare pussy out of my mind. I could only imagine what it would be like to push my dick into her delicious center and give her what she obviously wanted.
For years now, I had played the field. I found women who were willing to abide by my rules. It was about sex and nothing else because the moment it was about more, my money came into play. I never got attached to any of them, but I was willing to take a dirty fuck anytime. I hadn’t thought Rena was the type of woman to do something like this with me, but I was thrilled. And now that we had gone that far, I was excited to break the rules with her. What were rules for, if not to be broken?
The day dragged on, and I forced myself to stop thinking about her and do my work. By some miracle, I managed. When my office door opened, the sun was starting to set, sinking closer and closer to the horizon. I glanced at the time. The floor would be empty by now. Rena stepped in, which confirmed that it was. She would have checked before coming in here. Still, she locked the door.
