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“Right now, I want you to get your sexy fucking ass on this desk,” he demands, pushing his chair back and gesturing. I hesitate, and his eyes narrow dangerously, reminding me I’m playing with a gangster. “Now. Don’t make me ask twice, or I’ll tie you to my brother’s desk and let him have his wicked way with you. You won’t like it as much.”
Decision made, I slowly saunter toward him, like one would a predator, keeping my eyes locked on his, in case he pounces, while circling the desk. Once I stand before him, I grab the desktop and hop up, dragging my ass along the papers he was just reading—not that he seems to care—and then I wait. He surveys me, trailing his gaze across every inch of my body like a physical touch until I’m squirming. My desire flares back to life, even after Alistair’s mouth during the early morning hours. I want Maddox, I want to feel that anger painted across my skin and feel those hands, capable of killing and hurting, inside me, gripping me, holding me. I want to know what that huge cock feels like slamming inside of me the same way it did my mouth.
My cunt is dripping from the visuals crowding my mind, a running list of everything he might do to me, that he could do to me. But I know I can’t rush him. This is about him being in control. He’s showing me that here, though I might have sucked his cock and made him wild, when it comes down to it, Maddox Dixen controls every single fucking inch of me.
Down to my orgasms.
Wanting to urge him on, I part my thighs teasingly, letting the dress gape as the material falls open in the split, no doubt giving him a slight view of my bare pussy underneath. He groans and loosens his tie, and my breath catches as I watch his thick knuckles run through the material. I imagine it tied around my wrists, my eyes, anything.
Fuck, even my throat.
Leaning back on my hands, I wait. “Trying to tease me, pet?” he asks, meeting my gaze. “It won’t work. Before you even walked through that door, I knew what I would do to you today.” He nods his head at my dress. “Pull it up, let me see the cunt we own.”
Chafing under the ‘own,’ I do as I’m told because, well…it’s what I want to do. I grab the hem of the soft gray fabric, and with excruciating slowness, to tease him and me, I drag it up my legs until it sits on my hips. Now my pussy is only slightly concealed. “Thighs open,” he barks.
Breath hitching, I part them farther until he can see all of me. His tongue traces across his lips, and those dark eyes remain fastened on my pussy as he relaxes back in his leather chair. “You’re going to touch yourself. You’re going to make yourself come on your fingers while I watch, but only when I say so. Understand, pet?”
I arch an eyebrow, unable to help myself. “You want me to touch myself? Here?” I look around.
“Problem?” he snarls.
“Wouldn’t…you rather touch me?” I ask, unsure where it came from.
His eyes flare, yet I don’t wilt under his gaze. He’s brazen with his desire and, well, apparently so am I, and I want Maddox to touch me, to fuck me. I’m tired of fighting this attraction. We may be enemies, I may be a spy in their midst, but it doesn’t mean I can’t have some fun while I’m here, right?
“When I want to touch you, I fucking will. Now touch yourself. Let me see those fingers running across that pretty pussy,” he orders.
Fuck.
Fine.
I should say no, I should walk away, but having his eyes on me while I bring myself to orgasm? It sends a shockwave of desire through my system until I’m almost rubbing myself against his desk. He jerks his head to urge me on, and with a sharp inhale, I drag my hands up my thighs to my pussy. Under his dark gaze, I part my thighs until my pussy is on display, and with my right hand, I glide my fingers across my hairless cunt.
He breathes in deeply, like he can smell my lust, and I shiver from the intensity of it. “Part your lips, let me see,” he snarls.
So I do. I part my lips for him and just let him gaze at my sex. My clit pulses in time with my heart, and my hole contracts from the need to be filled, yet I don’t move until I’m ordered to. “Touch yourself, rub that cream all over your pretty pussy.”
Sucking in a breath, I do as I’m told. I drag my fingers down my center, circling my entrance and gathering my wetness before sliding them back up, coating both my fingers and pussy in my cream. Maddox groans and shuffles his chair closer until we’re nearly touching, so he can watch as I do it again. Running my fingers down my core, I press the tip of them inside before pulling out and lightly teasing my clit with the soaked digits.
“Rub it,” he instructs.
Catching my lip with my teeth as my hips gyrate, I start to rub my clit. Slowly at first, but with his eyes on me, knowing he’s enjoying this, I rub faster and faster. Pleasure reverberates through me, and I moan.
“Fuck your fingers,” he demands, shifting in his seat. I spot his hard cock tenting his pants and smirk. Rubbing my clit once more, I slide my fingers down my cunt and slip one inside before adding another, but I can’t get the proper angle and a needy, frustrated moan leaves my lips.
Groaning, I hike my leg up, pressing one heeled foot to his thigh while the other is draped over his armrest as I thrust my fingers in and out of my channel under his lustful gaze.
“Fuck,” he growls, rubbing his cock as he watches me. “Don’t stop, I want to watch you ride them.”
Leaning farther back, I lift my hips, riding my fingers as I thrust them in and out of myself. I rub my clit with my other hand, desperate for the release I feel building within me. His own hand speeds up, matching mine. The wet squelch of my fingers thrusting into me should mortify me, but if anything, it spurs me on. I can feel my arousal dripping from my cunt to my ass and onto his desk.
Good, let him smell my cream all day.
Let me ruin his papers the way he ruined my mouth.
“You’re fucking dripping. I can see it leaking from your little hole…” His eyes flash to mine, and I close my own as I climb closer and closer to that edge, desperately riding my hand and seeking that explosion of pleasure. “I see those little fingers stretching you, but my cock will stretch you more, and I can’t wait to watch you come all over it. But for now, come on your fingers. Let me see.”
Nodding, body shaking, I open my eyes and meet his gaze as I flick my nub faster and faster until, with a cry, I explode. The orgasm rips through me, and my pussy clamps on my fingers as I rub myself through my release. It drags on and on, one of those strong ones that seems to pull from your very toes, until I finally slump. Pulling my fingers from my cunt, I pant as I watch him.
