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His fingers slip under the leg band of my panties and caress my warm flesh as my core clenches tightly and weeps with the anticipation of his touch. “Jaxon, someone could walk in.” I exclaim in a low tone and try to reason with him as well as with myself. I shouldn’t be allowing this to happen, and certainly not here where I need to command the respect of the men around me, and not be seen as just a woman with a pussy to be used.Shut the fuck up, we need this!Even though the rational part of my brain knows all this, I still don’t stop his wandering fingers from gliding across my wet skin.
“Soaked Stella. Your cunt is weeping. Is she drenched for me or for power, little wife?” He lets out a groan that makes his chest vibrate. “Who cares if anyone sees, let them bear witness to your power. I am not here to take from you but to serve you, Stella. Tell me what you want, and I will provide it my little ice queen.”
His finger grazes my hard, swollen clit and a moan escapes my lips. I close my eyes, leaning my head back against the leather chair and contemplating his seductive words. The pull of his command reaches into the darkest, deepest part of me. The part that hides the needs for anything but power.
He starts rubbing methodical circles over and over on my sensitive nub, quickly causing electric currents to rush through my body. The thought that anyone could walk back into the room and find us causes more wetness to seep from inside of me. A thrill shoots through me at the possibility of being caught, exposed, and being watched.
I want him to continue, to bring me to completion but I also want to ensure he knows his place.
Today is about me, Stella Stratford, not him. It’s about my rise to power and my empire. I want him to subjugate himself at my feet and prove to me he understands that. I want to use him like he did me last night. I crave control and power over him. I reach out and grab a fist full of his dark, thick hair, pulling him forward as I take his lips in a rough impassioned kiss, that is all teeth and tongue and heated ardor.
He groans as he comes willingly into my kiss, his fingers never ceasing their exploration of my pussy and playing with my clit. I need more than that however. I want to cum with a desperation that I can’t control. I break the kiss and use my hold on Jaxon’s hair to pull him from his seat, and down to his knees before me.
“Pull my skirt up Jaxon and my panties to the side.” My voice sounds wanton and filled with passion to my ears and I watch as his mercurial eyes dilate. Need and hunger crosses his features as he licks his lips like a man starved before a banquet.
He slides his fingers away from my pussy and a whimper leaves my lips at the loss of his touch. He grabs the crotch of my drenched silk panties and yanks hard on the material, a tearing sound retching the air around us. Then his warm, large hands skate down the inside of my thighs until they reach the hem of my skirt and he pulls it up, his eyes never leaving mine.
I lift my ass to allow him to pull the tight material over and up to my waist, leaving me naked and exposed from the waist down to him and anyone else that may enter the room. The thought of someone catching us, of seeing my heated and drenched flesh on display causes my pussy to clench and a tempoed throbbing to start inside my core. My wanton need for exhibitionism on display. I would have imagined I would be feeling shame at the prospect of being so thoroughly on display. But instead all I feel is searing heat rising, excitement, and power flowing through my veins. Power at having this man on his knees before me. He waits for further instructions, his fingers lightly stroking my heated flesh.
My grip on his hair tightens further until a grimace crosses his handsome face as I pull him closer to my sex. His warm breath skates across my scorching skin and a shiver trickles down my limbs, leaving goosebumps in its wake. “Do you want me to eat this drenched cunt, Stella? Right here where anyone could see?” His words have a moan leaving my lips before I can trap it.
“Shut up, stay on your knees and worship the queen you helped create, Jaxon.” A harsh breath leaves his chest at my words. He grasps onto both my legs just below my knees, pulling me slightly forward on the seat and raising my legs to drape over each of the chair’s arms.
I am wide open and exposed for him. My pussy, slick and on display like some wanton creature for his heated inspection and the warm breath leaving his lips. The way he is staring at my center has butterflies filling my stomach and heat rising through my body. He looks like a lion that wants to devour me and I am his willing victim and his next kill.
The first warm lick of his tongue through my pussy lips has me clenching tightly on nothing but air and a whimper leaving me at the empty feeling. His tongue strokes through my wetness up my swollen and throbbing clit and he lashes it with his tongue until I am starting to see nothing but bright colors before me. I pull on his hair, wanting him to get closer and be rougher with me. Needing more of him, the longing to explode on his mouth and all over his face, creating wave after wave of pure lust and energy inside of me.
“Patience little queen, I mean to savor this delicious cunt.” He moans into my flesh, the rumble of his words causing shocks of electricity to rise within my core. His tongue makes its way into my needy hole, and his eyes meet mine as it slips inside causing a moan to leave both our lips. His thumb takes up the relentless stroking of my clit and I have to close my eyes to try to catch my breath. I’m moving restlessly in the seat, my legs trembling over the chair arms. His other hand comes to lay flat across my pelvis, forcing my movements to still so that he can fuck my tight hole with his ruthless tongue. His palm raises and slaps my clit hard, causing a gasp to leave my lips and my eyes to shoot open in shock.
“Jaxon” I moan as he repeats the action, slapping my poor swollen clit with the meaty part of his palm. The sound of flesh meeting flesh coupled with my whimpers are obscene in the large empty room.
His eyes are heated pools of gray metal and form to slits as he studies my reaction to his tongue penetrating me over and over. He removes his warm tongue only to replace it with two thick fingers that have my ass rising off the seat, a deep groan leaving my lips.
“You’re so sweet and wet baby, this pussy wants to be ruined by me, doesn’t she?” He licks my clit with his tongue flattened at the same moment he slips a third finger inside of me. The stretch and bite of pain feels so good as I tighten my hold on his thick digits. His unoccupied hand slips up my body and squeezes my breast causing another gasp to leave my lips.
“Jaxon, harder.” The words leave my lips in harsh pants. The orgasm is so close that my whole body is tingling. His grip on my breast loosens as his hand makes its way to my throat and his fingers tighten around it, causing the air flow to stop and a ragged gasp to escape me. His fingers move with harsh, deep strokes inside of my clenching core and rub against the spot deep inside of me that has me crying out my release and gushing all over his mouth and chin. He pulls back from my clit. “You crave darkness like the one that inhabits my soul, Stella. Let me push you into the dark, let me corrupt you.”
His fingers tighten around my throat until the edges of darkness start to crush my vision as he returns to feast on my pussy like a mad man, causing aftershocks to roll through me on an unending loop. My body stiffens completely and he grazes his teeth against my sensitive clit and rolls me into another shockwave of an orgasm. My hands pull on his hair and I gasp for air, mewling sounds escaping me. My body is completely rolled under his unmerciful treatment and begging for more as darkness calls to me.
Finally his grip releases on my throat and air rushes back into the abused organ, causing me to suck deep gasps through my mouth and cough. He licks me once more through my swollen pussy lips and then pulls back on the fierce hold I have on his hair and removes his fingers from inside of me. I watch as he brings all three digits to his mouth and sucks them deep, his passionate eyes never leaving mine.Jesus, he is so erotic and fucking hot.
He groans as he sucks my taste off of his digits and then removes them from his mouth, reaching forward and laying a gentle kiss on the soft skin of my pelvis. “I will gladly bow at your feet Stella if I get to eat this juicy cunt.”
He pushes back up from his knees and stands before me. A king dressed in expensive finery staring down at his prize. He may have subjected himself to his knees and my whim, but the expression on his face indicates he thinks he has won. His large cock is tenting the fine fabric of his dress pants and there is no way to hide his substantial size or affliction.
For a moment, I want to reach forward and pull down his zipper. Let my mouth trail across his hard length and suck him back into my abused throat. I want to watch him come undone like last night, knowing I have complete power over him when I do.
“Congratulations Stella, you seemed to have brought every man within the vicinity to their knees.” He wipes the palm of his hand across his glistening lips and chin, wiping my moisture off of its surface. He leans down and picks up the scrap of silk that I am sure are my panties, slipping them into his dress pants pocket. “I look forward to seeing what you will do next, little ice queen.”
With those parting words, he moves away from me and leaves the room with his raging erection on display, a smug grin across his lips, leaving me fully exposed and spread open in the boardroom chair, like the brazen slut I am becoming for him.
My body is completely liquefied as I try to force myself to sit up and pull down my skirt. Little aftershocks are still racing through my system and my core is sore and throbbing. He fingerbanged me so exquisitely, two orgasms later and my demanding core is still begging for more. She wants his huge cock deep inside and frustration is once again setting in at being denied the feel of him within me.
His words repeat inside my head. “I will gladly bow at your feet Stella, if I get to eat this juicy cunt.” Fuck, his dirty words, and that expression on his face will have me cumming again just from the memory. Jaxon Stratford is a distraction and threat that I should be worrying about how to handle. He will not go meekly before me, regardless of his claim to want to bow at my feet. I need to get control of myself and not fall into a puddle of orgasms at his touch.
I will bring you to your knees Jaxon, and then keep you there.
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