Overworked

by Dark Angel

  You are so perfectly filthy.

  I can't believe the effect this has on me. I feel utterly brazen and just before he walks away, I let my hand stroke the back of his thigh. I doubt anyone can see and I don't really care if they can. If Sebastian wanted to fuck me right here, I think he would, so I am just as discreet as he wants me to be.

  He continues the presentation – and the vibrations – and I come so hard, shutting my eyes again and letting the waves wash over, that when I finally open my eyes again, I'm dizzy.

  Then the whole presentation doesn't have the word 'deliverables' in it ever again. I want to cry and beg at this. I even think at asking him to repeat them again...but the vibrations don't stop and I let myself hope they are going to get intense enough for me to come.

  Or maybe they won't and he'll keep playing with me.

  I think I actually like the idea of him just constantly playing with me. I think I like being his little plaything a little too much. I want to be able to come again. I do. All the same I enjoy the sensation of whatever he decides to give me, and let the knowledge sink it that I have no control. Whatever he decides that he wants to do to me, I'm just going to take it. And if he doesn't want to let me come? That means I don't come.

  I mean, I don't know about you, but I think that's hot. Like when someone like Sebastian King takes charge, they really take charge. And I'm so aroused that I'm already starting to shiver again.

  At first I don't even notice that the room has been emptied. I got swept up in the sensation and all my thoughts about being Sebastian's personal little fuck toy. But when he starts to stalk over to me, I take in my surroundings. And the second I know we're all alone, I push my chair back and spread my legs, wide. I make sure my skirt rides up so that only panties separate me from the seat of the chair.

  I know he can see my panties. "Look how wet I am," I tell Sebastian.

  "Well," Sebastian laughs. "Look how hard I am," he says.

  That's not a difficult order to obey.

  "Very hard," I say, licking my lips.

  Sebastian's places his hand in my panties.

  I'm shivering at his touch, almost ready to come just from him touching me.

  He yanks my panties off and then pulls the vibrator out. I'm gasping, legs shaking, and I watch all the cum dripping on my pussy and sliding onto the chair.

  Then he slaps right down on my pussy. It is hard slap that makes a wet sound on impact. I tremble, my pussy aching to be filled and the sensations from that spanking are reverberating through my body and making me even more sensitive.

  "You came already, what, three times? Do you even know? In the middle of my meeting. You asked me to come, like my perfect little dirty slut," Sebastian says, and his voice is getting thick and catching in this throat. I know he wants to fuck me and I can hear how satisfied he is, and that makes me shiver.

  I'm like a breath away from orgasming again, and without permission. I hope that whatever he does next doesn't lead towards punishment, because I very much need a reward right now. I'm aching and shaking and desperate for him. I want him to be pleased with me and to show me just how pleased he is.

  "Yes, Sebastian," I say to him, my words coming out shaky because I'm so aroused. "I'm your personal slut. I'm your little whore and I want you to fuck me," I say, hoping that I'm not crossing some invisible line that ends with me quivering and unfulfilled.

  I'd much rather be a quivering heap of flesh that he's fulfilled.

  "Fuck, you're so hot when you tell me you're mine," Sebastian says, working his fingers on my clit now.

  I want to give in to how good it feels but I know I'm so dangerously close to orgasming without permission and I don't want that. I can't stand the idea of it...until I start to just need to come because of how good it feels.

  Sebastian leans in close and kisses me possessively, his lips crashing over mine and his tongue caressing mine with pure raw need. He moans into my mouth and my body quakes with need. "You come right here, on my hand and all over this chair, and then I want you to lick it all up while I fuck you," Sebastian says.

  I can't hold back a second longer and an orgasm takes over. My every nerve ending responds, lighting up with lust, as my pussy gushes so much cum that I know I'll have plenty to lick up.

  God, just the idea makes my legs tremble. I know Sebastian's going to sink that perfect cock into me and I just need it so damn bad that I'd do anything. It is almost like this orgasm is standing in the way of the next one. That next one is going to be me coming on his cock, and I want that more than anything.

  Sebastian's fingers trace up my pussy and then he slides them up my top, leaving a slight trail of my cum to mark my clothes, and finally his fingers are at my lips. I suck them in, lapping up the remaining cum that's sticky on his fingers.

  "Good girl," Sebastian says.

  His voice curls around me, making me heat up all over again inside. I want him inside me so badly that I look at him and whimper.

  "Now turn around and lick up all the cum while I fuck you. On your knees," Sebastian says. I can hear the excitement in his voice, and I'm just flattered. A warmth spreads through my heart and I'm desperate to be able to feel him inside me. I feel so close to him whenever he fucks me, like I'm getting some secret part of him. And I know that he has fucked so many other women, some of the most beautiful women in the world, and it probably makes me foolish to think that I'm actually getting closer to him...but I feel it all the same and right now I don't want to question it.

  I turn around and stick my ass out for him, pressing my knees into the carpet and jutting my ass out. I think about what this must look like to him as I lick my cum off the leather seat, and I'm not embarrassed or self-conscious. Just totally aroused. Like, I already had so many orgasms and I'm just shaking and desperate for more. I know only Sebastian could do this to me.

  Sebastian grips my hair and tugs my head back, baring my throat to him. "Good girl, Lily," he growls against my skin, and I feel him bite my neck just as the head of his cock rubs up and down the slit of my pussy. He's rubbing himself on me, and that bite makes me push my ass out for him more.

  Luckily, he doesn't make me suffer more. I feel the enormous head of his cock sink into my slick opening, and Sebastian fills my pussy up right away. His tongue caresses over the bitten skin of my neck, and my clit twitches from all the perfect sensations pulling me under the current of a deep and abiding lust that only Sebastian can create in me.

  "You're mine," he growls, slamming his cock so deep into me that I just let myself scream out. "You're mine and I want to fuck you so bad, Lily, that even though there's another meeting in this room in just an hour, I'm going to leave a puddle of your cum here on the floor for whatever lucky person gets to smell your pussy after I leave. They'll be hard and know what we did, but they don't get to fuck you." Sebastian is slamming into me and telling me all these filthy things.

  My head is spinning, lust making me lose all my senses and just go into full overload.

  His cock slides in and out of me because I'm just desperate for every inch of him to overtake me. I feel him mark every bit of my inner walls, painting pleasure and ecstasy over me as I grip him tightly. I squeeze my pussy around Sebastian's cock. I crave every inch of him, as much of him that I can take. Every thrust makes me need more and I push back against him, squeeze him, scream out and don't care for a moment if anyone hears. The whole world could know that Sebastian King is fucking me right now and I'd just tell them that I'm his dirty little slut, his personal whore. God, it turns me on so much and I know...I want him so much that it is almost dangerous for my very soul.

  But I'm in too deep.

  I feel his cock start throbbing inside of me and my legs start quaking, knowing he is about to come.

  "Lily," he groans as he shoots hot jets of cum deep in my pussy. He pulls out of my pussy and starts to spray cum all over my ass, my back, and finally he brings his cock to my mouth. I suck him deep, using the sheer force of my su
ction to pull his cock into my mouth. I want him to know how much I want him. I'm not holding back. I never hold back when I'm with Sebastian, and I never want to. He completes me on every level, filthy, mentally, and – based on how I feel about him – emotionally.

  Sebastian's fingers are on my clit and I suck his cock harder, but I feel my orgasm coming and I gasp, and he pulls his cock out of my mouth despite how tightly I was gripping him with the best suction my mouth can offer.

  "Fuck, Sebastian," I cry out.

  Whimpering, I let the rush of pressure inside my belly and my pussy builds up and flow from me...and spray everywhere. I'm squirting so hard right now that I feel like the top of my head is going to burst and so much heat is flowing through my body.

  "That's right, baby, come for me. Spray all over this floor and let some poor man smell the scent of your pussy and know he can't have you," Sebastian says.

  His wickedness sends a thrill through my body.

  I come so hard listening to his words that I forget myself and I mean I really scream out this time. Loud, hard, pulled from my throat like a torrent of lust and I just want to be able to release all the intensive pressure building inside of me. I gasp huge lungfuls of air and I can practically hear my heart thundering in my chest.

  "Fuck, baby, you just love being nasty for me, don't you, Lily?" Sebastian asks.

  I nod, my lower lip trembling because I don't know how to form words right now.

  And I want more. I want so much more because I don't think I can ever have enough of Sebastian. I reach out and put my hand on his cock, desperate to have more of him. I wrap my lips around his cock and watch his gorgeous face contort in pleasure. I want to be able to taste every drop of both of us on his lips and I want to suck his cock so hard that he forgets anyone is coming....but him. I really just want him to have the kind of freedom and release that he gives me. My mouth is so full of his cock and I suck him in tighter, feeling his cock start to reach my throat, and I just want more. I basically try to fill myself up with him as much as I can while my nose is pressed against his stomach. I am achingly, desperately taking in every last drop of him, my own cum already licked clean of him, and his pre-cum for his next orgasm already making an appearance. I want every last drop and I feel his hands on my head. I whimper, desperate that he not make me release his cock.

  Sebastian laughs, "Baby, you keep sucking me, I just want to touch you," he says. His hand strokes my cheek and there's something so tender to it that just unhinges something in me. I'm so wanton, wild, turned on in this moment that I just start to shiver and the vibration makes me hum a little on his cock. I feel him tense around me and I decide to hum more, the stronger sound making for more vibrations on him. I want to be sure that he has absolute pleasure and release like he gives me, so I suck him deep and pull him almost completely out of my mouth, bobbing my head fast, up and down, on all 12 inches of that perfect cock. I want to swallow everything he's got and I can feel how hard he is. He is basically hard enough to cut diamonds now and that's exactly how I want him.

  I grip his ass and pull myself onto his cock, sucking him so tight that my cheeks are hollowed in and my throat is closing around his cock.

  "Fuck, Lily!" Sebastian cries out, and that's when I know that he's about to really come undone.

  That's exactly what I want and I suck harder, deeper, bob more but keeping him tight in my suction.

  He erupts a massive load inside my mouth and I'm just so greedy for his cum that I start to suck him deeper and deeper, harder and harder, until I taste every last drop of the cum and pull him out of my mouth some. I pull his cock out and wrap my hands around him. I pump his cock and I lick every drop of his shaft. I direct that precious cum all over my face. I look up at him while I direct his load on my face, and our eyes connect while he covers me with his seed.

  "Lily," Sebastian gasps when his cock stops flowing. I put his cock back into my mouth and grip the head tightly, sucking every last ounce of pleasure from him, and I feel his cock give a little bit more.

  "Sebastian, I want all of your cum," I say, totally overtaken with lust.

  His eyes blaze at mine. His fingers stroke over some of the cum on my face and he scoops it into my mouth. I suck his fingers off, loving that he's feeding me cum from my face to my lips.

  "You're so fucking perfect, so sexy for me, Lily." I hear the heaviness in his voice. There's an enormous weight in what he's saying, and I let it wash over me.

  I wish he'd say more. I know, foolish, but there are words that a girl likes to hear.

  "You mean so much to me, Lily," Sebastian says. He drops down onto his knees before me and flips me over.

  His words heat me up, but his mouth on my pussy now makes me ache. I tremble with need and I think that I might explode from how hot my pussy gets. I'm burning, molten heat and his lips, his tongue, devouring my pussy so completely is almost too much to bear. I want to say something but I'm a collection of moans and sighs and he starts working his fingers into my pussy too.

  "Lily, you made me come so fucking hard. I think you deserve to come again, baby girl." His mouth on my pussy makes me shiver.

  "Please, Sebastian. I come only for you," I tell him, and with trembling lips and a heart and clit that both flutter, I couldn't mean anything more. I want to be able cover his face with my cum the way that he covered mine.

  He yanks me up until he's holding me upside down, still devouring my pussy, and the rush of blood to my head is so intoxicating that I feel like I could pass out. I feel him lay me on the table and his fingers start to slide deeper into my pussy. I cry out when his thumb glides over my clit, working fast circles over my sensitive flesh.

  "That's right, Lily," Sebastian groans. "Come for me, Lily."

  And I do come, I come so hard that I feel an enormous release from my pussy start to just drip all over his face. I don't know how there's more cum in my body but it is fast leaving and coating the table and Sebastian's face.

  "Damn, that's such a mess you've made. I think we should leave it here for the next meeting," Sebastian says with a smug laugh. "Let them smell your perfect pussy and know that they'll never get a taste," Sebastian says, pulling me off the table.

  He presses his mouth to my mouth and kisses me deeply. I taste the tangy sweetness of my pussy on his mouth and I'm deeply satisfied with the way he tastes with me on him. I want to stay forever in this moment and never stop kissing him. I know that I'm a mess and I need to clean myself up. I kind of want to clean up the table...

  But I think that release that I wanted Sebastian to have? I think that he had that when he decided to just belong to abandon and forget about anyone else knowing, and he just wanted to not give a single care and fuck me.

  Kind of like how there are words that girls want to hear, but everything he said to me now...well, that's so immensely satisfying that I am almost dizzy. The warmth builds in my stomach, in my heart, and it isn't me about to come. There's an ecstasy of emotions swirling inside of me. He pulls me off the table and wipes the rest of his cum off my cheeks, rubbing it inside my thighs before he pulls my skirt back down.

  "You're my perfect mess," he says, and he kisses the tip of my nose.

  Fuck. There's nothing simple about the way I feel about him. Sebastian can take me from cold to hot in a second flat, and I just don't know how all this happened. I just know I don’t want any of it to stop. I want him to make sure that I am his perfect little slut...because that element of knowing exactly what's expected of me makes me feel safe.

  But I realize that when I was more of the aggressor today, I wasn't afraid. I like that Sebastian takes charge, but I also love being everything I decide to be in the moment and getting everything I want from him. I need to be able to feel that freedom however it comes at me. If I'm on my knees, or if he's on his, I just know that I will never be the same after Sebastian.

  He helps me get semi-presentable and people are already filing into the meeting room before we leave.

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bsp; The practically shining heap of my cum on the table is very obvious, and Sebastian nods toward a man who walks in, sees it, and gets an instant erection.

  "You're mine," Sebastian says to me, just loud enough for the man intently watching us to hear. To know everything we just did.

  Okay, not everything.

  But a thrill shoots through my body. Sebastian has shown me things that I didn't know were possible and I just want him to never stop being to me...whatever he is. Contracts, protocol, agreements, orgasms...emotions. Whatever binds us, I don't know or care in this moment.

  I walk back to my desk with his cum dripping down my thighs and I know I'm walking with a little bit of a wobble, but I don't mind.

  And then I remember.

  The vibrator.

  Someone is in Sebastian's office, so I don't think I should interrupt.

  Rose pops up when she sees me standing at the door.

  "You can interrupt him, I know that Mr. King won't mind if you do," Rose tells me with a laugh.

  I look at her and grimace. I don't want to interrupt, but I think that my very sticky vibrator is under that conference table right now.

  "Should I just..." I look at Rose, and she looks like she wants to laugh at me for a moment but she has the good graces not to, for which I am grateful.

  "You can just walk in, I know that he'd say something like, 'Ask for forgiveness, not permission, and he wants to see you anyway," Rose says, and she shakes her head. "Just do it, girl!"

  I think about how brave I felt before and I turn the knob.

  Sebastian sees me and he crosses right across the room while he's still talking to the man in his office. I see that the man Sebastian was talking to is confused by Sebastian walking up to me. He seems to realize himself but then he looks to me. Then back to the man. "Hold on, Druthers, just a moment, thanks," he says.

  I have frazzled Sebastian but I don't have time to enjoy that. I lean forward, close to him as I can, and I whisper, "the vibrator."