by Ravenna Tate
“You’re the one with your hand on my dick. One guess.”
She glanced around, and Viggo knew she was wondering whether Nick would show up unexpectedly. It was a distinct possibility, but Viggo wasn’t in the mood for playing exhibitionist tonight. He wanted Madison all to himself.
He took her hand. “Come with me.” The irony of where he took her wasn’t lost on him. He wasn’t sure whom he needed to prove his trust more to—her, or himself.
She looked at him with uncertainty. “What are we doing in your office?”
He lifted her up and sat her on his desk. “Don’t move. I’ll be right back.”
“Viggo, you didn’t have to bring me in here.”
He kissed her on the tip of her nose. “I know I didn’t. I’ll be right back.” He sprinted up to his room and snatched the box of condoms and lube off the nightstand, then grabbed a couple of towels as well. When he returned, she was sitting exactly where he’d left her. He hadn’t been gone longer than a minute, at most. Even if she had opened his laptop, it was password protected. She wouldn’t have been able to see anything.
He cut his gaze toward it, and she saw him doing it. Fuck! What was wrong with him?
“Is that why you left me sitting here on your desk? Were you hoping I’d snoop?”
“No. I was thinking of turning on the camera.”
She laughed, and he mentally kicked himself again. Saying he trusted her but not actually doing so was the same as lying to her. He needed to get his shit together and quickly, or he’d lose this charming girl before he had a chance to see where this took them.
“Who would we broadcast our porno film to?”
“The entire world.”
She narrowed her eyes. “I’m not sure if you’re teasing.”
He stepped in front of her and put his arms around her shoulders. “I’m kidding you. I don’t want anyone to see you naked but me.”
She wrapped her hands around his waist. “Good. Because I don’t think the world is ready to see me naked.”
“Meaning what?”
She gave him an exasperated look. “Viggo, we don’t have to pretend I’m not fat.”
“I don’t think you’re fat, and please don’t say that about yourself ever again. You’re a beautiful woman.”
Her smile faltered, and he hated the doubt in her eyes. “You don’t have to say that.”
“I know I don’t have to say it, Madison. I’m saying it because I mean it.”
She looked like she was going to cry, so Viggo pulled her close again. “I don’t mean to sound so harsh. It’s just that I think your body is heavenly, and I hate to hear you put it down.”
“Give me time, okay? I’m working on years of self-doubt here.”
He moved back so he could see her face. “What can I do to help?”
She looked stunned. Had no one ever told this girl how pretty she was, or offered to help her see the beauty in herself? What kind of idiotic men had she known?
“I don’t know. I’ll think of something.”
“All right. Fair enough. But for now…” He kissed her, shoving his tongue into her mouth. All he wanted to do was fuck her again. Then he’d think of a way to show her how perfect she was in his eyes. He wanted her to believe her looks were as sexy as her mind. Viggo hadn’t been drawn to anyone this quickly in a long time, and he intended to make the most of it.
Chapter Nine
Madison was overwhelmed with everything about Viggo, from his looks to the way he made her feel. The slight wrinkle when she thought he hadn’t trusted her was gone as his mouth and tongue worked their magic on her. She was putty in his embrace. There was no point in trying to resist him, and she didn’t want to. She’d never been one to conjure up a fairytale prince who would sweep her off her feet, but if she had, Viggo would embody him.
When he released her mouth, he untied her robe and let it fall to the desk. Then he kneaded her breasts in his strong hands, rolling her nipples between his thumbs and forefingers. She moaned softly, gazing into his beautiful blue eyes.
“Would you try something for me?”
Anything. “What?”
He released her breasts and took her hand, placing it over the bulge in his sweat pants. His cock was now rock hard. “Any chance you’d try giving a blowjob again?”
“Oh. Yes. Absolutely.”
He kissed her. “Thank you.” He moved his desk chair off to one side. “It rolls. Too dangerous.”
She giggled as he took her hand and helped her stand. “I think you’re short enough to stand for this.” He pulled off his sweatpants and hopped up onto his desk. “I’m all yours, Madison.” She started to touch him, but he stopped her. “Wait. Are you okay if I come in your mouth?”
“Okay.”
“You don’t sound sure.”
“I’ve never … it didn’t happen that time and I never had the chance to try again, so I don’t know if I’m okay with it. But I’ll try and see what happens.”
“You’re adventuresome.”
“If you say so.” Before she lost her nerve, she bent her head and grasped his shaft, then licked the tip. That taste she remembered. Salty and musky. Not terrible at all. In fact, she liked it. Now she only hoped Viggo liked what she was doing.
She swirled her tongue around the tip, then moved it down the length of his dick, alternating quick, fluttery licks with longer ones, until he moaned and writhed on the desktop. So far, so good. When she wrapped her lips around her teeth and took a few inches of him inside, he groaned louder and grasped her head.
“Who the fuck told you this wasn’t any good? He’s so fucking wrong.”
His words made her feel like a goddess, so she took a bit more of his cock into her mouth. That earned her louder groans, and now he had a vise grip on her head but she didn’t really mind. This was fun because he liked it so much, and it turned her on like crazy.
The idea of doing this had turned her on before, which was why she’d tried. She decided that Viggo was right. That man was an asshole, and from this moment on, she would never think of him or that awkward event again.
Madison took as much of Viggo’s cock into her mouth as she could without choking, and sucked hard. He moaned loudly, and when she alternated the sucking with moving her lips up and down the length of his shaft, he began whispering.
“Oh, fuck … Madison, that is … oh shit. Sweetheart … I’m gonna come.”
She braced for it, and at first wasn’t sure she could handle the amount of cum, but then she was fine. She tried to swallow it because she wasn’t sure what else to do, but some of it dribbled onto her chin. He didn’t seem to notice. He held her head until his orgasm finished, and then pulled her close and wrapped his arms around her.
“Holy shit, that was good. Thank you.”
“Really?”
“Yes. Really.”
Madison smiled. What a night this had turned out to be. Lobster, which was very rare these days, her virginity finally gone, and now she’d found out she could give a decent blowjob after all. She couldn’t wait to see what happened next.
Viggo pulled away slightly and looked into her eyes. “That deserves something in return.”
“What did you have in mind?”
His grin forced a moan from her. He moved off the desk, glanced at the top of it, then placed a towel over where he’d been sitting. “Guess I should have done that first.”
She laughed. “Oh well.”
“Yeah. Exactly. I won’t be cleaning it.”
“You’re going to make Nick clean up after sex?”
“Yes.” He walked her to the other side of the desk. “Face it and bend over.”
Madison shivered at the command, then did as he’d asked. Viggo moved behind her and brushed his hands up and down her back. “I love your skin. It’s so soft.”
“I love when you touch my skin.”
He slipped a hand underneath and cupped her pussy. “How about when I touch this?”
“Mmm. I like that, too.”
He brushed one finger over her wetness, then up her butt crack. “And here?”
“Feels great.”
“Are you sure? Your voice sounds a bit off.”
“Well, again, no experience.”
He moved her hair and kissed her neck, sending shivers down her spine. “Would you like some experience?”
“Yes.”
“I was hoping you’d say that.” He planted kisses up and down her neck, then her lower back, and finally her ass cheeks. That surprised her, but it was also very erotic and she loved it. “You have an amazing ass.”
She almost let a disparaging remark about its size slip out before remembering what he’d begged her not to do earlier. “Thank you.”
He reached for the lube, and she tensed, not sure what to expect. She watched him put some on one finger, and then he looked into her eyes. “If you don’t like this just say so. I’ll stop. I promise I won’t push you to try again.”
“Okay.”
He kissed her neck again, alternating that with planting tiny nips up and down it. She moaned and pushed back against him, her pussy soaked now. When his warm, wet finger teased the opening to her asshole, she wanted it inside. She knew it would feel fabulous, and that he wouldn’t hurt her.
Viggo slid his finger into her ass, and Madison gasped at the sensation. It didn’t hurt at all. It was way more arousing than she’d ever have imagined. “I like it.”
“Me too.” He nuzzled her neck, moving his finger in and out slowly, and then withdrew it. She heard the lube again, and when he pushed back inside her ass, it was with two fingers.
“Oh!” She would never have believed anything could feel this damn good in there.
“I want to fuck you in the ass, Madison.”
She gasped, wanting to know what that felt like. “All right.”
“Thank you.” He kissed her neck again. “Thank you so much. I promise we’ll be careful. And if you don’t like it, I won’t ask again.” That he would care so much astonished her. He withdrew his fingers and moved his body against hers, and it was then she realized his dick was hard again.
He put on a condom, and then reached around to cup her puss. “I’m going to fuck your pussy again, too. Is that all right?”
“Oh, God yes.”
He slipped two fingers into her ass again, and Madison pushed back closer to him. “Oh, fuck! That feels so damn good.”
“Feels pretty good from this end, too.”
He withdrew his fingers and teased the opening to her ass with his sheathed cock. “Are you ready, sweetheart?”
“Yes.”
Madison forced her muscles to relax as he slowly slid his dick inside. It burned at first, but he whispered encouraging words and massaged her clit as he pushed his way inside. After a moment, it no longer hurt. All she felt was exquisite peace. This was more erotic than she’d have believed possible.
“You’re so fucking tight.”
She didn’t answer. She couldn’t. All she could do was enjoy his slow, careful thrusting. Her orgasm was very close, and when it crashed over her, he cried out loudly and thrust harder. She thought he was going to come inside her ass, but he withdrew and kissed her neck again.
“Oh my God, that was heaven. But I want to come inside your pussy.” He pulled off the condom and put on a fresh one, then sank his cock into her soaking wet pussy.
Madison cried out in pleasure and bent over further, clutching the desk as best she could. At this angle, every thrust massaged her sweet spot inside, and she didn’t even have to try. Her second climax was swift and powerful, forcing loud moans from her as the contractions intensified.
“Oh, Madison. This feels so fucking incredible!”
“Yes. Same here.” She could barely breathe let alone speak. He slammed into her harder now, and the contractions went on and on. She never wanted him to stop. This was the most decadent thing she could have ever imagined.
She swore she came again, and then he cried out and shuddered as he came, too. He thrust slower now, milking every last drop, then finally pulled out and collapsed over her.
They stood like that for some time, breathing heavily, while Madison smiled so wide her face hurt. She’d never had this much fun doing anything, and especially not with a guy. She heard Viggo take off the condom, and then he grabbed one of the towels and wiped her off. “Gets a bit messy like that.”
“I’m sorry.”
He kissed her neck. “Don’t apologize. I loved it, and I hope you did, too.”
She turned to face him and put her arms around him. “I’ve never had this much fun. Never. Not doing anything, with anyone.”
At first, his gaze was wary, as though she’d said something that he questioned, but then he smiled so quickly she was sure she’d imagined the fleeting look of caution. He held her close. “Let’s get upstairs and into bed. Now, I think I can sleep.”
“May I stay with you?”
He kissed her again. “Try and leave. I dare you.”
“I’m not going anywhere until you kick me out.”
“Then I think you’ll be here for quite a while.”
He led her upstairs, and after she’d taken care of her personal needs in the guest suite, she curled up underneath the thick comforter with him. Madison drifted off to sleep, sated, happy, and filled with the possibility of exciting things finally happening in her life.
Chapter Ten
Monday morning at work, Madison had trouble concentrating, although doing her job didn’t take much. She kept thinking about the weekend spent in Viggo’s apartment. Her body was sore in places she hadn’t known could get sore, but she certainly wasn’t complaining.
Viggo Ingram was nothing like she had imagined. Not only was he an experienced and patient lover, but he had kept her laughing all weekend until her sides ached. He had a great sense of humor, and he seemed to delight in seeing her smile.
Once she’d grown used to the way he liked to turn the subject off himself, she realized it wasn’t so much mind games as a deep sense of privacy. She wasn’t sure whether that came from being so successful and powerful in business, or if someone had hurt him badly, but she didn’t feel compelled to pry. It was enough for now to know he wasn’t mocking her or trying to pull the wool over her eyes.
On Saturday morning when he’d asked if she was staying over that night, she’d been surprised.
“Do you want me to?”
“I thought you said you weren’t going anywhere until I kick you out?”
He’d walked to her apartment with her after breakfast, which he made for them, so she could pick up some clothes and personal items. She’d put them all in the guest suite, but she hadn’t slept in that bed yet.
He’d already given her the codes she’d need to get in the building through any door, and into the apartment. She was on his safe list with the security team in the building, so she wouldn’t be stopped trying to enter on her own.
He had spent Saturday morning working in his office while she enjoyed his extensive movie collection in the media room. After he finished for the day, they’d spent the afternoon in town, walking around the park and the shops, before returning to his apartment where Nick had another fabulous dinner waiting for them.
Yesterday, they’d spent the day in bed, watching old movies and making love. It wasn’t until dinner that they’d talked about ways she might find out the information Viggo needed from her. This morning, she was ready to put their plan into action.
Viggo had asked her to stay last night again, and had promised her that after work they’d go to her apartment again and retrieve anything else she needed. She’d asked him one more time how long he wanted her to stay at his place, and he told her the same thing he had Friday night. She could stay as long as she wanted.
All of this was new for Madison, but she imagined it wasn’t for Viggo. It was difficult not to get swept up in his enthusiasm for life. He always seemed to have everything in c
ontrol, and he made it look so easy. His personality was infectious, although she still wondered whether the relationship was moving too quickly for her.
Maybe this was the norm? What would she know? Her dating life up until now had been a series of mishaps and embarrassing encounters. Perhaps this was what everyone did?
Monday and Tuesday, she had no occasion to overhear anything from Ralph that had to do with the Weathermen, or with any other subject Viggo had asked her to listen for.
She had dinner in Viggo’s apartment on Monday and Tuesday, and both nights they made love before she fell asleep in his arms. She was amazed by his stamina, especially since she’d been told so many things over the years about men and their sexual appetites that were quite the opposite. Either that or Viggo was an exception.
Wednesday morning, she had just returned from running a personal errand for Ralph when she overheard him on the phone, and caught the words electromagnetic fields. She remembered reading years ago that The Madeline Project worked by harnessing the earth’s electromagnetic fields, so she sat at her desk as quietly as possible and picked up the receiver to listen in on Ralph’s call.
He still used a desk phone that gave her access as well if she clicked into the same line he was on. As long as she put her own phone on mute, no one would know she was on the call. The lights on the keyboard indicating who was on which line were visible only at her desk. Ralph was an old-fashioned guy, since the technology to do so much more with phone lines existed, but at this moment Madison was grateful for his quaint ways.
“Apparently they have some physics expert or electrical engineer on board.” That was a woman’s voice. Was it the same person he’d been talking to last week?
Madison pushed a button on her keyboard that began recording the conversation. She would send it to Viggo as soon as Ralph finished the call. He’d asked her to record any conversation she could, without taking any risks of getting caught, of course.
Viggo had told her he might recognize the voices of people Ralph talked to, but if he didn’t, he would have the voices analyzed by the same people she worked for. Madison thought the fact that Viggo would use HCS to identify this woman’s voice was more than ironic. It was downright hilarious.
