He grabbed my panties again, but this time I heard the sound of silk being torn away from me. When only a few threads remained intact, he ripped them from me as if they were thin shreds of paper.
His mouth descended on me, hot and wet.
I cried out, but then clasped my hand over my lips quickly.
The surface of the desk was too flat for me to grab and my hands went to his head, running my fingers through his hair as his tongue darted between my folds.
He spread my pussy lips and dived on my clit, sucking the swollen nub into his mouth. Alternating between licks and flicks, his tongue drove me crazy—to the edge, to the brink of ecstasy, and right over it.
“Oh…” I want to scream as my thighs between to tremble and my sex starts to clench.
“You can let go,” he mumbles into my pussy while pushing two fingers gently inside me. “No one will mind if you scream.”
“But—” His fingers spear me, thrusting deep and tipping my g-spot.
“I’m the boss here. Remember that, Jada. This pussy is mine.”
His declaration pleased me, convincing me to give myself completely. He’d been right from day one. Sooner or later, I would’ve relinquished control to him, but I never imagined that I would do so on top of his desk with his tongue flicking at my clit.
As my orgasm heightens inside of me, he licks my pussy and sucks my clit like a hungry wolf. Despite him giving me the permission to scream, I pressed my lips together and used my hand to muffle my cries.
I came hard, shaking against his lips. He lapped at my honey like it was the last meal on earth, savoring every last drop.
When he rose above me licking his lips and with desire in his eyes, I knew he wasn’t done with me.
“That was good,” he exclaimed, unbuckling his belt and unzipping his pants. “Now lets see how hard you work now to hold back those screams.”
My eyes widened the moment his massive cock slipped out. Or rather popped out.
“Shit…” I exclaimed.
His cock was stiff and hard. And even as I admired the length and girth of him, he grew harder still. Pre-cum already leaked from the tip. I licked my lips.
He grinned. “Does that mean you like what you see?”
“Yes.”
Ivan opened the top drawer of desk and pulled out a box. He moved quickly, and in no time his rock hard length was sheathed with the condom.
This time, he only hooked one leg over his shoulder and held my other thigh in his hand. He sat the head of his cock against my swollen pussy lips and drove his long shaft inside of me. We moaned together in ecstasy. He filled me up completely and then some. I had never felt so full in my life. My pussy was soaking wet, allowing me to adjust to his thickness. Even now, my insides still pulsed with the remnants of my orgasms.
He pulled all the way out and then thrust back into me until he was balls deep. I rocked my hips into him as he fucked me, and together, we set a tempo that seemed to send us both into another dimension. In that dimension, there was only me and Ivan. No one else.
He kissed me through it all, making me feel like I was the luckiest woman alive.
His main phone line rang loudly, startling me.
“Fuck that,” Ivan exclaimed, driving into me harder, faster.
“Feels so good,” I whispered, when his lips connected with mine.
“This is heaven.” He groaned, pumping hard and deep.
I was so aroused, I could hear the sex sounds we made each time he sunk into my wetness. My pussy milked him, and with each drive, his balls tightened.
Ivan got what he couldn’t. I could barely hold back my squeals of delight, but I tried.
He slipped a hand between us and played with my clit as he fucked me into oblivion.
“Come again for me, Jada. Let me feel this tight pussy come on my dick.”
“Ivan, oh God…” Tension raced through me and I couldn’t hold out in any longer.
“That’s it. Lose control on my dick,” he urged. “Fuck, Jada…if you only knew how good it felt to be so deep in this pussy.”
His words fired me up and my sex began to clamp tighter on his shaft.
“Ohhh Ivan,” I panted, tipping my head back and letting go.
I felt the moment of his released. His balls stiffened and he thrusts in and out of me with accurate precision. He growled deeply, dropping his head on my shoulder as he released his seed.
He parted from me a bit just so he could take my mouth again and kiss me senseless. The kiss was sweet and lasted until we both realized that we needed to get to work.
What surprised me was that I didn’t feel the least bit guilt about what I did.
We straightened our close afterward and then cleaned up quickly. No matter how neatly I re-stacked the papers, I knew that I’d never look at his desk the same.
I picked up my torn panties and stuff the fabric down into my bra to get rid of later.
“Did you have to tear off my panties?” I asked, playfully.
“How else was I going to get to that sweet pussy of yours?” he replied.
“How about I take it off for you next time?” I said, before I could stop myself.
I grinned, devilishly. “How about not wearing any next time?”
I helped him straighten his tie, but I couldn’t resist the urge to kiss him again. Evidently, he felt the same since he wrapped his arms around my waist, making me feel appreciated and wanted.
The phone rang again. This time it was his cell phone. With a grumble, Ivan picked it up.
“What do you want Sebastian?” he asked, using the pad of his thumb to stroke my temple as a sign of endearment. He just couldn’t seem to take his hands off me. I heard a male voice on the other end of the call. “Well, I couldn’t answer. Sorry. I was in the middle of something,” Ivan told his brother.
We shared a smile, reveling in our little secret.
I blushed and, reluctantly, turned to leave.
Just before slipping out of his office and closing the door, I looked up at Ivan Vetrov seated at his desk being the boss that ran a multi-million dollar corporation. He was still grinning from ear to ear and his eyes hadn’t even left me.
I waved teasingly and closed the door behind me, leaving our secret tucked away in his office.
What had come over me? I had always known that my attraction toward Ivan was strong and now I knew why. And there wasn’t anything I could do about it. He’d already declared that I was his. He’d already had an idea in his head that I would be his wife. Best part about it was that I wanted it. I wanted him—Ivan Vetrov, my boss…the wolf and the man.
Chapter Twelve
Ivan
Shortly after six a.m. the next morning, I was already seated at my desk, ready to get the day started.
I chuckled. Who was I kidding? I was desperate to see Jada again. After dinner last night, I had called her and we stayed up most of the night on the phone talking about almost everything under the sun. I knew she would always be a phone call away, but I needed more than phone calls. I needed to see her. Touch her. Have her.
Knowing that I planned to take her out for lunch around noon, I slaved over the stack of files on my desk. I even made my own coffee to get me going. Every time the elevator dinged, my heart sped up in anticipation of seeing Jada’s smiling face.
At fifteen past nine, Jada still hadn’t arrived and I couldn’t help but wonder if I ran her off talking about this mating business, marriage and such. I couldn’t help myself. I wanted to give Jada the world and I had no problems letting her know that.
Finally, twenty minutes after nine, someone knocked softly on my door.
“Come in,” I called out.
Of course, it was Jada, brightening my morning with her sexy grin and skirt.
My dick hardened instantly before she crossed the threshold.
“Hi,” she said, breathlessly, closing the door behind her.
“Hello, love,” I replied, my gaze roaming across her s
exy fitted top and short black skirt.
“You’ve been working,” she said, handing me a cup of coffee.
“Thanks,” I said, taking a sip. “Just what I needed.”
Next, she placed my agenda in my inbox. “You’ve still got your blinds drawn. Couldn’t you use some light in here?”
“It was still dark when I got here, so I left them closed. And the light of my life just walked in, so I’m all good now.”
“Is that so?”
“For the record, you don’t have to knock. Just come on in next time,” I told her.
“It’s only respectful. I didn’t want to distract you from work.”
I put down my cup of coffee and closed my laptop. “Come here.”
Jada walked slowly toward me in her fuck-me heels and I admired the way her tight skirt hugged her sexy thighs. She wore this on purpose to tease me. She did that sexy thing with her lip that she always did, biting it gently. Her attention dropped to my bulging erection when she came around the back of desk. She licked her lips, and just like that, I was hungry for her.
“You were late,” I said, taking her hand in mine and pulling her between myself and the desk.
She blushed. “Yes, I was very late. I couldn’t decide which dress to wear. I finally decided on this skirt, but then I remembered I wasn’t allowed to wear panties so I ran back in the house and took them off.”
I grinned as she told her cute little story, letting my hands travel up her skirt to find that it was all truth. I groaned when my palms met her bare ass.
“Hmmm, I’m not accepting excuses today, Jada. The only recourse is to punish you.”
She grinned seductively.
“Please, have mercy on me. I won’t do it again,” she said, playing along.
“Mercy…” I whispered, turning her around and bending her over my desk.
My erection pushed painfully against my fly. I unbuttoned and unzipped myself, letting my heavy burden break free. She glanced behind her and took a peek, so I fisted myself and ran my palm up and down the length of it. Pre-cum drained from the cockhead onto my fingers.
“Oh…” she breathed.
“Is this what you want, love?”
She nodded and tried to rise from the desk. I pushed her back down gently.
“No.”
“Ivan please…”
Her plump backside was on full display and her glistening pussy beckoned to me like an all-you-can-eat buffet. I massaged her gently. My dick lengthened by the minute with every moan that escaped her. I left her dripping pussy untouched, but I had something for that later.
My palm came down hard on her ass, striking her across her flesh. Her ass cheeks jiggled to my delight. A strangled scream escaped her lips. I rubbed her hot skin and spanked her again, moaning when her clit jumped and her sex clenched. I wanted her pussy tightened around my dick instead.
“God, Ivan…please fuck me now. Stop playing with me,” she begged.
I bent my head and kissed her ass cheeks, peppering them with kisses. My tongue lapped at her soft flesh until finally I found her swollen clit. After licking her delicious pussy, I couldn’t contain myself any longer. I pulled a condom over my dick, spread her thighs, and drove balls deep into her.
I felt her coming around my dick instantly. Her hands were covering her mouth as she tried to hold it all in. I threaded my fingers through her perfect curls and pummeled into her aggressively. The sounds were erotic. Her muted cries. My balls slapping against her clit. My dick diving back and forth into her creamy pussy.
“Mine,” I declared.
“Yours.”
I rose her hips high off my desk, adjusting our angle and thrust deeper. A few of her cries rung out in the room as I poured into her, and I smiled. I’d been waiting to hear her screams all morning. And I would spend the rest of my life making her scream.
She came again, her pussy throbbing around my shaft.
“Ah.” I growled. My balls filled with seed to the maximum capacity. There was no going back. I exploded, taking us both over the edge.
I pulled out while she was still panting and tossed the condom in the wastebasket. As my dick hardened again, I ripped another condom open and thrust it down my shaft.
I turned her around, fell back in my chair, and then led her pussy down on me.
The look in her eyes when I impaled her completely activated something deep within me. Jada was my intended. My mate. I’d finally found her. I’d never stop craving this woman. Ever.
“You’re insatiable,” she breathed, as she bounced up and down my shaft.
I grabbed her hips, guiding her. “You do this to me.”
“Has the wolf finally lost control?” she said, teasing me.
“Yes,” I panted. “Both the wolf and the man. You win.”
“We both win,” she replied. “We both have what we want.”
“And I’m not letting you go.”
I captured her mouth, kissing her on the lips.
Once we were satisfied, we separated and Jada left my office so that I could work. We promised we would keep away from each other until our planned lunch date. Even that was a feat I fould difficult as hell to accomplish.
I knew from day one that Jada was the right woman for me. That pull…that irresistible drive toward her couldn’t be reasoned with. And very soon, I’d deliver the news. I didn’t want her working under me another day. I didn’t want her working for anyone else for that matter. I wanted her by my side as my wife. From this day, my only desire would be to make her happy.
Chapter Thirteen
Jada
You busy? I texted Ivan, only a block away from his office building. I just couldn’t resist the urge to see my man in charge, I wanted to tease him at his desk like I used to.
Ivan: No. Are you finished with your classes? His reply came a few seconds after.
Jada: Yep. I’m in the area. Can I bring you something to eat?
About three months after moving in the Ivan, I had a great system going on. I managed the home and he managed the office. He hadn’t been overworked since this arrangement. I still took care of little small work assignments for him to help him through tough times, but we noticed that as long as I kept things organized at home that he sailed right through his assignments at work. So we didn’t have any disagreements, he had given me complete control over our personal affairs where the household was concerned. And I loved doing it. And when we did have disagreements…well…the sex afterwards was always out-of-this-world spectacular.
I managed the household so well, that I had loads of free time to take on other responsibilities. Since we agreed that I would stay home instead of re-entering the work-force, I did a lot of volunteering in some of the neighboring communities. I also had decided that it was a good time to take some real estate classes and pursue my license so I could start my own business in the future. Ivan had been very supportive of that plan. He loved mentoring entrepreneurs.
As I pulled into the parking lot of Jeffries Deli, I raised my hand again. I still couldn’t believe I had a diamond ring on my finger. I grinned like a young school girl like he had just proposed. I just couldn’t believe it. I’d never been this happy about getting married. This time was different. Ivan was different.
I looked down at my phone again to see if he had replied.
Ivan: Please do. I’m hungry as hell.
Jada: But I put two club sandwiches in your bag.
Ivan: I ate all that.
Jada: Lol Hungry wolf. Be there soon.
Not a half hour later, I walked through those revolving doors and flashed my level five access badge to bypass the regular security checkpoints.
Rachel must have been on lunch break, because the receptionist desk was empty when I passed by. The switchboard was flashing red and she had most up a plastic sign that said, On Break.
“There you are, love,” he exclaimed, jumping up from his desk to cross the room and wrap me in his arms, kissing me like he hadn�
��t seen me in months even though it had only been a couple of hours.
I kissed him back, my hands traveling over the hard planes of muscle on his back.
“Mmmm,” he said, taking the bag. “What did you bring me?”
“Your fav. A BLT,” I replied, my gaze landing on a recent picture on Ivan’s desk. We’d taken it at a business function. My strapless gown was a majestic silver and Ivan wore a designer black suit and a matching silver tie. This had been two weeks shortly after he proposed to me.
That wasn’t the only picture he kept in his office now. There were two more of me. A headshot that I had taken just last month. It was my favorite picture of me. I looked so happy in it. Another photograph had been taken by Ivan’s brother, Sebastian while we were all out at their old estate having a BBQ with some friends. In the picture, I was stroking the fur of a handsome mahogany wolf. Ivan’s wolf. I smiled, pleased at the promises my future held.
“Thank you for the sandwich. I don’t know what’s gotten into me. I’ve been hungry as a wolf.”
I laughed. “You are a wolf.”
He kissed me again. “But you like it.”
I nodded. “This is true. Plus I think it has something to do with your nightly runs.”
“Yeah, pack meetings have been more frequent now that we’re supposed to rotate counsel members next month, but you know what else I think it is,” he asked, his hand traveling up the inside of my thigh, under my dress.
“Hmmm, let me guess. Is it the fact that you always hungry for me?”
I gasped when he found my clit and stroked my folds, already igniting the flame in me that would carry me over the edge. He slipped a finger into me.
I moaned.
“It was nice of you to come so I could have my dessert.”
“I must admit, all I could think about in class was how hard and long you get for me.”
“Oh yeah?”
He pushed down my shoulder strap, revealing my nipple. He growled, pushing me back to his desk and then bending his head to suck on my nipples. His hot tongue teased me until they were hard and pebbled. Soon I was seated atop his desk with my legs hanging over his shoulder. He ate my pussy, teasing my clit over and over until I came undone. When I was sated, I turned the tables on him, dropping to my knees and freeing his turgid shaft from his pants. He fell against my palm, big and heavy. It didn’t take him long to drive all ten inches of his rod down my throat. He came in my mouth, holding me about the neck as he shot his semen on my mouth.
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