Instead, Gina laid the folder open on the desk in front of Wesley. “Here it is. You can take this back to your hotel and spend the next twenty-four hours reading it, or you can take your new draft plan back to your hotel and spend the next twenty-four hours reading that. It’s up to you guys how you want to spend your time, but I can assure you, on my honor, there is nothing in this contract you could take exception to. Everything is by the book. All we need is your signature.”
Wesley bent over the contract. He was a speed-reader of the highest order. He flipped the pages until he came to the end. “That’s all right, Gina. We’ll sign now, and you can send us the draft plan.”
He straightened up, and the other two peered into his face. “Are you sure?”
“Sure. This is a great contract, and we never expected any better when we walked through that door.” He held out his hand. “Give me a pen. I’ll be the first to sign it.”
He scrawled his name at the bottom. Gina stole another glance at Giles. He still regarded her with that passive, inscrutable gaze of his. He never took his eyes off her to watch this lucrative contract fall into his lap.
Wesley stepped aside, and Jerry took his place to sign, followed by Luke. Giles showed no sign of having noticed, but now, more than ever, Gina understood. He was thinking about eating her out and nailing her over his office chair the whole time. That’s why he never took his eyes off her. He told her in the elevator he would be thinking about doing her, and he did.
The more adroitly she negotiated this contract, the more he wanted to pound her right there over the desk. Contract negotiations like this excited him beyond belief. They made his cock throb for action and release.
The adrenaline of bagging big game excited her, too. It thrilled her inside out like wild sex. She could just imagine him grabbing her by the hips and pushing her down on the table right in front of Luke and Jerry. He would grab her by the hair and wrench her head back so she moaned and whined right in their faces as he made love to her to kingdom come.
That’s what contract negotiations meant to him—to both of them. Did she really think she could run away after this? How could she go home to Winnona with this aching need digging into her? How could she look forward to a night playing with herself when she could take his throbbing cock instead?
The guys shook hands all around. They shook hands with Giles, too. He smiled at them, but still, he didn’t speak. He left Gina to do all the talking. She thanked them and told them to watch their email for the first draft plan. They would have it in their inboxes by the time they got back to their hotel, along with copies of the contract for them to review.
She escorted them all out of Giles’s office and into the elevator. Jerry held the door open. “Aren’t you coming downstairs?”
She jerked her thumb over her shoulder. “I have to debrief with Giles before I leave. I’ll catch up with you guys another time.”
He didn’t let go of the door. “How about dinner sometime?”
She laughed in his face. “Jerry, dear, you’re a married man.”
He blushed to his eyelids and dropped his arm in a hurry. The door pinged closed, and Gina turned back to Giles’s office. Debrief? Yeah. That’s what they called it.
She found him staring out the window. He turned around when she walked in the door. “You were magnificent. You had them eating out of your hand.”
She shrugged and closed the folder with the signed contract inside. “It’s easy when you know the person. All you have to do is make it personal, and they crumble.”
He strode over to the table. “I crumbled, watching you. I would have done anything for you just now. I would have sold my first-born child if you asked me to.”
Gina looked away. “Don’t say that.”
He frowned, but his face cleared right away. “Come on. I’m taking you to the penthouse.”
Gina froze. “What?”
“I can’t leave you after the way you just made me feel. You were incredible. And I saw how you looked at me too. How can we just ignore the tension we both felt just now?”
She burst into action. She grabbed her handbag and headed for the door. “I can’t. I have to get back…..I have something I urgently need to do.”
He flew around that table faster than you can blink. She never saw him move that fast. One minute he regarded her from across the table. The next he appeared in front of her to block her way. “You’re not going anywhere except to the penthouse. You’re all mine.”
She withdrew a step. “I can’t. I’m sorry, Mr. Pendragon. I have a prior commitment that I can’t get out of.”
“You said that before, but since you won’t tell me what that prior commitment is, I have no choice but to doubt your word. I don’t like to do that. I would love to believe you, but after the way you talked to me in the elevator before, I still cling to the mistaken belief that you want me. Unless I hear something from you to convince me otherwise, I’ll keep believing that.”
She searched his eyes for some slim hope. “I do still want you. I want you as much now as I ever did. It’s just….”
“Then say it.”
Gina caught her breath. “Say what?”
“Say you want me. Say you want me to do it to you like we used to.”
She gulped hard. “You know I want it.”
He gritted his teeth so his jaw muscle popped. He breathed heavily and low in his chest and fixed his eyes on her just the way he knew would bring her to her knees. “Say it. Say it like you mean it. Say it so I’ll believe you.”
A sob broke out of her throat. Why did he have to be so damn dominant? Why did he have to be so Alpha all the time? She couldn’t resist him when he got like this. Her voice rose to a whining cry. “I want it so bad, Mr. Pendragon. You know I want you to do it to me so bad.”
He took a step closer. His whole being pulsed with masculine power. “What do you want me to do to you? How can I do it if you don’t say what you want?”
She whimpered in her pathetic shame. “Oh, please fuck me. I can’t stand this. Oh, please, sir. I can’t do this.”
He moved the last little inch so his bared teeth hovered before her eyes. “You’re gonna do it. You’re gonna do exactly as I say, Ms. Kemp. You’re gonna take off those wet panties of yours right now and hand them over to me.”
Her eyes popped open. “Right now, sir?”
He held out his hand, and his voice cut like a knife. “Right now, Ms. Kemp. You wouldn’t want me to have to discipline you for insubordination, would you?”
She couldn’t stop her hands trembling. What was she doing? How did she get into this—again? She set her bag on the table, hooked her thumbs up her thighs and slid her panties down. She stepped out of them and handed them over.
She shrank into a tiny ball and awaited her fate. He stuffed her panties into his pocket and sliced the air with his forefinger. “Now turn around and put your hands on the table.”
She watched herself from far away. Who was that woman in the business suit with no panties on? Whoever she was, her pussy twitched for fulfillment from his thick, cruel intrusion. She hadn’t had anything in five months. She needed this as much as he did.
She knew when she told Jerry she had to debrief with Giles that it would end this way. It always did, so why did she balk at it now? She kept hanging around in the same office. She made no attempt to leave. She could have avoided this by leaving with the Southern Mining team. They would have shaken her hand and maybe given her a hug outside. They would have thought twice if her panties were wet.
Chapter 6
She turned around, just like he told her to. She always obeyed when he talked like that. He only had to drop his voice a register to make her crumble at his feet. His voice alone made her sob in blissful need.
She stared down at the table. Put her hands on it? She’d done it before. She’d bent over that table more times than she could count. What made now any different?
He didn’t wait for her to obey. He
grabbed her behind the neck and pushed her forward. The intensity sent a shudder through her body. “Put your hands down on the table, he said.”
She gasped in surprise. That gasp turned to a soft moan. His hand clamped down on her neck and brought her against his mouth. He kissed her neck, up to her ear and into her hair. He teased and bit into the sensitive skin where her neck joined her shoulder. His commanding voice shot into her fevered brain. “I’m gonna do it, Ms. Kemp. I’m gonna fuck you and suck you and lick you like only I can. Would you like that? ”
He didn’t let go of her neck while he gnawed her ear and shoulder. He twisted her head around to kiss her. His other hand dug under her skirt and between her legs. He flicked her lips aside, but he didn’t plunge into her depths. Not yet. He caressed her clit and outlined her lady lips with his touch.
She moaned and contorted to get those fingers inside her, but he wouldn’t take her. He raked his fingers, stroking up along her slit, but when he came to her clitoris, he backed off to give them a feather touch. He drove her insane with that tickling hesitation. He dangled her on tenterhooks of anticipation until she couldn’t stand it.
“Mmm. You’re so damn wet, Ms. Kemp. Is this what you were thinking about when you made those guys crawl through the muck to kiss your feet? Did you like that? Did making them sit up and beg turn you on. God, you made me so damn hard when you controlled that negotiation like that.”
He toyed with her sweet spots in every direction, but he wouldn’t give her any satisfaction. He held that in front of her face to tease her to unstoppable climaxes.
He thrust his hips into her ass from behind. “Do you want to feel how hard you made me? Do you want to feel my hard cock in your hand?”
“Oh, please, Mr. Pendragon, sir. I need that cock so bad. Let me touch it and stroke it. I swear I’ll be good. I’ll be a good girl for you.”
“That’s right,” he grumbled. “You’ll be my good girl, or I’ll spank your tight ass until you scream.”
He yanked his hand out from between her legs. He snatched her wrist off the table and jerked her hand back to touch his bulging crotch. Her fingers closed around that wicked serpent tucked under his pants. Its massive length stuck out at her to stretch his pants tight.
He moaned and panted when she got hold of it. She stroked him hard and he thrust it’s full length forward to sandwich her hand against her ass. She did her best to get hold of his zipper, but she couldn’t see what she was doing.
Faster than lightning, he smacked her hand away. “Bad girl! No, you don’t. Don’t you dare.”
The gravitational vortex of their relationship hauled her in. Whatever happened, she had to follow this until it came to its natural end. She couldn’t back out now. She pressed her ass back against him. “Oh, please, let me touch it. I’ll be a good girl for you. I’ll do anything.”
He took up her hand again and guided it back to his prick. “That’s a good girl. You do what I tell you to, and don’t let me catch you stepping out of line.”
“Yes, sir. I won’t, sir. Oh, dear God, that cock is so damn hard. Oh, please, let me suck it. I’ll do anything.”
He leaned forward to grind his hips into her ass. Her wrist bent back so she couldn’t stroke him, but that didn’t matter. He was there. He was right there, so hard and strong and brutal. She loved him like this. She trusted him. She loved bending over for his masterful thrusts.
He grabbed her around front again, but he didn’t dig into her. Not yet. He grabbed a big handful of her thigh and pried her legs apart. “Come on, baby. Spread your legs for your boss. I’m gonna fuck you like I’ve never fucked you before.”
She would have spread her legs for him. She would do anything for him, but he already kicked her feet apart on the floor. He took his place behind her. He pushed her forward by the neck until her spine arched and her ass stuck out.
He ripped her skirt up to expose her bare ass. He rubbed his hand across her soft skin. He really was going to do it to her, right here in his office. He’d done it so many times before, it shouldn’t have excited her so much anymore.
It did excite her, though. It excited her as much as the very first time he pushed her face into a pile of papers and hammered her into the desk. He was her boss, and he used her body for his own pleasure. She shouldn’t let him take advantage of her like this, but she loved it so much she couldn’t stop herself.
Christ, she loved it! She wanted nothing more in the world right now. She sobbed in naked lust when he pushed his fingers in and out of her with one hand and squeezed her breast with the other.
She gasped in alarm when he touched the spiked head to her flaming tissues. Her whole pussy yawned open to suck him inside. Dear God, yes! Oh, please, make it so hard she couldn’t stand it.
All of a sudden, out of nowhere, his firm flat hand glanced across her ass. SMACK! She yelped in surprise, but when she reared back to get away, he shoved her down on her chest on the table. Down came his hand again going back the other way. SMACK! He knew exactly what she liked.
She wailed out loud. God, what must the office ladies think? They’d heard it all before. They must have heard him doing it to other girls before he met Gina. God only knew what he’d done in his career. Probably every desk and table and chair in the continental US bore the stains of his exploits.
SMACK! She could only lie down and take it. He was master and controller. He was the grand wizard bent over his apprentice. He was all kinds of scenarios rolled into one. And she was loving it. SMACK! Her cheeks were on fire and pink from his handprints. But she wanted more. SMACK!
She moaned and whimpered. He gripped her by the shoulder with one hand and pinned her to the table. He spoke into her ear between smacks. “Do you like that? Bad girl!” You thought you could get away from me?” SMACK! “Is this what you want? Maybe this will teach you not to cross me. Your ass is all mine. Huh? Can you feel that?” SMACK!
Holy Christ, she could feel it, all right. SMACK! Boy, had she waited a long time for this. SMACK! She arched her back, and her hips rose off the table, begging him for more. SMACK!
“You’ve missed this, haven’t you? Did you play with yourself thinking about me while you were away? Tell me you are all mine.” SMACK! SMACK!
“Yes! Oh, please, I’ll be good. I promise.” SMACK!! “Oh, please, please.”
“ You need a big man to tame you and make you behave, and that’s what you’re gonna get.” SMACK! “Like that? Is that what you need?”
“Ow!! Yes!”
SMACK! “Who’s your boss now, baby? Who’s your master?”
“You are!”
“Say it. I want to hear you say it.”
“You’re my master! You’re my master!”
“Huh? Turn around and look at me so I can look into those beautiful eyes of yours, you bad girl.”
He loosened his hold on her just enough to let her turn around and look. He stood behind her. Beads of sweat clung to his hair, and his face flushed red-hot from the effort.
He let out a shaky breath and caught her around the hips. Now, surely, he would plow into her and nail her to the table with his indomitable spike. He said he would fuck her, and now he would do it.
She turned her ass up to meet his driving cock, but to her surprise, he flipped her over. He pushed her back so her ass bumped against the table. In a flash, he fell on his knees in front of her and pressed his mouth onto her wet lady lips. She gasped out loud, but he already devoured her in lusty mouthfuls. He hooked his hands under her knees and lifted her legs apart to slide her back on the table.
She stared down at his head between her legs. Her ass ached on the hardwood, but she didn’t want him to stop. It was all part of the heady cocktail of sensation he wanted to give her. His dominant nature delivered her into his hands. Her pain fed into her pleasure and brought her to her ultimate climax.
She could only gaze at his eyes whilst his nose rested against her clit, and he nuzzled into her with his hot tongue. He split her le
gs apart and drilled her clit to quivering insanity.
Her mouth fell open. She couldn’t hold her lips closed. Every breath hurt. She had to breathe faster and harder to keep up with his strokes. Her cataclysmic orgasm seethed out of her until she couldn’t keep still. She hurled one hand at him. She needed one hand to hold her up on the table, but the other she threaded through his hair. She held his face into her pussy so tight her climax continued to reach new heights of intensity.
She had to. She had to. She had to attack him as hard as he attacked her. She had to ride him until she came. Oh, Jesus, she was cumming! She couldn’t stop it. She needed it. She had to have it. Oh, God, don’t stop! She bucked her hips into his mouth. Oh, yes! Oh, yes! His handprints on her ass only excited her to steaming ecstasy. Christ, let me die right now.
She never came like that before in her life. She threw her head back and screamed to the heavens. Holy God, what was happening to her? Supernovas burst in front of her eyes. She couldn’t stand this.
In the middle of it all, he jumped to his feet. He forced his way through her already-open thighs and banged his hips into her crotch. He pressed her legs further apart and leaned over to kiss her.
His eyes smoldered into her soul. She couldn’t take her eyes off him, not even when his lips nudged her mouth open and he caressed the inside of her mouth with his tongue.
She still sighed and mewed from her colossal orgasm, but he already burrowed one hand between her legs and found her clit. She couldn’t move. Her arm ached from supporting her weight. The hand she laced into his hair slipped down to his shoulder, but he had other things on his mind.
Chapter 7
His hand stopped circling her clit to take hold of his fly. He flipped his pants open and released that stiff rod in all its throbbing glory. She knew that cock like the back of her hand. She knew it with both hands. She knew its sensitive spots. She knew just how to suck it to make it quiver between her lips. She knew exactly how it felt against every inch of her inner anatomy.
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