by S. J. Maylee
“I’m yours, Sir.”
“All mine.” He stepped between her legs and dragged his touch in a slow circle around her pussy lips. “You’re such a pretty shade of pink.”
She squirmed with anticipation and her building desire.
He dipped inside and then continued his leisurely pace around her pussy. The pleasure in her clit intensified each time he passed it. “You’re so responsive and so wet.”
“Please, Sir.” She moaned. “I need you inside me.” The walls of her pussy pulsed. She wanted to feel his strength filling her.
He delved a couple fingers inside her and then out to drag them across her bottom lip. “Sweetest honey.” Together they moaned. “The evidence of your arousal is intoxicating.” She swiped her tongue along her lip. “Later I’ll spend more time sucking on this sweet pussy, but I can’t wait another second to get inside you.”
After positioning the head of his cock at her entrance, he pushed into her one slow inch at a time. His thick length filled her and her channel gripped onto him. “So fucking tight.” He pulled out and drilled forcefully back in, fully seating himself.
She moaned as her beautiful fantasy came to life around her. Brad drove repeatedly into her wet, hot sex and she held her knees as wide as she could. It took everything she had to keep still and focus on how he heated her up.
His gaze remained fixed on her as he ground his pelvis over her clit and rolled his hips.
She gasped for breath.
“Let me hear you.” He pumped into her over and over, then stopped. “Do you want more?”
“Yes! Keep going, Sir, please.” For so long she wondered what he’d feel like, how it would feel to have him filling her completely. The reality was more than she ever could have imagined.
He rocked his hips in short strokes. Her focus centered on how fully he seated himself within her. His control fueled her desire. Pleasure bounced around her center with each stroke, and then everything changed.
“Oh! I’m coming, Sir.”
“I had a feeling you were close. You’re squeezing me so hard. Damn, sweetheart, that feels good.” His strokes got longer and stronger. He grabbed her ass and forced her closer, increasing the friction.
An explosion of sound and heat flowed around her like a blossoming flower. Brad roared through his own release which extended the sensation of her rapture.
Their movements slowed and all she could hear was their breathing. Eventually, he picked her up and carried her to the other side of the room and laid her on the bed. He snuggled in beside her and she wrapped her body around his. Before long, she fell asleep.
Sometime later she woke in his arms. Brad’s eyes were closed, but he was tracing patterns on her back.
“You haven’t disappeared,” she said.
“I’m not going anywhere.” He kissed her forehead. “This may be only the beginning, but I’ve cared about you for a long time, Candy. You captured me the first day I saw you waiting for Ivy. It happened so fast, I didn’t believe it. It scared me a good bit. I couldn’t imagine someone as alive as you would find me remotely interesting.”
“What are you talking about?” She pushed up on her elbow. “You’re one of the most confident and handsome men I’ve ever met. You take life seriously. You know where you want to go in life, and you’re not afraid to push forward in that direction.”
“Funny, that’s almost exactly what I told my mom about you.”
“You’ve mentioned me to your mom?”
“My feelings for you have permeated my life.” He raised up and kissed her sweetly. “How could I not mention you?” He traced a pattern on her collarbone. “My parents have asked repeatedly to meet you.”
“What?” Her fantasy turned cloudy.
“I’d like to introduce you.”
“That’s not a good idea. I don’t make a great first impression.” She turned her focus to the wall and spotted the piece of china she’d been searching for. “Is that the Black Fluted Mega Jug?”
“It is.”
“I’ve been trying to find that for weeks.” She shook her head. “How?”
“I heard you complaining to Ivy you couldn’t locate it now that you had the money for it. My mom actually helped me find it. She has a friend who lives in Copenhagen.”
“Oh. Gosh, that’s a lot to take in.”
“It’s yours by the way.”
“Really?” She wrapped her arms around his neck. “Thank you.” She squeezed him harder. “I have to tell you, I’m scared out of my mind right now.”
“I’m sorry, sweetheart.” He rubbed her back. “I’m pushing you. I’ve just been waiting for this moment for so long.”
“I know.” She loosened her hold. “As have I.” She bit her lip. “You won’t leave my side when you introduce us?”
“Not unless you ask me to.” His smile removed her doubt. For him, she’d have to try.
Chapter Seven
A few weeks later, Brad opened the security app Marcus and Rob had created for Reed & Company. He’d confirmed Ivy had left the office hours ago. The cameras Marcus and Rob installed yesterday were perfectly placed. His sweet Candy was still sitting at her desk pounding away at the keyboard.
Brad skipped up their front steps and opened the door. “What are you doing in the office this late?”
“I’m a little backed up after yesterday.” Candy stood and leaned forward. “I think I’m still running on adrenaline.”
“Hi, my sweet.” He kissed her. “It’s after eight o’clock.”
“I know. I loved every minute of our unexpected day off yesterday.” Her fingers froze over the keyboard. “You’re still sure your parents liked me?”
“They adore you.”
She stood and twirled. “Your mom was so easy to talk to and your dad is a charmer.” She clasped her hands to her chest. “I had myself convinced this morning I’d remembered it all wrong.”
“And my telling you this morning and again this afternoon didn’t convince you?”
“For a bit, yes. Your dirty texts helped keep me from my paranoia, but then I got buried in work and I’d start to worry all over again. Before I forget, my mom got back to me. She is free tomorrow night.”
“Perfect.” He entered the dinner in his calendar and slid his phone into his pocket.
“I’m sure you felt the pressure today in the office as well.” She sat back down and focused on her computer screen. “I’m so behind.”
“I am too but I granted myself a reward each time I crossed something off my list.” He took his phone back out and picked his favorite camera angle, the one camera that only he had access to.
“I know what you mean.” She spread her legs a little wider. “That last dirty message reminded me of what you did yesterday afternoon in the car on the way home.” She scraped her teeth over her bottom lip.
“That was my plan.” He adjusted his hard cock. “It was hot to know you knew I was looking at you.”
“You mean looking at me.” She rolled her hips and he flashed back to yesterday when she was riding his face.
“I really need to thank Marcus. He hooked us up.” He locked all the doors, blocked all the other cameras with a couple taps on the app, and then set down his phone. “Tell me your pussy was wet all day.” He walked around her desk and turned her chair.
“All day, especially when I got the text to stop crossing my legs.”
“Speaking of text messages, I sent one right before I came up.”
“Oh shoot.” She tapped the button on her phone. Her left eyebrow rose and her fingers went to work on her blouse. She slipped the light pink material from her freckled shoulders. Her luscious breasts spilled over her bra.
“Beautiful. Now, let me see those nipples.” He stood over her. Exerting authority over her actions turned him on, but seeing how it turned her on had his control slipping.
One at a time, she slipped her breasts out of their coverings. Her bra lifted her breasts a bit and acted like a little shelf.
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br /> He hooked his finger at her. “Come here.”
She stood and he took hold of her nipples, pinching and pulling.
She hissed through her teeth.
“Your work day is over.” He pinched a little harder.
“Yes, Sir,” she said then moaned.
“Good, girl. Bend over your desk and spread those lovely legs for me.”
She did as he asked, even shook her ass a little. They’d come so far in the last couple of weeks. They both still had to fight their workaholic nature, but with an exquisite reason to leave the office, he wasn’t struggling. He stepped up behind her, reaching around to take hold of her breasts. She arched her sweet ass and he pressed his length against her.
A quick pull on her nipples had her moaning again. His cock jumped. He needed to get inside her. He reached down to the hem of her skirt and pulled it up to her waist, exposing her.
“The cameras are off. Right, Sir?”
“They are.” He cupped her pussy. “I can always change that if you want someone to watch. Do you want anyone to see how you belong to me?”
“That sounds hot.” She rocked on his fingers. “Kind of like the stage at the club Emma and Miles have been trying to talk us into using for our collaring ceremony.”
“Hot damn, you’re fucking wet.”
“What can I say? I like the idea of the club members knowing I belong to you.”
“I want everyone to know you belong to me.” Lowering his zipper, his dick appeared, hard and thick. “I can’t wait to get my collar around your neck.” He eased the head of his cock through her folds.
“Yes, you feel so good. I want more, Sir, please.” She held still. “Don’t make me wait, Bradley.”
“Only my mother has ever called me Bradley.” He pulled her back by her hair and nipped her neck.
“You don’t want me to call you Bradley?”
“You can call me anything you want.” He kissed her fiercely and then forced her forward over the desk. He grabbed her ass and pressed his hard length to her warm entrance. “That is, until…”
“Until I call you Sir.”
“That’s right.” He pumped into her, taking her ruthlessly. “Don’t forget who you belong to.”
“I belong to you, Sir. But I haven’t been completely honest.”
He stopped thrusting. “Oh really.” He grabbed her ass, spreading her wide. “Should I get a paddle?”
“No need. I can’t wait another minute to tell you how I feel.” She pushed back against him. “I love you, Bradley.”
He pulled out and turned her around. “Sit on your desk and tell me again.”
Her breasts bounced as she shimmied her ass in place. “I love you.”
He removed the little space between them and took her mouth, exploring every inch she offered to him. Once he’d thrust his dick back inside her warm, wet comfort, he looked into her eyes. “I love you, Candice.” He focused on her lovely brown eyes as he thrust in earnest over and over again. “I’ve been so blind. I should have seen this coming. After all, I’ve been falling for you since the moment I saw you.”
“We were both blind, Sir.”
“Well, not anymore. Far from it and we are going to stay that way.” He grabbed her nape.
“Yes, Sir.”
The End
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