“It would be my pleasure,” she murmured softly, pressing her ass against my aching cock.
Eager to feel her mouth on me, I got to my feet and quickly freed my cock. Knowing my legs would give out the moment her mouth was on me, I sat down on the other side of the bed, closer to where the camera was, so Mr. Parker would have a better view. Before Addison could climb off the bed, though, I grabbed her, then situated her so that her pussy was over my face and her mouth hovered over my cock.
“You do not have permission to come until I do,” I informed her.
“Yes, Mr. Snowden.”
The second her lips wrapped around the head of my cock, I had to wonder how long that would actually take. Her lips were so soft, so smooth, her tongue far gentler than Mr. Parker’s. While he knew exactly what it took to please me, Addison was testing the waters, so to speak.
I pulled her hips back so that she was sitting on my face and I plunged my tongue inside her. While I was hoping for a distraction, Addison gave as good as she got, sucking me, licking me, moaning around my cock so that the vibrations went right to my balls.
Bound and determined to bring her to the brink of another orgasm before she delivered mine, I feasted on her, suckling her clit between my lips, flicking it with my tongue until she was moaning in earnest.
“Suck me,” I demanded. “As deep as you can.”
Addison’s mouth closed over my cock.
“Take more of me and don’t move. Stay just like that.”
I heaved a breath as my orgasm threatened.
“Suck me, precious. Suck me hard. Then I want you to come for me.”
When she did, I clasped her clit between my lips and pushed one finger inside her. She cried out as she came, but she never took her mouth off me. The vibrations sent me right over the edge and I came, long and hard, loving the way she swallowed everything I gave her.
And as I pulled her into my arms and held her close, kissing her lips and running my hands over her, I knew that this role-playing thing was going to be interesting.
Twenty-Two
ADDISON
SEXTING.
That was something completely new for me, yet for the past fifteen days, ever since we’d signed the contract, I’d had more than my fair share of it. After that first night when Mr. Snowden had texted me, I’d somehow jumped right in the deep end without a life jacket.
And ho-boy was it …incredible. Every. Single. Time.
The only thing that was better was the few hands-on sessions I’d had with Mr. Snowden and Mr. Parker. While I enjoyed getting instructions via text message, I definitely liked touching them and being touched by them. Granted, the fantasies our texting sessions inspired were nice—thinking about all those dirty things my bosses said to me…yum. And they were almost worth the pent-up frustration.
Okay, no they weren’t.
I got the feeling my two Doms were testing me. For the past three days, they hadn’t touched me, but the text messages kept coming. It was as though they were trying to build me up to see how much I could take before I broke.
I feared it wasn’t going to take much more.
I was getting restless. After all, I knew the pleasure they could offer with their hands and mouths. I knew what it felt like to please them with mine. Although we hadn’t had intercourse, we’d done damn near everything else. My favorite was last Thursday, when we’d acted out our own version of Little Red Riding Hood and the Big Bad Wolf. Yeah. I couldn’t seem to stop thinking about the sexy wolf or the way he had held my hair and forced his cock deep into my throat. Mr. Parker certainly took his role playing to a whole new level.
But now that they’d backed off, I was slowly going insane.
And no, I wasn’t disappointed by the fact I was relegated to having proverbial phone sex. The experiences were always amazing. However, I missed the interactions. Hell, being invited to watch that first night…yeah, I’d be happy with more of that. Initially, I had been a little hesitant, but only because I knew this thing between us was moving at warp speed. It didn’t seem to be due to one person specifically, either.
Of course, I had no idea what had happened with Mr. Parker after everything went down that first night. Why he had retreated so hastily was beyond me, but it had seemed a bit out of character for him. From what I knew of him, anyway. And I wasn’t sure it was my place to ask, so while I desperately wanted to know, I’d been keeping my mouth shut.
As for today…
Well, things between us seemed normal but not.
Different, perhaps.
Whether it was me or Mr. Snowden or Mr. Parker—perhaps all three of us—I couldn’t yet tell, but something had shifted in our relationship. For the past two weeks, I’d had dinner with them every night, they took me to Dichotomy when I had to work, and they talked to me endlessly in the office. Mr. Parker had even sat in on Master Edge’s Introduction to Submission class. I figured it was to ensure I was paying attention, which I had been. Especially when Master Edge put him on the spot and had him provide a few lessons of his own.
Despite the three-day hiatus, it appeared we were moving full steam ahead on the path that would lead to some serious orgasms. One that was kinky and sexy and…making me more and more curious by the second.
Curious.
Probably a strange word for the platform of this newfound world I was living in, but it seemed fitting. I was eager to spend more time with them, to learn new things, to witness the steam that came from them when they were together.
If they would take that next step, that was.
Of course, all of this sexual frustration was interfering with my new job. Only because I had absolutely nothing to do other than sit with Luci and take notes. And when I was left to my own devices, my mind started to wander, as well, which meant hot-and-bothered was the new state I was in.
Thankfully today I’d been able to spend some time with Jordan. The guy made me laugh. He also made me feel comfortable around him. He didn’t intimidate me the way Doms usually did. I figured that had a lot to do with his laid-back nature, his request for me to see him as a friend, not a Dom.
And Luci…
She was one of the nicest people I’d ever met. I meant genuinely freaking nice. She was doing her absolute best to keep me up to speed on everything taking place, although I could tell she was a little out of sorts with all the things happening with the interviews. They had become a daily occurrence, it seemed. She was greeting each person, getting them situated in the conference room, ensuring they had coffee or tea, then working with Landon, Langston, Mr. Snowden, and Mr. Parker to ensure they knew when and where they needed to be. She was running around like mad and I could tell it was getting a little stressful. Especially since they hadn’t hired anyone yet.
I wanted to do something to help, but I wasn’t sure what I could offer. So, I’d opted to come back to my desk to stay out of the way. This morning, I had finally insisted that I answer any calls for Mr. Snowden or Mr. Parker since that seemed to be the only thing I was capable of doing.
Except those were few and far between, and now it was lunchtime and my stomach had started rumbling about an hour ago.
“Hey, girl,” Luci called out as she was coming down the stairs. From my spot at my desk, I could see everyone coming and going. “I was hoping to grab Jordan and head down for a sandwich. You ready?”
That was something else I liked about Luci. She didn’t give me an out. Her questions were always phrased in a way that made me either accept or come up with an excuse. I hated excuses.
“I’d love to,” I said when she stuck her head in the door.
“Have you seen Jordan?”
I shook my head. “Not in a while.”
“Hmm. Well, I say we go find him. I’m starving.” She giggled, pushing her hair behind her ear as we started walking. “He’s usually at his desk no matter what time of day it is, but something’s going on. Lately he’s been missing.”
“You think it has to do wit
h what you said? How Landon and Langston were talking about him?”
“Could be.” Her smile widened. “What if they’re going to promote him? Let him handle some accounts? That would be awesome.”
“Is that what he wants to do?” Unfortunately, I knew little about the man.
“He’s never mentioned it, but Master and Sir seemed quite interested in getting him off the phones.”
I loved how she so casually referred to Langston and Landon by their Dom names. In fact, I hadn’t heard her call them anything else except for that first night at dinner when there were strangers around.
“How long has he been working here?” I asked as we made our way up the stairs.
“A couple of years now. And he’s so smart. I know he pretends he’s just interested in answering phones, but I have to wonder.” She pushed open the door to the reception area and I followed her through.
Luci stopped and opened the conference room door, peeking inside, then turning back to me. “Hmm.”
“Why don’t you call him?”
“I could. But if he’s interviewing or they took him out to lunch…” She appeared incredibly excited. “I don’t want to interrupt. But I’ll grab him something just in case.”
We started toward the elevator as it dinged, signaling the car’s arrival. Since we hadn’t called it, that meant someone had arrived.
The doors opened and Jordan stepped out, Landon and Langston behind him.
“Whoa,” Luci said with a dramatic flair. “Don’t you look spiffy.”
Jordan’s cheeks got a little more colorful all of a sudden.
“Thanks.”
He did look nice in the black suit and snow-white shirt. The ruby-red tie was a nice touch, too. In fact, he looked just like the other executives in this office.
Luci continued to smile at all three of them. “We were just heading down to lunch. Want to go with us?”
Though her question seemed directed at Jordan, Landon shook his head. “We just ate. But call something in for you and Addison. We need the two of you in the office right now.”
Luci frowned. “Is everything all right?”
“I’d like you ladies to conduct an interview,” Landon explained, glancing down at his watch. “In about twenty minutes.”
Me? They wanted me? I knew absolutely nothing about interviewing people.
“Dale’s coming in,” Jordan clarified. “He’s going to interview for—”
Luci clapped her hands before he could even finish the statement. “He’s going to be the new receptionist?” She glanced over at me. “Dale is Jordan’s submissive.”
Didn’t surprise me.
“Slow down, little one,” Langston crooned, a smirk on his face. “Let’s take it one step at a time.”
“Does that mean…?” Luci’s head bobbed back and forth on her shoulders. “Are you...?”
“We’ve asked Jordan to join us in handling the publishing side of things,” Langston noted. “As for what that entails, we’re just getting started.”
Luci squealed. “That’s awesome!”
Not knowing what to say or do, I smiled.
*
Roughly fifteen minutes later, I found myself in the conference room with Luci and Dale. The guy was prompt and had arrived a few minutes early.
Jordan’s submissive, as Luci had referred to him, was a very attractive man. And the moment I saw him, I recognized him from the club.
I pegged him to be in his mid-twenties at the most, but he seemed older, as though he’d had some experiences in his life that had weighed on him. I knew the feeling. I probably looked several years older than twenty-nine thanks to the hard life I’d had.
While Jordan was on the shorter side with blond hair and blue eyes, Dale was his exact opposite, coming in closer to six feet with dark hair and dark brown eyes. They were a nice complement to one another. And I’d always found it incredibly hot to watch Master J dominate a submissive who was bigger than he was.
“Just out of curiosity,” Luci began, “why are you interested in the position? I assume you’re aware of what it entails?”
Dale grinned. “I’m well aware. And I’m interested because it’ll get me out of retail, first of all. That’s been a goal of mine for quite some time, though I tend to be a little cautious about making those decisions.”
“Why has it been a goal?”
“I’ve always wanted to work in an office. It’s a unique environment. One I’d like to try my hand at.”
He had a very clear speaking voice, if that counted for anything.
While Dale had called it a unique environment, I had to wonder if he knew the strange things that took place here. I mean, even I had already been completely naked in Mr. Parker’s office. Once. I figured that was a frequent occurrence based on what I knew of these people. Considering he was Jordan’s submissive, surely he knew all the dirty details.
“Tell us about your background,” Luci suggested.
“Mostly retail. I’ve been with my current employer for ten years.”
“Wow. That’s…” She was clearly taken aback by that information. “A long time.”
“I’m rather loyal,” he said, a slight pink tinge to his cheeks.
“Do you think you’ll have an issue working with Jordan? Would it be weird for you? Especially if you had to take orders from him?”
I sputtered out a laugh, then covered my mouth with my hand. “I’m so sorry.”
Dale grinned. “Nope. I got it, too.”
Luci had a slight flush to her face. She obviously realized what she’d said. “I didn’t mean it like…” She waved him off. “Sorry.”
Dale shook his head. “Don’t apologize. Not only do I take orders well from him, but we’ve worked together in the past. Before he started working here, in fact. It’s not an issue. I know how to keep my personal and professional life separate.”
I glanced over at Luci. Based on what Mr. Parker and Mr. Snowden had said, there was a fine line between the two here in this office. Based on what I’d seen and heard thus far, that line was pretty much obliterated.
Not that I was going to say that aloud.
“I’m sure Jordan’s mentioned the position is rather isolated. Our receptionist remains at the front most of the time.”
“I have no problems with that. And I have no issues speaking up when I need something or have a question.”
Luci smiled.
I felt like a third wheel on a date. There was nothing I could contribute that would make a difference. I was still too new.
“Do you have any questions for us?”
“Not at the moment; however, I would like to add that because of my relationship with my Knight…er…Jordan…” His eyes widened with embarrassment.
I couldn’t help but smile. That was a unique name for a Dom and I personally liked it.
“No worries,” Luci said quickly. “Trust me, you’ll hear Master and Sir from me pretty much all the time. No reason to be embarrassed. Go ahead, finish what you were going to say.”
“Because of our relationship, I’m well aware of the discretion necessary for this position.”
It was Luci’s turn to blush and I was merely enjoying watching the two of them trade off.
Luci giggled shyly. “That’s a definite bonus.” She glanced over at me. “Can you give me a minute? I need to speak with Master and Sir.” She shot Dale a grin and pointed to her lips. “See? What’d I tell you?”
When Luci left the room, I felt it was necessary to speak up.
“I’m sorry if I’m not contributing much. I’ve only been here for two weeks. I’m still learning my way around.”
He grinned. “No problem. Interviews don’t bother me. I’m used to being put on the spot.” Dale waved a hand. “So, how do you like it so far?”
“It’s been good. Not a lot going on yet. For me, at least. But once they let me sit at my desk for a while, I’m sure I’ll get a routine down. Right now, I’m just trying to kee
p up with Luci.”
“Jordan told me how excited he was that you were here.”
Thankfully I was saved from having to figure out how to respond to that because Luci stepped back into the room.
“Master and Sir would like to speak to you for a few minutes,” she told Dale, her eyes bright.
“Of course.” He got to his feet, then held out his hand. “It was a pleasure to meet you and I hope we’ll have the opportunity to work together.”
“Me, too.” I shook his hand, wondering why I was the nervous one. It wasn’t my interview.
Luci stepped back out of the way. “And Ben was looking for you.”
“Oh.”
She smiled, but it appeared a little strained. “He said to send you down to his office.”
Great.
I couldn’t help but wonder what I’d done wrong.
Twenty-Three
JUSTIN
“SURE, ZEKE. I’D BE HAPPY to grab a drink,” I said into the phone as I glanced at my calendar. “Or better yet, let me treat you to dinner.”
“You don’t have to go through the trouble,” Zeke replied. “I merely have some questions I want to get out of the way.”
“It’s no trouble,” I assured the man. If it meant getting Zeke interested in taking one of the regional manager positions I was looking to fill, then I was more than happy to do it.
As I was listening to Zeke, I caught sight of Addison moving past my office door and over to Ben’s. She glanced my way briefly, then smiled before knocking on Ben’s door. A second later, she disappeared inside. Needless to say, my curiosity got the best of me and once again I found himself distracted.
“Justin?”
Shit. “Yeah. Sorry. Had someone step into my office.”
“No worries. I’ll see you tonight at… Let’s try for seven?”
“Seven works. The steakhouse around the corner from my building,” I informed him. “I’ll call and make the reservation now.”
“Perfect. Talk to you then.”
After hanging up the phone, I dialed the steakhouse and made the reservation for two. When I hung up, I got to my feet and started for Ben’s office. It wasn’t in my nature to be quite so inquisitive, but I couldn’t seem to help myself. It felt wrong, but my feet didn’t seem to be listening to reason.
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