Their Rebellious Submissive (Office Intrigue Book 3)

by Nicole Edwards

  I loved that about him.

  “Look at me,” I instructed Addison, breaking character. At this point, we’d pretty much gone off the reservation anyway.

  Her pretty blue eyes lifted to my face.

  “I want you to suck me while Mr. Parker fucks you.”

  Her mouth fell open as a raspy moan escaped her.

  “Can you do that for me, precious?”

  “God, yes,” she said, wrapping her fists around my cock before practically inhaling me.

  I sucked in a breath, watching the two of them.

  Mr. Parker moved up behind Addison, one hand on her hip as he guided her backward. I held my breath, watching, waiting, desperate to see the instant Mr. Parker filled her.

  A whimper escaped her and her eyes met mine as she released my cock.

  “Tell me,” I ordered her, my voice hard. “Tell me when he fills you.”

  She gave a jerky nod, her hands landing on my thighs as she pushed back against Mr. Parker.

  When her eyes widened and locked with mine, I knew.

  “He’s… Oh, God.” Her eyes closed, her mouth falling open. “Oh, fuck, that feels so good.” When she opened her eyes again, they were glazed over, pure passion clouding her vision. “He’s filling me, Mr. Snowden. He’s—”

  A rough growl escaped Mr. Parker and I studied his face. He looked pained but satisfied, the muscles in his neck tight.

  “Fuck,” he groaned. “Your pussy’s so fucking tight. Oh, fuck…Addison…”

  “Fuck me,” she pleaded. “Please fuck me, Mr. Parker.”

  Unable to help myself, I grabbed my cock, jerking roughly as I watched the two of them, Addison kneeling over me, her breasts bouncing as Mr. Parker began fucking her harder, faster. It was unlike anything I’d ever witnessed. The passion, the need so apparent it almost hurt to watch them.

  Addison’s fingernails dug into my thighs as she began meeting Mr. Parker thrust for thrust. My strokes matched theirs and I knew when they came, I would, too. Hell, I would be lucky to last that long.

  “Ah, fuck. That’s it, girl. Squeeze my cock. Squeeze it.” Mr. Parker groaned loudly. “Fuck me, Addison. Fuck me hard.”

  Addison screamed as she slammed back against him, her eyes closing. “I’m coming!”

  Oh, fuck.

  I tightened my grip on my cock, wanting to hold off until Mr. Parker came.

  Our eyes met over her head and then pleasure obliterated me when Addison’s mouth came down on my dick, sucking me in deep. I growled, the overwhelming pleasure too much to bear.

  “I’m coming,” I groaned. “Oh, fuck, precious. Swallow me.”

  With his eyes locked with mine, one hand on Addison’s hip, the other curling over her shoulder, he pulled her back roughly and came with a roar.

  I sat there, completely overwhelmed, not sure I could even breathe.

  Never in my life had I experienced anything even remotely as powerful as that.

  Twenty-Eight

  ADDISON

  BY THE TIME FRIDAY ROLLED around, I was feeling infinitely better about my place within the company. I no longer had to shadow Luci because I was fielding questions and phone calls for Mr. Snowden and Mr. Parker without needing help. Of course, there were a few questions I had to get more input on, but I had decided that going to them was the best way to learn, so that was what I’d started to do. I would make a list and when I had several, I would find one or both of them and get the answers that I needed.

  It was working well, and from what I could tell, they didn’t mind.

  Granted, Luci and I were still alternating mornings and afternoons with the phones. Since Dale wouldn’t start for another week, I figured I would be used to it by then. It wasn’t a bother because it kept me busy.

  I was also getting a routine down. When I arrived in the mornings, I started a pot of coffee. I had learned to make sure Mr. Snowden had his caffeine throughout the day. He drank it morning and afternoon. Since I wasn’t a big coffee drinker, I’d had to put a sticky note on my desk as a reminder to ensure there was some and it was fresh.

  I was having lunch with Luci every day at one o’clock. We would go down to the sandwich shop. After the first time I told her I couldn’t afford to eat until I got paid, she told me not to worry about it because the company was paying for it. Being mindful of that, I made sure to only buy what I could eat. And truth be told, I was enjoying spending time with Luci. We talked so much, the hour we were allotted always seemed to fly by.

  I hadn’t seen much of Mr. Parker since Wednesday night because he had been out of the office all day Thursday, but this morning he had returned. I was getting to spend quite a bit of time with Mr. Snowden, which I enjoyed immensely, but I was also hoping for a little time with both of them. After the amazing fireworks that took place on Wednesday night, I’d found I was craving more time with them.

  Clearly that wasn’t going to happen this afternoon, though, because Master Edge was expected at any moment for an interview with both of my bosses. He was coming here first, then they were going to take him to lunch. Since we didn’t have a receptionist, I had opted to go to the front desk and wait, not wanting him to arrive with no one there to greet him.

  About four minutes before eleven, the elevators dinged, signaling his arrival.

  “Good morning, Master Edge,” I greeted with a smile.

  Seemingly amused, he grinned. “It’s good to see you, Addison.”

  “Likewise, Sir.”

  Another smile. “I think we should probably cut the formalities since we’re not in the club.”

  “Oh, right.” I blushed.

  It was just natural to refer to him as such. And considering what took place here in this office, I doubted that I would remember to call him anything else, but I nodded my head.

  “If you’ll follow me,” I told him as I motioned toward the double doors that led to the back, “I’ll take you to Mr. Snowden and Mr. Parker.”

  “Thank you.”

  I gave him a brief tour of the upper floor, not sure whether he’d been there before or not. Then I led him down the stairs to our floor.

  “And this is where Mr. Snowden and Mr. Parker work. There are additional offices on this floor, which are empty. Hopefully soon you’ll be filling one of them.”

  “Very optimistic, are you?”

  “Of course.”

  I stopped in front of Mr. Parker’s office, then rapped my knuckles on the door.

  “Come in.”

  I eased the door open. “Mr. Parker, Mr. Edge is here to see you.”

  “Thank you. Please send him in and ask Ben to join us.”

  “Yes, sir.”

  I stepped back out of the way and once Master Edge passed me, I headed right for Mr. Snowden’s office door. When he called out to me, I opened the door and informed him of the new arrival.

  “Thank you, precious.”

  Anytime he called me that, for some reason, my body heated.

  “We’ll likely be in there for a while. Will you see if anyone else wants coffee and then bring me some?”

  “Of course.”

  Before I turned to leave, Mr. Snowden called out to me.

  “And I need you to do me a favor.”

  I waited with a smile.

  He moved closer, and with every step he took, my body heated another degree. I was hyperaware of this man in every way. Ever since Tuesday after we’d shared dinner and spent the evening talking, I had been looking forward to more time with him. It didn’t even matter if it was only a glimpse while he was in his office, I still longed to be in his presence.

  “We’ve decided to have drinks at the hotel bar across the street tonight. I need you to tell Luci. Landon and Langston are waiting for our decision.”

  “Of course. I’ll make sure I tell her right away.”

  “Thank you.” He brushed his fingers down my cheek and then headed out the door.

  I touched my cheek, loving the tingle that his touch left in its wake
.

  *

  Before I had the chance to make my way up to Luci, the phones started to ring. I hurried to answer them, taking messages and sending people to voice mail if necessary. A solid hour passed before I had a chance to get up from my desk again. Just to be safe, I turned on the after-hours answering system, then decided on a potty break.

  Once that was taken care of, I headed up the stairs. My focus was on Luci’s desk, but I realized it was empty. I was about to turn around and return to my desk when I noticed her walking toward the receptionist area. I quickly followed, figuring she was going to the break room.

  When I caught up to her, I saw Luci slip into the conference room, closing the door behind her.

  Knowing that it was important to get her the message, I figured I could briefly interrupt and then be on my way. When I got to the door, I heard voices coming from inside the room. They were masculine voices. Before it all registered, I had my hand on the doorknob and I was opening the door.

  I stopped instantly when I noticed Landon and Langston. They had their backs to me, so neither of them noticed I was there.

  “That’s right, little one. It looks to me as though you’ve earned a punishment.”

  Oh, shit.

  “Strip,” Langston ordered. “Then I want you on your knees.”

  I could see Luci moving, but I didn’t think she noticed me there. For whatever reason, I couldn’t seem to look away. My curiosity was getting the best of me. I wanted to know what it was like for her, how she reacted to her two Doms.

  While she stripped out of her clothes, I stood there, debating on whether or not I should go. Only when I thought I heard footsteps coming from behind me did I figure out what to do.

  Not wanting to get caught, I quickly pulled the door closed, then spun around to head back downstairs. With my eyes on the floor in front of me, I quickened my pace. That was the only reason I nearly plowed right into Mr. Parker, who was walking toward me.

  “Miss Hayes,” he greeted with a smile. “Where’re you running off to?”

  I shook my head and felt heat infuse my cheeks. “Nowhere.”

  Damn it.

  One blond eyebrow lifted and I could tell he was waiting for me to say something else.

  “Is there a problem?”

  “No,” I blurted.

  “Why does it sound like you’re lying to me?”

  Shit. I wasn’t technically lying, unless omission counted. Then again, as far as Mr. Parker was concerned, it probably did.

  Knowing I wasn’t going to get out of this, I opted to save face. “I’m sorry, Mr. Parker. I…uh…”

  “No need to apologize,” he stated as he motioned toward the hallway behind him. “We’ll just go downstairs and take care of that right now.”

  “That?”

  “Your punishment for lying.” His eyes were intensely focused on me. “I thought you’d learned your lesson.”

  Yeah, me, too.

  A different kind of heat blazed through me at the thought of him spanking me again.

  “Ladies first,” he said.

  Stepping in front of him, I waited for him to show me where to go. Mr. Parker did not disappoint, placing his hand at the small of my back and urging me toward the stairs. We descended to our floor, but rather than go to his office or mine, we turned and went down the hallway behind the stairs. I hadn’t been to that part of the office yet.

  Mr. Parker opened a door that was offset in the wall, practically hidden from view. When we stepped inside, he flipped on the lights. It appeared to be another conference room. This one had blinds, which were closed. There were five chairs all positioned around a low table. To my left was a coffee station.

  “Now, do you care to tell me what you were doing upstairs?”

  My eyes slowly slid up to Mr. Parker’s face. He was watching me intently. I weighed my options.

  I was already going to get fifteen licks for lying to him. If I did it again, that would make fifteen more. Based on the last time, I knew I couldn’t endure that many. Plus, the thought of consciously lying to him—not a mere blunder on my part—didn’t sit well with me.

  Then again, neither did telling him what I’d witnessed or that I’d wanted to stay and watch.

  “Do share,” he encouraged, taking my hand and leading me toward the chairs.

  “I…uh…” I exhaled slowly. “I was looking for Luci so I could tell her about going to the hotel bar. I…uh… I kinda saw her go into the conference room. Landon and Langston were in there. She was…getting punished.”

  “So, what? You decided to spy on her?”

  “Not necessarily spying,” I clarified.

  “You’ve already admitted to being a voyeur.”

  I nodded because it was true. I felt slightly ashamed of my actions, but only because Luci was my co-worker.

  “Well, once we get this taken care of, maybe you’ll have a chance to check it out.”

  Holy crap. Was he suggesting I watch?

  Mr. Parker pulled the closest chair toward him, turned it around, then eased down into it.

  “Do you need instructions?” he asked.

  I glanced down at his lap, then up at his face.

  If I told him I didn’t want this, I knew he would let me walk out of that room and he wouldn’t give it a second thought. On the other hand, he probably wouldn’t engage with me again and that bothered me more than anything.

  It wasn’t that I was afraid of the spanking. Quite the opposite, in fact. I was afraid I was going to get addicted to this and then where would that leave me?

  “Five seconds,” he said, his tone harder than before.

  Swallowing hard, I lifted my skirt, pushed my panties down to my ankles, then assumed the position across his lap.

  His warm hand caressed my ass.

  “You do have a very sweet little ass,” he said softly, almost as though he was merely thinking aloud.

  I responded anyway. “Thank you, Mr. Parker.”

  “Do you understand why you’re being punished?”

  “Yes, Mr. Parker.” I understood all too well.

  “Count down from fifteen. But keep in mind, there are people in this office. Should they hear you, they might come check it out. And it’s a good possibility they’ll want to stay and watch. Then the tables will be turned.”

  The idea of anyone in this office watching me get spanked wasn’t as bad as I’d originally thought. Probably had a lot to do with the fact that I was more comfortable with them now. Which I guess made me an exhibitionist.

  Mr. Parker’s hand disappeared, and a second later, it came down with a resounding thud on my bare butt.

  “Fifteen,” I whispered, gritting my teeth from the heat that ripped through me. It hurt, but it wasn’t nearly as painful as when he’d used the belt.

  He squeezed my ass gently and my pussy grew wetter.

  Smack!

  “Oh, God,” I moaned softly. “Fourteen.”

  “Did you like that, little girl?”

  I couldn’t lie. “Yes, Mr. Parker.”

  Smack!

  “Thirteen.”

  I barely had time to breathe before the next one landed.

  Smack!

  “Twelve!” My voice was a little louder than before.

  “Hmm. You might just draw attention after all.”

  Smack!

  “Eleven,” I groaned as softly as I could.

  His hand remained on my ass for long seconds and I secretly wished that he would dip lower. The ache between my legs had grown significantly in the few minutes we’d been in the room.

  Smack!

  Ah, Christ. That one was much harder than the others. I hissed in a breath, then remembered to count. “Ten.”

  As he landed blow after blow on my ass, the strangest thing happened. I’d never thought I could reach subspace from a spanking alone, but it appeared that was the case. I couldn’t even be sure I’d counted down effectively.

  Smack!

  �
�Six.”

  They continued to rain down while I continued to count, my ass burning, my pussy clenching around the emptiness. I needed something, but I didn’t dare ask for it. This was punishment, not pleasure. I had to be content with what I was given.

  When the last one landed, I sighed.

  “One,” I whimpered, my mind hazy from the blissful state I was in.

  “You can stand up now,” Mr. Parker said, his tone even.

  Apparently, he wasn’t as affected by this as I was.

  With his help, I got to my feet. But as soon as I did, my knees buckled. Mr. Parker pulled me into his lap.

  “Did you fly, little rebel?”

  I nodded, leaning my cheek against his shoulder. His warm hand cupped the back of my head. We sat like that for a few minutes, and when I got my bearings, I lifted my head.

  “Thank you for my punishment, Mr. Parker.”

  “I do hope you’ve learned your lesson this time.”

  I nodded. I honestly hadn’t meant to lie to him. It truly was an accident, but I wasn’t going to argue my point. It was over and done.

  After a few minutes, I got to my feet and Mr. Parker pulled my panties up, then adjusted my skirt. He stood, then straightened his tie.

  “Now, why don’t you take a few minutes to go back upstairs and check out what’s taking place in the conference room. And when you’re finished, you can get back to work. Ben and I are leaving for lunch.”

  Okay. So when he put it that way, it sounded like a horrible idea. I shouldn’t have been spying on Luci in the first place.

  “I think I’d rather go back to my desk now,” I told him.

  “Is that another lie?”

  I shook my head. It wasn’t. Not really.

  Mr. Parker’s finger curled beneath my chin and he tilted my head back. I opened my eyes and met his heated stare.

  He smiled and all thought fled.

  “We’re going to have a good time, little rebel. As it is, I can’t stop thinking about you.”

  My heart swelled. Memories from Wednesday night flooded me. The way he had fucked me…I’d never felt anything like it. Having Mr. Snowden there with us… It had been the most amazing night of my life.