His cock was creating such a pleasure in me that I completely lost in the sensations, screaming loud.
“I want you to scream my name, Madison!” He pulled my ass higher, the new angle allowing him to enter my body deeper and reach my womb. I was falling apart from the pleasure...
“Grant! Yes Grant!”
He increased his tempo, fucking me wildly and without any restraint, and I was already coming so hard. “Grant!” I screamed as my juices milked his dick, and the next moment he came out of me, took off the condom, and positioned himself above my breasts. He stroked his cock several times until he began orgasming, sending his hot cum all over my boobs.
“Fuck!” He growled, watching mesmerized his spill on me.
I smiled back at him, fully content and relaxed, and as he leaned to kiss me, pouring all his passion into it, I finally realized one thing.
I was falling in love with him.
Oh God.
Grant smirked above me, his member already hard again. “Round two?”
Epilogue
A year later
Madison
I looked over the faces of new assistants seated in my office, feeling proud of myself. I was currently training them, having been promoted to associate. Training new personnel had been one of my duties, and these days I had a lot of work to do.
I didn’t complain—on the contrary—I loved my job. I learned so much and improved my skills. My career advanced, and it was just a start. I loved being in LQT and I couldn’t believe how fast the time flew by. A year! A blissful year filled with many happy memories Grant and I had made.
Grant Lawson. My insides warmed, and I instantly remembered our time together last night. Damn, that man was driving me crazy with his bedroom skills.
I shook my head, telling myself to focus on the task at hand. I was giving instructions as my office phone rang and I excused myself, answering it. “Yes?”
“I want you to come to my office now.” It was Grant and he sounded serious. Did something happen?
“Okay. I’m on my way.” I looked at the people in front of me and smiled politely. “If you’ll excuse me, something has come up. Let’s take a break, alright?”
Several minutes later I joined Grant in his office, but he surprised me when he shut the door behind me, locking it immediately. I noticed the drawn blinds and for a moment I thought something was wrong.
I frowned. “Is everything alright?”
Suddenly, his face twisted into a smile as he walked over to his desk. “The health network we snagged last year wants two more hospitals by us!”
“What?!” I squealed. This was huge news. Not only had that been our biggest project last year, but it was our baby. The reason we got together in the first place.
“Yes! I can’t believe it. You should have heard the phone call I just had. They were so complimentary. They want you on the project.”
“Oh, Grant!” I was elated to hear this.
This meant a lot for LQT and it was a giant step into a better future. This would allow company to grow globally, just like he wanted.
“This is so great, for both of us Grant.” I said and went over to kiss him.
Just as I was about to pull him to me, he became serious all over again and took something out of his pocket. I halted mid-step, my heart starting its wild rhythm as I saw a small, black jewelry box in his hand.
The next moment, he opened it, and I stopped breathing when I saw a beautiful diamond engagement ring.
Oh my God!
He got down on one knee, his eyes never leaving mine as his lips curled into a small, nervous smile. “Madison, I love you. From the moment you came into my life, you made me happy. You made me feel so many things that I can’t even describe them to you with mere words. I need you. I can’t imagine my life without you. Please, marry me.”
For a few moments, I was unable to say anything, staring in shock at him as the love I felt for him threatened to suffocate me with its intensity. I loved Grant. I was crazy for him, and there was nothing more I wanted than to be with him for the rest of our lives.
“Yes,” I mouthed breathlessly.
“Yes?” he asked, his voice filled with insecurity.
“Yes,” I said firmly this time, smiling happily at him. “I will marry you.”
He took the ring out of its box and put it on my left ring finger. He got up and pulled me into a fierce kiss. “I love you so much.”
I grabbed his shoulders, pressing my body against his. “I love you too, Grant. You can’t even imagine how much.”
I was so happy! Grant would become my husband, and there was nothing more that I wanted than to be next to him forever.
“I need you now. I can’t get you out of my mind. I just thought about the last night, and—”
I giggled and sucked his lower lip greedily into my mouth. “I know. I thought about the same thing too.”
He pushed me against his desk and moved his papers off it in one swift move of his arm. “Sit on it,” he ordered.
I obeyed him as I watched him take something else from his pocket. “I have another ring for you,” he said.
My eyes widened as I saw a cock ring in his hand. It was made of rubber and it was a vibrating one—meant to give a massive pleasure to my pussy.
“Oh Grant,” I breathed out. I already wetted my undies, excited to experience this with him.
We took clothes off each other and I placed his cock ring on his member. My mouth became dry as he positioned himself between my bent legs on the edge of his desk. He grabbed my ass and pushed me toward him, filling my pussy in one sharp move.
“Boss!” I cried out, and then I remembered we were in the office and I had to keep quiet. He moved in circles inside, stretching me widely, while his cock ring sent vibrations onto my clit—this added stimulation making everything even better. His cock felt larger and thicker, and I was already losing myself in the pleasure coming from it.
“Fuck, Madison. I love your tight pussy. Your pussy that’s all mine.”
“Only yours, boss.”
At first his movements were slow, but strong. His steady rhythm was keeping me close to the edge, and soon the sensations on my clit pushed me even closer to my climax. It was too much... I felt his huge cock ripping my pussy as the ring hit my clit each time he entered, and these two simultaneous actions drove me crazy. I bit into my wrist in order not to scream.
“Ah, I’m so close...”
“Yes, baby. I want you to come all over my cock.”
I was panting so hard now, my heart threatening to burst in my chest, as I became blind from pleasure. My orgasm erupted, hitting me really hard, but Grant didn’t stop—in fact, he increased his tempo, and I began losing myself in this long orgasm...
“Ah, ah, ah... Grant!” I squealed. “This is s-so good!” Just as one strong orgasm passed, the other started—this time so explosive. Grant pushed my back against the desk, placing my legs on his shoulders, which brought his big cock deeper into me and I felt like he would rip me into two.
“Yeah, baby. You love my ring cock, huh? You love me fucking you with it.”
He was now fucking me so wildly that I saw stars in front of my eyes, screaming into my wrist when my maddeningly strong climaxes washed over me again and again.
“I love it! Fuck me, boss! Don’t stop!”
“I will never stop,” he grunted. “I will never get tired of your hungry, hot pussy. Fuck, you are so sexy when you come. Yeah, baby, I will cum so hard into your slick pussy.”
He grabbed my boobs and rubbed my nipples with his thumbs, and I was going to explode again from all these sensations he created in me. My clit was now so sensitive, all those vibrations adding to this wonderful pressure in me, and it felt unbelievably good.
He never stopped—not even once—and the desk beneath us moved under his forceful thrusts. Even though I already came several times, I was ready for another orgasm.
“I am gonna come again, Gran
t!”
“Come with me, my love.”
Several thrusts later we came together, holding onto each other as my juices splashed over his cock that filled me with his hot load. He stilled and pulled me into his embrace, leaving kisses on the top of my head.
“I love you, Madison.”
“I love you too, Grant.”
I was so happy. I kissed his lips possessively, claiming him as mine.
“I will never get tired of this. Fuck, this ring is something else. We need to do this again.”
“I agree.” I smirked at him. “You are truly insatiable, boss.”
“Just like you, baby.”
He got out of me, his spill slowly sliding out of my pussy and ending on his desk. I giggled.
“What’s so funny?” he asked me, raising one eyebrow.
“I can only imagine what people around the office would say if they knew all the things we are doing here.”
For the last year we’d discovered so many good places for fucking around the company’s offices, each time more exciting and better than the last one. Grant was definitely a man full with surprises.
“What they don’t know won’t hurt them.”
He kissed me again, and I lost myself in him again.
We were happy and we loved each other, my career was booming and I was having the best sex of my life. I couldn’t wait to spend the rest of my life with him.
What more could a girl ask for?
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1
Carter
“We’re almost there, sir.”
Carter sighed heavily. With each turn of the town car he felt the weight lifting off his shoulders. Soon, soon it would be his turn for revenge. Soon he would own everything.
The town car was long and sleek, much like its owner. It was a pure shade of black, so deep that it appeared to be blue, much like the hair of the man riding in the back. Carter Braxton’s eyes however, were a bright blue set in a deeply tanned face. His Greek origins were easy to see, not only in his features, but also in his frame, tall and lean with sculpted muscles. In a different era, he would have been a Greek God. Hell, he still felt like he was.
The town car glided to a stop in front of the entrance where Carter’s Personal Assistant and bodyguard exited the vehicle first, holding open the door for his employer. He was a huge, muscular man with dark black skin, a smoothly shaven head, and tattoos running down both arms.
Carter could feel Darren’s presence as he followed him up to the door and rang the bell for him.
“I have an appointment with Mr. Terini,” he told the maid in his low gravelly voice.
The young maid trembled when he spoke. She took his trench coat and Darren’s jacket while bowing her head, apparently eager to avoid looking at his face. Fear, of course she was afraid. Rocco probably treated his staff horribly. “I’ll announce you right away.” She led them into a extravagantly decorated study. “Mr. Terini will join you shortly.”
Carter took a seat in a wingchair in front of a massive mahogany desk rolling his eyes at the extreme lavishness of the estate. Stupid old man, spent all of his damn money.
Darren remained standing a few feet from Carter. When the door opened, Carter watched intently as his hand fell automatically to the gun in his holster, but he stopped short of drawing it, clearly deciding the situation had not become hostile yet.
Rocco Terini was a man of average height with the beginnings of a paunch, well concealed by his tailored Saville Row suit. Carter watched as he surveyed his guests for a moment before stepping confidently into the room. He was an idiot for being so confident, but Carter allowed him to have this moment. At fifty-seven, he was still imposing, even if his hair had turned an iron shade of gray and his stomach protruded. “Mr. Braxton.” He extended a hand to his visitor, his gaze not leaving the silver mask Carter Braxton wore.
The hand was coldly disdained as Carter fixed a pair of burning, blue eyes on Terini. “Rocco.” His voice was smooth, with an underlying hint of steel. This was going to be fun.
Frowning, Rocco took a seat behind the desk. “I’m afraid my secretary didn’t give me any details of this meeting, Mr. Braxton. Her only note is urgent, so you’ll have to tell me what this is all about.”
A grimace flashed briefly across Carter’s mouth, while he allowed just a hint of his hatred to show in his dark eyes. Rocco shivered slightly, and his smile grew. “It’s about Terini Electronics.”
Looking puzzled, Rocco said, “I don’t have much to do with the day-to-day operations anymore, Mr. Braxton, but I’ll try to help you.”
“Yes. I’m aware of your lack of interest in the company, Terini. Is it not strange that ten years ago you were willing to kill for the company but today, you can’t be bothered to stop by your office more than once or twice a week?” Carter observed Rocco carefully.
“Excuse me?” Rocco grasped the arms of his chair with white-knuckled fury as he surged to his feet. “I have no idea what you’re talking about, and unless you can get to the point, this meeting is terminated.”
“Terminated—what an interesting choice of words. Very well. I won’t draw this out. As of this afternoon, I have acquired ninety-percent of the shares of your company, Terini. I’m well aware of your financial troubles—that you’ve been discreetly selling your shares for years. Each time they became available, I purchased them by any means necessary…short of murder and intimidation, of course. That’s really more your style, isn’t it, Rocco?”
Rocco sagged back into his chair. “Why have you come?”
Carter smiled, feeling genuine warmth in his stomach that did not reach his eyes. “To inform you that you are no longer the CEO of Terini Electronics. In fact, you are nothing in the company. The other ten-percent you own is not enough to oppose me or my plans for the company.”
“My father built that company.” Rocco turned a furious scarlet. His eyes moved to Darren, and he leaned back in his chair. “I’d always planned to purchase the stocks again, once things were straightened out,” he added cooly.
“I’m afraid that is no longer an option,” Carter said. “Your company is going to be dismantled with each part sold to the highest bidder. I’m only taking one thing from your company—the memory chip that I invented that you stole from me ten years ago.”
Rocco’s eyes widened fearfully. “Oh, my god. You can’t be serious, Mr. Braxton.” His tone was perilously close to pleading. “Don’t do this to a family business out of some childish desire for revenge.”
“Childish?” Carter rolled up his one sleeve so his opponent could take a closer look. “I certainly have my reasons, Terini, and they are not the least bit childish.” He saw the sick look on Rocco’s face as he gazed at the scarred flesh. “You had no compunction about destroying my business, and I certainly have no concern for yours.”
Rocco squared
his jaw as Braxton replaced the hat, ignoring his queasy stomach. “I see. I’ll simply use the proceeds from the sale of the shares to rebuild my empire.” He waved a hand, as though unconcerned.
Carter laughed. “I do believe you’re forgetting your rather substantial debts to the various casinos in Las Vegas, Atlantic City, and Reno, Terini. You’ve found it incredibly easy to obtain credit in the past, and every last cent of the money you’ve made is going to be necessary to cover your debts. In fact, I believe you used this lovely home for collateral just last month.”
Rocco’s complexion had gone ashen, but he turned stark white when Carter removed a contract from the briefcase Darren handed him. “You have three days to exit the property, Mr. Terini. As of this morning, I now own this house. I suspect you’ll have to sell all your lovely antiques and family heirlooms just to cover the difference on your debts versus your assets.”
“You son of a bitch.” Rocco jumped from his chair again. Darren stepped forward menacingly, causing him to collapse back into the seat. “Not my home.” His voice had lost all hint of strength. “I have three daughters to provide a home for. Think of my children.”
“I have no concern for your children,” Carter snapped. “They are all of legal age and should be living on their own anyway.” He knew it was cold, but he didn’t care. They deserved to learn who their father truly was.
Sweat poured from Rocco’s face as he visibly strove to find some desperate way out of this. “Can’t we reach an agreement?”
Carter’s eyes narrowed. “Gambling once more, Rocco?”
“Give me a few months to scrape together enough to buy this house, at least. It’s been in my family for two hundred years, and you have no right to it,” he said sternly, as if trying to shame Carter into backing off.
Carter raised an eyebrow at the older man. “Why should I agree to such an absurd request? I would have no recourse against you if I agreed to this, and I would lose a substantial amount of money if you skip out on me.”
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