Command, Possess and Claim: The Collection

by Opal Carew

“And you, Mr. Ranier?” Melanie asked.

  “Fine. A little socializing, a lot of work. The usual.”

  Jessica wondered if the socializing included a woman. Surprised at the rise in what seemed suspiciously like jealousy, she admonished herself.

  “Jessica, as soon as you’re finished here, join me in my office.”

  She closed her notebook. “I think we’re done now. I was just asking Melanie some questions about the company’s infrastructure.”

  He nodded and continued to his office, leaving the door open behind him. She stood up.

  “I’m going to go grab him a coffee. Want one?” she asked Melanie.

  “Sure, thanks.”

  Jessica left her stuff on Melanie’s desk while she poured three coffees, then dropped one off at Melanie’s desk, picked up her notebook and pen, and continued to Dane’s office.

  She placed the mugs on Dane’s desk, then went back and closed the door.

  “Thanks.” He picked up the mug took a sip, and moved to the sitting area by the window. She sat across from him.

  “I wanted to talk about last Friday. You’ve had the weekend to think about things, and I just want to ensure you’re still okay with what happened between us.”

  He was offering her the chance to return their relationship to business only.

  “Yes. I’m fine with it.”

  Fine with it? Now there was a glowing recommendation of what they’d done. Way to show your enthusiasm.

  His blue eyes watched her, assessing her expression.

  “No regrets?”

  She shook her head. “None.”

  “Good.” He leaned toward her and smiled. “With our new arrangement, I will periodically set down rules or assign you tasks of a more personal nature.” He raised an eyebrow. “Understood?”

  “Yes, Mr. Ranier.”

  His smile broadened, revealing his even white teeth.

  “Very good. Now come over here.”

  She stood up, her insides quivering in anticipation. She’d been longing for his touch all weekend. Dreaming of their bodies entwined, his massive erection sliding into her. Melanie had tried to set her up with one of her male friends on Friday night, but even though Jessica’s desire for a man thrummed through her the only man who she’d be satisfied with was Dane.

  She stepped in front of him, wondering if he would stroke her breasts. Or ask her to strip down in front of him. Or to kneel down and unzip his pants, then reach inside …

  “Turn around,” he instructed.

  As soon as she’d turned around, her back to him, he ran his hand along her hip, then over her ass. His fingertip plucked at the elastic of her panties through the fabric of her skirt.

  “Are you wearing pantyhose or stockings?”

  “Pantyhose,” she said.

  “Turn around again.”

  She turned back to face him and his gaze fell on her crotch area. She felt heat well inside her.

  “From now on, when you’re at work, I want you to wear a garter belt and stockings. And instead of these bikini panties, you will wear a thong. Over the garter belt, not under it.”

  So they would be easier to take off while leaving on the stockings.

  Her vagina clenched. God, she wished he would touch her.

  “Yes, sir. Should I go home at lunch and change?”

  He chuckled. “No, tomorrow will be fine.”

  He stood up, placing his body intimately close to hers. If she leaned forward a hair, her breasts would brush his chest. She gazed up at him, wondering if he would kiss her. At the gleam in his eyes, she was sure he would and she raised her chin in anticipation.

  He leaned a little closer, his eyes twinkling. “It’s time to go back to work.”

  Surprised, she drew in a breath and took a step back. “Yes, sir.”

  She retrieved her notebook and pen from his desk, and then headed out the door. When she got to her own office, she sat down and sucked in air. Damn, now she was hot and horny with no outlet in sight.

  She remembered that she had left her mug in his office. She could go back and get it and, while she was there, make it clear she wanted him. But if she did that, she would get nowhere. Dane enjoyed being in control. When they made love again, it would be because it was his idea, not hers.

  For some reason, that made it all the hotter.

  * * *

  When lunch time rolled around, Jessica told Melanie she had some errands to run and instead of eating with her friend, she headed to a little lingerie shop around the corner. When she returned, she had on a sexy, dark red garter belt, stockings, and a very tiny matching thong under her skirt. She also wore the matching bra, and had even bought new shoes in the same color. Very sexy shoes with stiletto heels.

  “Aren’t you afraid you’ll fall off those things and break your neck?” Melanie teased when she walked into the office.

  Jessica grinned. “I couldn’t resist them. They’re so pretty.”

  “They are very nice. And they certainly add pizzazz to your black suit.” Melanie glanced up from the shoes. “They’re not your usual style.” She grinned. “When a woman buys shoes that sexy, I have to wonder if there’s a man she’s hoping to attract. Anyone I know?”

  Jessica felt her cheeks heat. “No. I just really liked them.”

  “Okay, I didn’t mean to embarrass you. But Jerrod really liked you Friday and you didn’t seem interested. I never thought it might be because you had someone else in mind.”

  Jessica escaped to her desk. She did not want Melanie to figure out she was attracted to Dane.

  * * *

  Dane returned to his office around three o’clock. It wasn’t appropriate to take Jessica to all his meetings and he was glad he hadn’t this afternoon. This morning, he’d had to rein himself in because after touching her sexy round ass, when she’d lifted her pert little chin, clearly expecting him to kiss her, desire had rushed through him. He’d wanted to drag her into his arms and plunge into that sweet little mouth of hers, then strip off her clothes and fuck her for hours.

  But he didn’t want to overwhelm her with constant sex, and if he allowed himself to have her anytime he felt the desire, that’s what would happen. He’d be fucking her nonstop.

  He sat down at his desk and opened his e-mail. Jessica had already marked forty messages as “handled,” and flagged a handful that required his personal attention.

  A knock sounded on his open door and he glanced up to see Jessica standing in the doorway. Instantly, he noticed the sexy spiked heels she wore.

  “Come in.”

  She closed the door behind her and he watched the delightful sway of her hips as she walked toward the desk. Those shoes were new since this morning and, if he had to guess, he’d bet she wore a few other new things, too.

  “I see you went shopping.”

  She glanced down at her feet. “Yes.” She gazed at him uncertainly. “Are they okay? I mean, you don’t think they’re too … uh—”

  “Sexy for the office?”

  Someone must have teased her about them already, because there was nothing wrong with the shoes. They were extremely sexy—any high heels were because of the way they accentuated a woman’s ass—but Gina in Human Resources wore more flamboyant shoes than that.

  But he knew Jessica had bought those shoes to entice him and he wasn’t going to let her off the hook too easily.

  He stood up and walked around his desk. “Come over here. Let me have a closer look.”

  She walked toward him, then stopped. The shoes gave her extra height, so the crown of her head now reached his eye level.

  “Turn around so I can see the heels.”

  She turned around. The heels were slim and tall. Definitely very sexy. But where his gaze lingered was on her backside. Pushed up and out by her changed posture, it looked even firmer and rounder than usual. His hand itched to stroke her alluring ass.

  He leaned closer and murmured near her ear, “Are you trying to entice me?”
r />   “No, sir.”

  But the smile in her voice told him the truth.

  “Did you buy anything else while you were out at lunch?”

  “Yes, sir.”

  He couldn’t drag his gaze from her body. The barely perceptible bump of panty lines was gone. His groin tightened as he realized the fabric of her skirt brushed against her naked ass. And rather than pantyhose, the stockings covering her legs would end a few inches below her panties, leaving a strip of bare thigh.

  His hand fell to her hip, then glided along her rear. His cock swelled.

  “What did you buy?” When she started a stuttered response, he said, “Never mind.”

  He cupped her ass with his hand and squeezed, then reached down and lifted her skirt. As he slid his hand up the back of her leg, his fingertip brushed against a garter, then he felt bare skin. He could hear her draw in a breath. Then he stroked the curve of her delightful, naked flesh.

  “Very nice. Let me see your new purchases.”

  He forced himself to step back, then watched avidly as she unzipped her skirt, then eased the waistband over her hips and let it drop to the floor.

  Her white blouse covered her to the tops of her thighs, but the band of naked flesh above her stockings was visible, and the red lace garters matched her shoes. Before he had a chance to command it, she unbuttoned her blouse and opened it.

  “The bra is new, too,” she explained as she dropped the white silk garment to the floor.

  He stared at her breasts, hiked high in the sexy lace bra, her white mounds spilling over the top of the cups. Then his gaze dropped to her panties, framed by the garter belt and stockings. It was a tiny strip of cloth that barely covered her pussy.

  Then she turned around, revealing her completely bare ass, and leaned over to pick up her blouse and skirt. As she was leaning over, her ass swaying in the air, he could barely stop himself from lurching forward and driving his hard, aching cock into her.

  Then she stood up and placed her clothing on the guest chair.

  “Get over here,” he growled as he unzipped his pants.

  He pulled her to him and kissed her, hard. His tongue surged into her as his hand slid down her silky, flat stomach, then found her panties. He thrust into her mouth again as he tugged aside the crotch. His cockhead felt the warmth of her flesh as he pushed it forward, then her moist heat surrounded him. She was completely ready for him.

  “Oh, God, you feel so good around me.”

  Then, with his hand flat on her back, he tugged her forward, driving deep inside her.

  The sound of her moan sent his erection twitching. She wrapped her fingers over his shoulders, steadying herself.

  He drew back and thrust again. It was like heaven inside her tight, hot passage. He wanted to be deeper, so he lifted her in his arms and moved toward the wall. When she wrapped her legs around his hips and squeezed him inside her, he groaned. He pushed her against the wall and drove deeper still.

  “Oh, yes.”

  He nuzzled her long, elegant neck, then leaned down and kissed the swell of her breast. Still deep inside her, he pushed up one cup, revealing her swollen nipple. He licked it, then took it in his mouth. She moaned again as he teased the hard bud with his tongue, then he suckled.

  His body demanded release, so he started to move inside her again, pulling back then driving forward. He released her nipple, needing to give full attention to the demands of his body. And hers. She liked his mouth on her breast, but her whimper told him she needed more. He thrust his cock into her again and again, driving her hard against the wall each time.

  Her breathing accelerated and she moaned as she clung to him.

  “Are you close?” he murmured into her ear. He knew the answer, but loved to hear her admit it.

  “Yes, sir.”

  Fuck. He drove deeper, grinding her to the wall.

  “You know what I want to hear.”

  He drew out, then glided forward slowly, torturing her.

  “Yes, Mr. Ranier.” Her breathless voice sent his blood boiling.

  He drove into her and kept on thrusting. Faster and faster.

  She sucked in a breath, then whimpered.

  “Oh, sir…” She gasped, then stiffened. “I’m … going … to…” Her words came out between thrusts.

  She threw her head back. “Come.” Then she wailed loudly.

  His cock throbbed, then he felt liquid fire stream through him as he erupted into her hot, sweet body.

  They both gulped in air as he held her pinned to the wall.

  Finally, he drew back slowly, ensuring she was steady on her feet. He grinned at her, stroking back a few strands of hair that had escaped her barrette.

  “Maybe next time, we should figure out how to work in a little foreplay.”

  * * *

  On Friday night, Jessica was sitting on the couch reading a magazine when Melanie breezed into the room in the brand new dress she’d bought at lunch. They’d spotted it in the window of a shop they’d passed on the way to the deli where they’d gone to eat. Melanie had been taken by it, so Jessica had suggested they stop in the store on the way back to the office. As soon as she’d tried it on, Melanie had fallen in love with it.

  “That dress really does look great on you,” Jessica said. With its bright splashes of color and glittery trim, it was quite different from the conservative attire she wore to the office.

  Melanie beamed. “Thank you. I feel like a million bucks in it.” She pulled on her coat and then picked up her purse. “Are you sure you don’t want to join us?”

  “No, I don’t really feel like partying tonight.”

  “You know Jerrod’s going to be there. He really likes you, you know. I thought you were at least a little interested.”

  Jerrod was tall, attractive, and interesting to talk to, but he was no Dane.

  “He’s a great guy, but I really don’t want to get into a romantic relationship right now.”

  “I know, it’s too soon, but that doesn’t mean you can’t go out with the guy. Even sleep with him. Especially sleep with him. I think it would do you a world of good.”

  “Don’t worry, I’m doing fine.”

  “You do seem pretty relaxed for someone who hasn’t gotten laid in months.” Melanie pursed her lips. “In fact, maybe too relaxed.” She sat down on the couch beside her. “If I didn’t know better, I’d think you were seeing someone.”

  “I told you, I don’t want—”

  “A romantic entanglement. I know. But that doesn’t mean you aren’t getting some.” Her eyes narrowed. “Is it someone at work?”

  “Melanie…” But she could feel her cheeks tinge red.

  “Because that’s a really bad idea. A really, really bad idea. Tell me you’re not.”

  Jessica tried to utter the lie, but she couldn’t get her mouth to cooperate. So she said nothing.

  “Oh, honey, no. Who is it?” Then she waved her hands. “No, I don’t want to know. Is that what you’re doing when you’re running those errands at lunch?”

  There were three times Jessica hadn’t gone to lunch with Melanie. Once because Melanie was busy, once because Jessica had some banking to do, and once was when she’d gone out shopping for the garter belt and shoes. Her cheeks burned hotter.

  “Okay, it’s none of my business. I just think it’s a really bad idea to get involved with someone at work. And if Mr. Ranier found out, he would probably be livid. You remember I mentioned that I had a little crush on Mr. Ranier’s brother, Rafe?”

  Jessica nodded.

  “Well, it was more than a crush. I kind of fell in love with him.” Melanie waved her finger at Jessica. “And that stays between us.”

  Jessica nodded. “Of course.”

  “But I never acted on it, even though every day I wanted to throw myself at him and tear off his clothes.”

  “Melanie…”

  “I know, I said it was none of my business.” She frowned. “And I’m not judging. Getting laid
is a great idea. I just don’t want to see you get into a tough situation. If the guy is more senior than you, it could lead to all kinds of trouble if it ends badly. And let’s face it, it’s going to end. Especially if there’s only sex between you.”

  “Thanks, Melanie. I’ll keep that in mind.”

  “Okay. That’s all I’ll say about it then.”

  “Mel, I’m sorry about you and your boss.”

  Melanie nodded. “And it kills me that he’s gone. Before he left, even though I knew we could never be together, at least I could see him every day.”

  Melanie’s wide green eyes turned to Jessica and the depth of pain and vulnerability there astonished her.

  “I miss him so much.”

  Jessica nodded, then pursed her lips. “I tell you what. If you can wait a few minutes, I’ll run and change.”

  A smile crept across Melanie’s face, driving away the sorrow. “That’s great. I’ll wait right here.”

  * * *

  That night, Melanie’s words marched through Jessica’s brain.

  And let’s face it, it’s going to end. Especially if there’s only sex between you.

  She was right, of course. It would end. Then what would happen to her job?

  But everything she knew about Dane told her he would do right by her. He would ensure she had a new job somewhere in the company, she was sure of it. And people changed jobs all the time. She wouldn’t expect to stay in this position forever, even though she loved working for Dane. And she would miss working with Melanie if that happened.

  But all that was a long way off. She’d just started this relationship with Dane and was determined to enjoy it while it lasted.

  And enjoy it she was. Every afternoon they had sex in his office and it was always fast and furious. They had yet to work out having anything more than minimal foreplay, because they were always so intensely turned on by the time they started. He was so freaking sexy. And there was something about being in an office. She was sure they would explore other scenarios. But right now the relationship was still new and intense. Not that it would ever stop being intense with Dane. But she remembered the long, thorough lovemaking they’d enjoyed that first time.

  Her body ached at the memory.

  No matter what happened in the future, this time with Dane was definitely worth it.