Rough Erotica

by Lexi Lovelost

  “Yeah. I sort of have this crush on someone, and it makes my mind wander.”

  “Can I, perhaps, help with your little problem?”

  I felt his hand touch the small of my back and it pushed a sensation through me.

  “I don’t think so, Mr. Thompson.”

  He leaned down, his lips brushing the side of my face and I felt a shiver run down my arms. “Call me Robert or sir.”

  “Well… sir.” I forced a smile. “I’ll tell her when the time is right.”

  I enjoyed watching his face contort with disappointment.

  “Her?”

  “Camille? She has this sex appeal about her, don’t you think?” I leaned in toward him and inhaled him.

  He nodded and sat back down but never stopped watching me.

  “I should go,” I cooed. I had his attention, and his jealousy and I was going to use it to the best of my ability.

  He didn’t try to stop me, and that told me this was going to be a game; one that he wanted to control, but wouldn’t be able to.

  Chapter 3

  It was fun playing cat and mouse with Robert over the next few weeks. The way he flirted with me and tried indirectly to ask me to meet up with him kept my fire going. I found myself masturbating in the bathroom, in my office after hours, in the corner of a coffee shop, underneath my coat on the subway. I couldn’t seem to get enough.

  When my promotion came, a lot of it was because of the job I did and the asset I had become, but the direction of my promotion was all sexually driven. I was promoted up to CEO’s assistant executive, and since the CEO was Robert, I knew I was getting close to my conquest. My office was moved to the top floor across from his and my hours grew longer. We worked together on several occasions through dinner with so much sexual tension between us, a swipe of a finger across the most intimate of spots would have caused an orgasm, but neither of us would cave.

  I changed a few things after doing some investigation into what drove Robert crazy, and I started wearing more appropriate clothing for the position I was playing.

  “You changed your perfume,” he said as he inhaled the air around me.

  “I hope it’s okay.”

  “It’s my favorite, actually.”

  “Hmm, what a coincidence,” I giggled. “I must be doing something right.”

  “I’d say you’re doing everything right.” He walked up behind me and put his hands on my hips. “I can’t take this much longer, Olivia.”

  “Take what?” I asked innocently.

  The truth was, I had planned on toying with him to satisfy my own agenda, but he was more alluring than I had anticipated. I closed my eyes and took a big breath to calm my adrenaline.

  “Working this close to you. You have to feel the power, the desire between us.”

  I turned around and looked up at him. “So it isn’t just me?”

  His hands on my arms almost disintegrated me. “No. I have wanted you since you started here.”

  “You’re married,” I whispered, putting my head down. “And I’m….”

  “Gorgeous, intoxicating, irresistible.”

  “A virgin,” I said, turning back around.

  “I know. Honestly, it is one of the things that draws me to you, your innocence and purity.”

  “I can’t just be one of your conquests, Robert.”

  “And you won’t be. I can take care of you.”

  “You won’t leave your wife for me. I could never ask you to anyway.”

  “I wouldn’t rule it out. I haven’t been with anyone, including my wife for the past two months. I can’t stop thinking about you, Olivia. And I can’t go on pretending we can work together and keep things strictly professional. I ache for you.”

  “I don’t know.”

  “I know your sexual appetite. I’ve caught you more than once. I’ve smelled your sex on you when you’re close to me. I have that same drive. I’m tired of what I have been doing. I want more. I want you.”

  I felt his lips on my shoulder, and something told me he was pouring his heart out to me. I stepped back and leaned my body into his. I felt his heart beating through his chest,and it captivated me. I was affecting him so much more than I had ever dreamed.

  “Robert,” I whispered turning toward him.

  He didn’t give me time to say anything more. He leaned down and pressed his lips to mine, kissing me like I was his first glass of water in months of being without any drink at all.

  His arms wrapped around me and his tongue pushed into my mouth. I stayed on the receiving end of his advances, enjoying the way he awakened my body. Picking me up, he sat me on the edge of his desk, pulling my legs around his waist. I felt his cock as it pressed into my naked pussy. He moved his hips just enough to keep me wanting him. It wasn’t easy controlling my desire. I had never been this close to him, and here I was tasting his tongue on mine and pushing into his cock with only a thin material between us.

  I wanted him. I wanted to tell him. I wanted to unzip him and push him into me. I wanted him to wad me up into his large leather chair and fuck me until my body shook with excitement. I almost gave in, but a better idea swelled up in my mind.

  “Robert,” I mumbled, pulling away from his kiss.

  His hands caressed me in the perfect places making it difficult to stay away from him.

  “I have a surprise for you.”

  That did it.

  “You do?”

  The look on his face was priceless, like a child standing in front of a big present wrapped in paper with a bow on the top.

  I nodded as he kissed my cheek.

  “What is it?” he asked, kissing my chin.

  “I can’t tell you.”

  He kissed my neck, and it made me melt.

  “You’re teasing me, Olivia. I don’t like being teased.”

  He bit into the soft part of my neck, and a jolt of pleasure slammed into my pussy. I took in a shuddered breath and cleared my throat.

  “It will be worth it,” I said, pushing him back.

  I slid off his desk and readjusted myself.

  “When will I know?”

  “You should go to the end of the year company party this weekend. I believe it’s going to be at the Crown Royale Hotel, right?”

  “It is,” he said with a coy smile. “I’m actually taking a room in the penthouse that night.”

  “With your wife?”

  “No. She won’t be with me.”

  The way he said it presumed a lot.

  “Your decision or hers?”

  “She has prior engagements out of town. Unfortunately,” he said, pulling me to him. “I will be all alone this weekend.”

  “In your own penthouse.”

  “Yes.” He was so coy.

  “Good to know. I’d love to have access, perhaps freshen up before the party?”

  “Call it a perk to being my executive assistant.”

  “I think I’m going to like working here.”

  I kissed his cheek and walked out of his office, leaving him with an insatiable craving and a want for much more.

  Chapter 4

  The rest of the week was difficult to get through. My body was on fire at the thought of what could happen, what would happen during the party. I played it over and over in my head several times and every time I ended up with my hand in my panties.

  I dressed in a long black sequined dress that fit my body like a glove. The negligee I had purchased for the evening matched perfectly making me feel like a harlot. I giggled at the thought of a virgin harlot as I checked myself out in my mirror.

  “Damn, I look hot,” I said, turning around.

  I applied some lipstick turning my lips a crimson red and spritzed Robert’s favorite perfume on the nape of my neck before grabbing my purse and leaving out the door.

  When I arrived at the hotel, a valet helped me out of my car and walked me to the front door. The inside was stunning with its rich colors and beautiful lighting, and when I walked in
to the lounge, I felt like a sexy Cinderella walking into the ball. The lights twinkled, the music filled the room,and my prince was standing at the foot of a staircase that led up to the second floor of the lounge.

  I had to admit it was fun teasing and flirting with Robert during the party. The few times we found ourselves together at the bar or on the dance floor we’d rub up against each other and innocently touch each other. I knew he had to be cautious and I honestly was not ready to let him have what he wanted. It was fun playing the cat and mouse game until he was tired of playing and followed me to the ladies room. Once I was inside, he barged in and locked the door behind him after checking for others in the stalls.

  “Olivia,” he said, pushing me against the wall.

  “Robert,” I whispered. “What are you doing in here?”

  “I can’t take this hide and go seek game you are playing any longer. You said you had something for me.”

  I gasped when his hand pressed through my dress against my pussy.

  “I want to know what it is.”

  “I feel the same way. I just thought we should mingle and make our presence known at the party before we both disappear behind closed doors.”

  “I’m done mingling,” he growled.

  “Meet me in your suite in twenty minutes. I have the key you left me at the front desk. I will disappear first and prepare for your surprise.”

  He glared down on me, his body responding to my promise. As soon as he left, I began to breathe again, adjusting my dress and going to the bar for another much-needed drink. I kept my eye on him,and as soon as he turned away, I slipped out and disappeared up to his room.

  “Hello,” I said as I reached his penthouse. Camille was leaning against the wall, an air of irritation about her. “I’m sorry it took me so long to break away. I had a little run-in with our subject.”

  “As long as you’re here now,” she said, her fingers cascading down my shoulders.

  I held up his key, and she smiled a cunning smile. I unlocked the door, allowing her first entrance and I followed her in, closing the door behind me.

  “Whoa.” She dropped her bag where she stood and walked into the main room in awe. “I knew this place was the best room in the joint, but I didn’t expect all this.”

  I joined her in marveling at the art paintings on the walls and the rich drapery that covered the floor to ceiling windows overlooking the ocean. It was truly breathtaking. I felt her body behind me and any breath I had left, she took just by a simple touch. I had messed around with girlfriends in college, but it was nothing like what that night brought about. Her hands slid up my arms, and she turned me around so seductively that by the time her lips enclosed over mine I was completely mesmerized by her. I had almost forgotten about Robert and my plan for him to catch me with Camille; my plan to make him watch and turn him on so bad he would do anything I asked of him.

  By the time I heard the front door open, Camille and I were in a kiss that would have set the city on fire. Her hands were on my body, and her tongue was doing the tango with mine. It was alluring, seductive and completely spellbinding.

  “My goodness,” Robert said, closing the door. “What do we have here?”

  Camille giggled as she wiped her bottom lip. She took my hand and walked into the bedroom with Robert following at a safe distance. She climbed onto the bed and crawled to the middle, pulling me toward her. “I heard that you might be stopping by.”

  I watched him, waiting for his reaction but he didn’t move. He leaned against the doorway of the bedroom and crossed his arms and legs. I pulled myself away from Camille and went to him, taking his hand and leading him to a love seat on the far wall.

  “I want you to sit,” I said, my eyes glued to his. “Watch my show for you. I want you to see that I’m not as innocent as you presume.”

  “I have never presumed such things, my dear. I merely know my limits and being too close to you oversteps those limits.”

  He leaned in for a kiss but I dodged him. I put my hands on his chest and gently pushed him backward until he sat, then I climbed onto the large bed with Camille. We were face to face on our knees, and she smelled so good I was afraid it might have overpowered my scent for Robert.

  Her touch was soft, her fingers barely touching my skin but I felt every movement as if she was molding me. Her kiss was light, but I felt it in my soul as her lips brushed against mine. Her body moved against mine like we were in a seductive dance moving and swaying back and forth.

  Again, I had forgotten Robert was even in the room until I felt the zipper of my dress slide down my back, the cool air hitting my bare skin. Camille’s hands were on my arms. The love seat was alone with no one upon it. I closed my eyes and leaned forward. I whispered in her ear and watched as she climbed off the bed. It was my turn to make things happen.

  Chapter 5

  I waited until my dress was removed from my shoulders and I turned around to face him. His lips were parted,and his eyes were heavy with sex. I glanced at Camille and watched as she picked up my purse and pulled my cell phone out. She held it up toward us and nodded.

  “I have often wondered how adventurous you are, Mr. Thompson.”

  “Are we back to formalities again?”

  He pushed my dress down off my arms and down my torso until it was gathered in a pool of black material at my knees. I watched his eyes cascade down my body, and I imagined what he saw; a black halter laced around my neck, gently hugging my breasts and showing my cleavage through the mesh material shaped like a heart. It ended just underneath my breasts exposing my tight midriff. The matching thongs showed just a hint of neatly trimmed pubic hair through the material but hid everything else away until my lover was ready to yank the Velcro straps free from the sides. Black sheer thigh highs and black heels accented the ensemble perfectly making me feel sexier than I had ever felt in my life.

  Robert’s fingers followed the lace around my neck down around my breasts and along the bottom. His eyes never left mine.

  “What did you have in mind, Miss Jenkins?”

  I crawled toward him and slid my arms around his neck. “You are my first.” I felt his lips on my collarbone, and I tipped my head back. “I never wanted the traditional missionary with the long-term boyfriend I was supposed to marry.” I scooted closer to him, his hardened cock pushing against my pelvic bone. “I never wanted it to be with someone I was worried it wouldn’t be good with.” I kissed his lips hard feeling my arousal grab hold of me and tear through me. “I’ve had you in mind for a while now, and I want to record this.”

  “You want to record me fucking you?” He pulled back and looked at Camille.

  I nodded seductively pulling him back toward me. “I’m a very sexual person in nature, Robert. I think you know that. I think about sex all the time. I don’t expect a commitment from you.” I kissed the side of his neck and pulled his tie loose. “I know you are married and I respect that.” I pulled his tie loose and slid it off his neck, intertwining it around my wrist. “I want something I can watch over and over again.”

  His eyes soaked in everything I did. “Your own personal porn?”

  “Yes,” I whispered. “You can do whatever you want to me.”

  “You’re awfully trusting. You have no idea the kind of lover I am.”

  “I’m willing to take that risk.”

  His hands fed up over my shoulders, around the back of my neck and into my hair. His fingers clenched together with handfuls of hair intertwined in them and he pulled my head back making me wince with desire. I began breathing harder as his mouth was on my chest, his teeth biting at my nipples through the thin bikini. It caused sharp shards of electricity to pierce through me with every bite. He pulled my head back until I fell backward on the bed and he loomed over me, his fingers working at the buttons on his shirt.

  “So, I take it that’s a yes?” I said breathlessly.

  “I am going to do things to you that will ruin you for any other man in your life.”


  My body shivered with excitement as he pulled the shirt off his shoulders revealing a beautifully sculpted chest and abs. He unbuttoned his pants and pulled the zipper down before dropping down on me. He hovered over me, his lips devouring mine. I tried touching him,but he quickly grabbed my wrists and slammed them back to the bed pinning them down as he continued to seduce me.

  My muscles quaked uncontrollably as his mouth ate me up, sliding from my mouth down my chin to my neck and continuing down my body from there. I grabbed the blanket underneath my head as he pulled my panties from my hips and slid them down my legs, his mouth leaving kisses all the way down. He dropped them to the floor and looked up at me with the devil in his eyes. I couldn’t stop shaking as his hands slid up my legs and he crawled back up to me. He stopped, his face over my stomach and he thrust my legs apart and dove down between my legs, his tongue skating around the outside of my pussy.

  I gasped and threw my head back, pushing my fingers into his hair. It was the most incredible feeling I had ever felt, but it stopped quickly. He climbed over top of me, sitting to the side and taking his tie off the bed.

  “Give me your hands, Olivia.”

  I did tell him he could do anything he wanted to me. Could I actually go through with it? My chin trembled in anticipation at what that might be. I saw Camille standing off to the side, the phone recording everything we did. Her hand was rubbing her breast,and her legs were apart as she walked closer to the side of the bed.

  I swallowed my fear down and held my hands out toward him. He smiled and wrapped his tie around my wrists in a tight figure eight. He crawled to the headboard and pulled my arms over my head. He tied me to the headboard and moved back down to my side, his hands caressing my body at will. He pushed my breasts together then unclasped the bikini from behind, pulling it off my chest. Besides my thigh highs and shoes, I was completely naked and vulnerable to him.

  When his fingers caressed my pubic hair, my breath caught. I knew what was next. He slid them down and teased me, moving them around my pussy lips and circling my clit until I was panting and moving my hips up and down. I wanted to tell him to fuck me, but I was afraid it would all end too quickly. I took a big breath to try and calm myself, but he wasn’t having it. He moved down and licked me, his tongue delving all around my clit. He pushed his tongue inside me while his thumb kept my clit stimulated. I felt an orgasm build quickly, my head getting dizzy from breathing so hard and heavy. He backed off and caressed my inner thighs with his hands, looking over at Camille. She was still by the bed, but her dress was on the floor, and she was fingering herself inside her panties while she videoed our sex acts. I have never felt more erotic and slutty, and I loved it. I pulled at the restraints wanting more of him, but he kept his distance until my orgasm slowly dissipated.