“More.” The word escaped from lips before I realized I said it.
He stopped for a couple of seconds causing me to let out a small whimper. My body ached for his touch.
“More, what?” His tone was slightly playful, almost taunting.
“More, please.” I assumed that was the answer he wanted.
“More, please…what?” He was definitely taunting.
What did he want me to say?
“More please, sir.”
“That’s my girl. Do you want me to make you come?” His fingers started moving inside me again, touching places I never knew could be stimulated.
Silently my eyes begged, yes!
“Spread your legs wider.”
I spread my legs for him as he removed his fingers and bent down and slid his hands under my behind. His face dipped down between my legs and I arched my back as I felt the light flick of his tongue on my clit. Slowly he licked in and around the sensitive folds. I cried out as his tongue glided back and forth over my hard bud, applying more and more pressure on the sensitive flesh. One hand left my butt cheek and I felt his fingers press inside my aching opening again, caressing my inner walls. I was quivering all over, flooded with sensual sensations. His fingers, lips and tongue quickened their pace as they manipulated all the right places inside me and the tender flesh between my legs. I felt my body begin to shudder as my orgasm rose to the surface and a loud cry escaped my lips as I was left a writhing, quivering mess. My breath came in short, haggard pants as I lay there reveling in my bliss.
“Oh, I think you liked that my pet. But we’re not done. Do you want my hard c**k inside you, pounding you deep?”
“Yes, sir.” My voice was hoarse with lust.
He removed his fingers from between my legs and I felt his swollen tip press against my tender, waiting opening. I moaned as my walls closed in around him, arching my h*ps to get closer. He groaned as I wrapped my legs around him pulling him in deeper. I undulated my h*ps and he began thrusting into me, rubbing against my cl*t each time. Each thrust caused me to lurch toward the headboard, my wrists straining to be free.
“Oh, Joshua.” The quiet moan escaped from my lips and I could see a change come over him as he hammered into me harder and faster. He looks so damned sexy! He held onto my shoulders, pounding me into the bed, grazing my cl*t as he shouted commands at me.
“You belong to me! Say it!”
“I belong to you, sir!” I could feel the stickiness between my legs as my wetness trickled down my inner thighs.
“You only have eyes for me! Say it!” He thrust into me even harder and deeper.
“I only have eyes for you, sir!” I couldn’t stop the orgasm that was building.
“I want to see you come! I want to feel your walls pulsating around my cock!”
I cried out as my orgasm rose to the surface, crashing over me, causing my body to thrash and buck against his. With a few more thrusts I heard a guttural groan as he shuddered and then collapsed on top of me. He gently kissed my cheek as we both lay there for a couple of minutes panting for air. He rolled off of me, untied my hands and lightly kissed my wrists before gently massaging them. This tender show of emotion shocked me but I didn’t say anything because I didn’t want him to stop.
“Are you okay? The restraints didn’t hurt you, did they?”
“No, they didn’t hurt.”
“Good. I should get back to my room. We will be swamped in the office tomorrow.”
No, please don’t go.
Joshua cleaned himself up in my bathroom and then got dressed. I started to get up to walk him to the door and he stopped me.
“No, you stay here and get ready for bed. I can see myself out.”
I sat on the bed, completely naked, and completely comfortable in front of Joshua.
He walked over to me and leaned down, placed a finger under my chin and gently tipped my face up to his. His eyes longingly searched mine before he leaned in to kiss my cheek. Butterflies danced in my belly. His light scruff felt good as it lightly scraped my skin.
“Sleep well.”
Joshua disappeared from the bedroom and let himself out. After getting ready for bed, I thought about the last week. Is this really my life? It almost seemed too good to be true. I was re-living Joshua’s gentle kisses to my wrist when I drifted off to sleep.
CHAPTER FOUR
The next day, our staff meeting was scheduled for 10:00 and my spreadsheet was complete. I was to make a presentation discussing my findings on Jameson Industries’ financial goals and then take any suggestions on how the report should be refined. I was not nervous at all during my presentation, and I made sure to write down all suggestions for improvement. I had absolutely no ego when it came to work. I was like a sponge wanting to soak up as much knowledge as possible. All of the people in the meeting had been with the company a lot longer than me, and I wanted to learn all that I could from them. We were notified at the meeting that the big meeting with Jameson, originally scheduled for Friday, was postponed for two weeks. I noticed a new face that I had not yet been introduced to. She was absolutely beautiful and I noticed her flirtatiously glancing at Joshua throughout the entire meeting. Samira saw me looking at her and rolled her eyes. I guess she doesn’t like her. After the meeting Joshua introduced me to the gorgeous woman.
“Sarah, I would like you to meet Natalia Wittendale, she works in our London office.”
“Oh, Joshy,” she playfully hit his arm, “I think I’m more than just someone who works in the London office.” She held his arm, giving me a look to let me know that Joshua was her territory. Joshua winced and looked extremely uncomfortable.
Who the hell is this? I forced a smile and extended my hand.
She hesitated, almost sneering, staring at my hand as it is was covered in dirt. Finally, she gave me a very limp handshake and dropped my hand just as quickly as she touched it.
“So, Sally, where are you from?”
“It’s Sarah.” I gritted my teeth as I corrected her. What an arrogant…
“Oh, my apologies.” Her voiced dripped with saccharin.
Why is she being so nasty?
“I am from just outside New York.” I didn’t want to waste any more time talking to her. “So nice to meet you Natalie, but I must get back to my office to make these corrections.” I started to turn to go back to my office.