“Rhiannon! Could you come here please?”
pushed open the study door to see her lover sitting behind the desk,
a stern look on his face. She looked him up and down. Damn it. Why
did all men look good in suits?
sir,” she asked, her voice soft and meek.
Sir? He liked the sound of that. “I
need you to stay back tonight. We've got that merger tomorrow and my
notes are not ready.”
bit her lip. Stay late to help the boss would give her brownie
points and a possible move up the corporate ladder. On the other
hand, alone with the boss, late at night...it was a dangerous
can stay,” she said softly, staring at the carpet.
head snapped up. “Good. Meet me back here at six sharp. I have a
meeting just before that, so let yourself in.”
nodded and licked her lips before retreating out of his office.
took a seat on the couch, eyeing the door. He pulled it open and
grinned at her. “How was that for acting?” he asked, taking a
seat next to her. She giggled nervously, pulling on her pencil
she had acting experience, rolling playing for sexual pleasures was
something new to Rhiannon. He sat next to her, stretching his legs
out, his arm sliding around her shoulders. As it were, he was
playing her uptight boss that was in serious need of getting laid and
she was his lowly receptionist, dressed to the nines in a black
pencil skirt, white blouse and sexy peep toe heels that showed off
her perfectly polished toes.
that wasn't what had her palms sweating.
night they had talked extensively about what they wanted to do.
Their sexual fantasies came to light and she learned that he wanted
to try anal sex. She'd be lying if she said it hadn't crossed her
mind at some point, but there was a reason why she hadn't tried it.
She was scared. She was terrified. She was wishing she was
cupped her chin, forcing her to look at him. He knew she was
nervous. She barely said a sentence to him all day, the confidence
that she possessed, was gone, and he discovered that if they were to
play a game of hide and seek, he would lose on account of when she
wanted to avoid him, she was damn good at it.
don't have to,” he said, dusting kisses along her jaw line. “We
don't have to do anything you're uncomfortable with. Sweetheart, I
love you. I don't want to hurt you.” His tongue dipped into her
ear, his hands caressing her arms.
knew he did and she knew that he meant what he said. She licked her
lips. “But this is something you want,” she answered, softly.
“And I don't know if it's because I'm a Pisces, but I have this
uncontrollable need to please people.”
felt small tremors in her body as he held her tight. He tried a
different approach. “You can say no at any time,” he told her,
searching her eyes for any reaction. “If you hate it, or it's too
painful, then say no and I'll stop.”
she questioned, her voice barely audible.
nodded, moving a strand of hair out of her face. She wore simple
reading glasses, fake of course but damn, she looked sexy with them
on. He kissed lightly, his tongue slipping between her teeth,
massaging her own.
hand crept up, fondling her breast through her blouse. Rhiannon
sighed contently, her nipples straining against her bra, rubbing
against the white lace.
nipped at her neck, biting her skin gently. His hands roamed over
her body, resting on her thigh, feeling the warmth of her skin as he
slid his hand upwards.
he pulled back. Rhiannon whimpered. He kissed her playfully.
“Patience, pretty one,” he said. “Come and see me at six.”
With that, he got off the couch and walked away leaving Rhiannon
feeling confused and fucking horny.
paced the apartment, wondering what she was going to do with herself
until six o'clock. It was only thirty minutes away, but still, she
needed to occupy her mind. She walked into his bedroom, to her
suitcase, and found her book. She walked back out, sat on the couch
and began scaring herself stupid with the latest Stephen King novel.
she looked up, it was five past six. “Shit!” she exclaimed,
closing her book, scrambling to her feet. She smoothed out her
skirt, shook her hair back and made her way over to his office. The
door was shut so she knocked timidly. There was no answer.
in a deep breath, Rhiannon pushed the door open. The office was
dark, the curtains drawn. She made her way around the other side of
his desk and turned on the lamp. There was a stack of papers sitting
centre on his desk with a post-it atop it with the words 'Read Me'
written in his usual flourish.
sat down in his desk chair. Crossing her legs and leaning back a
little, she picked up the papers and began to read them, a smile
crossing her face. Words like 'I love you' or 'You're beautiful'
stared back at her. She got to the last page when he appeared at the
are you doing?” he asked, a bemused smile on his face as he lent
against the door frame, legs crossed at the ankles. Rhiannon
shrieked, papers flying out of her hand. He had startled her.
She climbed out of his chair, dropping to her knees, scrambling to
pick up the papers. She felt her cheeks burn as he moved closer to
her, taking a seat in his chair.
smiled. It was cute when she was flustered. He watched her, her
behind wiggling a little as she reached for the final paper. That
skirt hugged her curves perfectly, pulling tight across her ass. He
licked his lips, his erection straining against his pants. When she
turned around, she was eye level with his groin. Her eyes lingered
over his sudden, and obvious, bulge in his pants. She licked her
lips, shaking her head slightly as she attempted to get to her feet.
His hand landed on her shoulder, preventing her from standing.
wide, she stared up at him. His eyes darkened with desire. He
didn't have to say anything. She knew what he wanted.
trembling hands, Rhiannon reached for his pants, undoing the belt,
fumbling with his zip. She released him to the cool air. His eyes
closed as she wrapped her lips around his cock, his hand finding its
way into her hair.
hand stroked him up and down while her warm mouth engulfed his
manhood, her tongue working overtime, circling his head before
performing long licks up the underside of his shaft.
let out a guttural moan, his hand gripping her hair tightly. She
glanced up at him. His eyes were closed, his mouth open, his chest
rising and falling rapidly. She took this as good signs before
taking his entire length into her mouth, gazing her teeth lightly
over his shaft.
grip on her hair tightened as he swore. She continued her actions,
determined to get him to come. Her free hand fondled his balls,
cupping them, squeezing them gently.
couldn't take much more of this. Her tongue worked him over
expertly. Her low moans caused vibrations that he felt from his hair
follicles to his toes.
felt his cock being to throb. Taking him further into her throat she
gave his balls once last playful squeeze as he exploded in her mouth,
causing her choke on the thick, sticky liquid. Her tongue swirled
around him, pleasing him, squeezing ever last drop of come possible
from his cock.
she finished, she looked up at him, her green eyes framed by thick,
black lashes batted seductively at him. When she ran her tongue
across her plump bottom lip, his cock sprung back to life.
her by the hand, he pulled her up and with one sweeping motion,
cleared his desk of clutter. Rhiannon sat on the edge of his desk,
her nails digging into her thigh while she watched him open his
shirt. She ran her hand down his chest, lightly brushing her fingers
across his nipples. His cock jumped. She saw it so she repeated her
grabbed her blouse, ripping it open and sending buttons flying across
the room. Her choice of lingerie was sexy, yet bestowed some form of
innocence upon her. Too bad what he had planned for her was anything
could see her nipples straining against her bra, begging to be set
free into the cool air. He placed his mouth over one, sucking at it,
while he fondled the other. When he bit down, Rhiannon threw her
head back, a strangled cry escaping her mouth. He tugged her other
nipple, pulling it taut as she arched her back, begging him to fuck
smiled. He reached under her skirt, his hands sliding up her thighs
until he reached her white lace panties. He kissed her neck,
trailing his tongue down until he reached her collarbone as he slowly
pulled her panties off.
scent of sex filled the air as he raised her skirt. She was wet with
desire, and that wicked gleam in her eyes added to the tension.
one swift thrust of his hips, he sank into her moist heat. She cried
out, lying down on the desk, wrapping her legs around his waist, her
eyes rolling back in her head as he pounded into her. Her nails dug
into the wooden desk top, her throaty cries were music to his ears.
He reached out, squeezing her breasts in his hands, feeling her
getting wetter with every thrust of his hips.
pulled her bra aside, popping her nipples out of the flimsy fabric,
feeling them rolling around in between his fingers. He lent over her,
suckling them, running his tongue across them, flicking at them like
they were a light switch.
hips bucked against his, grinding herself on his rock hard cock. Her
eyes opened as he kissed her, sucking her bottom lip into his mouth.
His thumb found her clitoris and began rubbing her at the same
intensity as he was slamming into her.
broke the kiss, turning her head, panting, her chest rising rapidly.
She let out a cry as she arched her back, her orgasm washing over
a lustful daze, she found herself face down on his desk. Her legs
were parted, her pussy dripping her own juices down her legs. She
heard him open a drawer on his desk. She heard him put something
down on the desk and the she heard the ripping of a condom wrapper.
She felt him enter her swollen flesh again, coating his cock in her
fingers returned to her clitoris, rubbing her, until she was grinding
herself against his hand. She was prime.
he withdrew from her, she whimpered a protest. He softly chuckled in
response as he parted her ass cheeks and pressed the head of his cock
against her anus. She cried out as the head of his cock entered her
body, her ass not offering much resistance.
turned to look over her shoulder as she felt him push further into
her. Tears sprung to her eyes. It was as she feared; painful. He
placed his arms either side of her body, lying down on top of her.
He kissed her shoulder, asking how she was. Her response was a sob.
you want me to pull out?” he asked, kissing her sensitive spot on
her neck. She didn't respond right away. He asked again and she
shook her head.
brushed her hair aside and reminded her if she wanted him to stop all
she had to do was say so and he would. “But I think you're going
to enjoy this,” he added, lifting himself off her body.
started slowly moving inside of her. The only sound was her
whimpering. He knew she was biting her lip to prevent from
screaming. Her body was tense which in turn was hurting him. He had
to get her to relax.
humming sound broke the silence and caused Rhiannon to cry out as a
small, but powerful vibrator touched her clit. Her eyes rolled back
and much to his surprise, her ass pressed back against him, allowing
him in a little deeper.
quickened his pace. Not a lot, just enough to match her writhing.
He didn't want to hurt her. Her body was relaxing, not putting up as
much resistance. He was freely sliding in and out of her ass,
watching her juices drip down her leg.
of sweat rolled off his forehead, dripping down his nose. He could
see part of her back, her blouse having moved off to one side. Her
sweat-soaked skin added to her beauty as he lent down and kissed it.
changed the intensity of the vibrations causing Rhiannon to gasp.
She was close to coming again. She wiggled her hips in an attempt to
move the vibrator from directly on her clit. She couldn't take the
powerful vibrations anymore. Her back arched as a scream tore from
her throat, her body shaking uncontrollably as her second orgasm
washed over her.
that was sexy. It was enough to send him over the edge, just moments
he pulled out of her. She still laid face down on his desk, legs
spread, skirt bunched up around her waist. He touched her hair
lovingly and she turned to look at him. She had been crying, he
could see the tear stains on her cheeks, but he could also see the
satisfaction written in her eyes. He kissed her deeply, pulling her
up off the desk and into his lap on the chair.
do you feel?” he asked her, nuzzling his head against her neck.
asked why she didn't ask him to stop. She shrugged. “It wasn't as
bad as I thought,” she answered, smoothing down her skirt.
kissed her again, his hand running through her matted hair. She
broke the kiss. “But that doesn't mean I'm interested in doing it
again anytime soon,” she told him, firmly. “I'll be sitting on a
bag of frozen peas for a month.”
back his head, he laughed. “Whatever you say,” he teased,
nipping her neck. She gave him a cocky smile, her eyes glowing the
ominous green that he had come to know and love.
Whatever you say, boss,” she teased.