Chapter 23 #3
“No...fuck no...” she moaned and shuddered, the orgasm punching through her calm. A gasp left her as she shook for him, her arms around his neck as she started to ride him harder, faster. “Oh fuck... Please...please...”
He braced his feet against the floor and slammed up into her, again and again, dragging her orgasm out as he chased his own, until finally he came with a soft grunt, shoving it into her with inelegant rhythm as he milked it out.
Panting, she slowed, a little moan escaping her. “The fucking best.” She hissed and ground down onto him, feeling them pulse in tandem.
"Let's not tell the others that," he whispered, his breath teasing the shell of her ear. "They might get jealous and that would ruin a good thing."
“You all fuck me the best, just in different ways...” Well, except Easton. She kissed his neck. “But you are the bestest.” She giggled and nipped him. “My sexy work distraction.”
"Distraction?" He raised an eyebrow. "I'm your job today, Petra. You'd better work hard."
“The hardest. I meant that you coming in before this was always a distraction...the thoughts that ran through my head about you...”
"Then I guess we'd better see how many of those we can make a reality today," he chuckled. "But I could do with a bagel first. This is going to take some serious carbs."
She giggled. “I’m kinda afraid if I slide off you we are going to ruin these pants.”
"Fuck it." He shrugged. "I'll call a car to take me home. No one is going to see them."
“Well then...” She climbed off his lap, pouting at the loss of him and pulled her dress over her head, leaving her in just her bra, thigh-highs and heels, his cum trickling down her thighs. She turned and walked over to the boxes. “Cream cheese?”
"And bacon," he said mildly, watching the slick run down her legs. "New kink unlocked. I need to buy you a dozen pairs of those stockings."
Looking over her shoulder she grinned. She felt naughty, and sexy, and the look on his face had her body clenching.
“I won’t say no to that. I love stockings.
They always make me feel naughty.” She grabbed his bagel and a donut for herself, biting into the sweet goodness, the jelly shooting out and onto her chest. “Oops!”
"Oops?" He burst out laughing. "Like you didn't do that on purpose, you little minx. If you wanted me to lick your tits, why didn't you just say so?"
She laughed and shook her head. “Would that I was that smooth. I literally bit the wrong end.” She showed him the hole that they made to put the jelly in. “But apparently my mistake is your dessert.”
"Give a man a chance to eat first," he laughed. "And then I'll come for that jelly with pleasure."
“You will need your strength,” she said and wiped the powered sugar from the corner of her mouth.
“I plan to be demanding today, since I can be.” Leaning back on Lorne’s desk, which was seriously defiled, she might have to buy him a new one since it was only going to get worse, she finished her donut in silence, and watched as Finn had his own breakfast. “Coffee? Or there’s juice in the fridge. ..”
"I finished my coffee. I'll just have some water.
Keeping you occupied is thirsty work." Getting up to fetch himself a glass, he used the opportunity to unbutton the top of his shirt and shrug out of it, tossing it across the back of the office chair when he returned.
"Don't get too comfortable on that desk," he teased.
"I wasn't kidding about fucking you on every flat surface we can find.
I wasn't kidding about the window, either.
Speaking of...I hope the front door is locked? "
She nodded slowly, taking in the beauty that was Finn without a shirt. Gods, could he be hotter? Licking her lips, she gave him a sexy grin. “Of course it’s locked. I’m a damn good assistant.” She winked. “And you are edible.”
"Still hungry?" He shoved his open trousers down his thighs. "Feel free to feast...”
Gods, she loved how cocky he was, how sure and in control.
Men like that did not look twice at her before, hell, both her exes weren’t anywhere close to dominant.
..but her seven, they lived there, even Leo with his sweet nature with her.
She was on him like a shot, this day getting crazier as she went to her knees in front of him, her body and her need for him like she was a different person.
Before the seven, sex was something that happened, but now, it was a thing, it was everything because they wanted it, and she wanted to please them.
She was constantly horny, and had been since that first weekend, her body always alive and alight and needing, but now, now it was getting what it wanted, and she couldn’t get enough.
Gripping his hips, she slipped her lips around him, tasting them both as she laved and sucked his generous length.
"Fuck," he breathed, his eyelids fluttering closed before he forced them open to watch her. "You're so fucking good at that."
“I aim to please, Finn.” She grinned up at him and licked him again. “Apparently I have always been good at giving head.” She slipped him back into her mouth, relaxing her throat as she took him deeper.
"I don't want to imagine you doing this to anyone before us," he growled darkly, a hand fisting in her hair. "And if we haven't fucked you often or hard enough to erase any memory of other guys, then we need to step it up."
She pulled off him again. Looking up, she closed her eyes at how he tugged her hair. “I haven’t thought of them in a long, long time,” she said honestly. “They were my awkward past; you and the guys are my future, Finn...the only thing that matters to me.”
"Good. Now go bend over your desk out there and show me that pretty pussy of yours.
I want to rail it." He let go of her hair and gestured to the door leading out into the gallery.
Luckily the blinds were still down since she'd never gotten around to opening for the day, but there were gaps in them that passersby could see through if they stopped and pressed their faces to the glass.
Possibly being found out was a turn on she realized as she sauntered to the desk and bent at the waist, opening her legs just a little, and angled her hips so he could see just what she was working with.
Looking over her shoulder she grinned. “Like this?” Gods, she felt powerful, and sexy and wanted so badly just to please him.
What would it have been like to just meet this man, if the world was different?
Well, if the world was different, she wouldn’t have the other six then, would she?
"Stay right there. The guys need to see this.
" He grabbed his phone from Lorne's desk and snapped a photo to send to the others.
"God, you're fucking sexy. Cum dripping down your thighs and still desperate for more.
" Tossing the phone back onto the desk, he kicked his trousers all the way off and stalked toward her.
The idea they would all see her like that... Lord, she loved it. She shuddered and bit her bottom lip, the cool air in the showroom giving her a shiver as it passed over her wet thighs.
"I love that you're so fucking needy for us," he told her, coming up behind her and wasting no time fitting his cock to her entrance and sliding in.
"But after this I'm going to need a small break.
I'm looking forward to watching you sitting here in nothing but your stockings and my cum writing emails like you're not our dirty little princess on the desk I just fucked you on. "
She shuddered and squeezed him from the inside. These games with him... Her phone rang, and she reached down into her bag, grabbing it, and set it on the table. “Kendrix,” she said on a moan. “Should I answer?”
"Of course," he laughed, thrusting into her hard enough that she almost knocked it off the desk trying to answer it.
She hit the button and moaned. “Oh fuck...”
“Listen to those sweet cries,” he said. “Dirty little slut getting railed at work.”
She moaned again. “It’s so good...”
“Of course it is...little cumslut. I am about to go into surgery and you send that photo...”
Her phone vibrated and she looked. “Mm... Leo is calling, too...video...”
“I want video. Go give him a show,” Rix said. “See you soon, baby.”
She switched over to see Leo, eyes starry in the video.
"You started without me?" he grumbled. "Rude." He set his phone back so she could see where he was sitting and the fact he already had his pierced dick out and was stroking it. "So fucking hot."
“Fuck...” she moaned and pushed back at Finn. “Finn’s been taking care of me all morning....” She licked her lips. “Is that for me?” She gasped as Finner fucked her harder.
"It's always for you," Leo groaned, eyes fixed on his screen. "Always and forever, cupcake. Any time and any place you want it. Fuck..." In the tiny thumbnail picture of herself, she could see Finn behind her grinning devilishly as he pounded her.
"Hey, Leo, you fucked her ass yet?" he asked and Leo groaned again, picking up the pace at which he was stroking his cock.
"Not yet. Why? You gonna get it ready for me?"
"Maybe. It's so tight...so perfect...so virgin. I might just thoroughly defile it myself."
"And what do you think of that, cupcake?" Leo asked her.
Anal was not anything she had ever wanted before, but for her seven? Nothing was off limits, and she knew they would make it so good for her. “Anything you want... I’m yours...” she moaned and bit her bottom lip again as Finn took her harder. “Oh fuck...I’m going to come..”
"What do you reckon, Leo?" Finn smirked at the camera. "Should I let her come?"
"Nah, I'm not quite there yet," Leo smirked right back. "Pull out. Let her cool down a little." Finn burst out laughing, but he did as Leo suggested, leaving her squirming on the desk, a hot, horny, dissatisfied mess.
“Damn you both...” she said and pouted, her body sitting on the edge of need. “This isn’t fair...”