Chapter 13 #2
“Here,” he said, setting down the bags. “Salads. Because it is Wednesday and the universe requires balance.”
“Thank you, Benjamin,” Avery said, her voice admirably steady.
He looked at her, then at me. “Are you both feeling well? You appear… relaxed.”
“We’re fine,” I said.
“Too relaxed,” he muttered, leaving the office with a shake of his head.
I met Avery’s eyes across the room. Her mouth twitched, then she ducked her head to hide a smile. For the rest of the day, she worked with a quiet focus that made me want to bend her over her desk and fuck her again.
I held back. For now.
The afternoon passed in meetings and calls, with Avery taking notes that were far more insightful than most new employees managed. At 2:15, I took the call with the mayor’s chief of staff while she sat silently, listening. When the call ended, I looked at her.
“Thoughts?”
She hesitated, then said, “They’re scared of looking weak, but they also don’t want to look unreasonable. They want a win that doesn’t look like a compromise.”
“Good.”
“Is that why you had me listen?”
“Partly.”
“What’s the other part?”
I leaned back in my chair. “Because I wanted you near me.”
Her cheeks flushed pink, but she smiled.
A couple of hours later, Benjamin appeared again, this time with an envelope.
“Your copies are here,” he said, handing it to me.
“Thank you.”
He glanced at Avery. “You are departing with Mr. Rowe today?”
“I don’t know,” she offered, her eyes flicking to me.
“You are,” I confirmed.
Benjamin’s expression remained neutral. “Very good. I’ll arrange for the car to be ready after your six-o’clock meeting.”
“Thank you, Ben,” I said.
“I remain at the service of other people’s complicated schedules.”
After he left, carefully shutting the door behind him, I stood and rounded my desk.
“Come here,” I said softly.
She stood up and walked to me, stopping just within reach. I tucked a loose strand of hair behind her ear.
“Did you enjoy your day?” I asked.
“Yes, sir.”
“Even the parts where you were punished?”
“Especially those parts,” she admitted.
I kissed her then, slow and deep, my hands sliding down to her hips. When I pulled back, her lips were swollen, her eyes hazy with want.
“I’m going to fuck you again,” I told her. “Right here over your own desk.”
She shivered, her hands clutching my arms. “Please.”
I turned her around, pressing her forward until she was bent over the desk with her beautiful breasts pressed against its surface. “Tell me where you want me.”
“My ass,” she whispered. “Please, Mr. Rowe. Fuck my ass again.”
I groaned quietly, turning her around and glancing down at her perfect pink cheeks. “You’re insatiable.”
“For you,” she agreed, looking back at me over her shoulder.
I reached for the lube I’d placed in my desk drawer earlier, preparing myself quickly as she watched. Her breath came faster as she saw my cock, already hard for her.
“Last time, I prepared you carefully,” I said, moving behind her and lifting her shirt. “This time, I’m not going to.”
She moaned softly, pressing her ass back toward me. “Please, sir. I like it when it hurts.”
I lubed myself thoroughly, then pressed the head against her tight rosette. “You’re going to take it all, and you’re going to be quiet about it.”
“Yes, sir.”
I parted her rounded pink cheeks, lined up my lubed cock with her tight little pucker, and pushed forward in one smooth, relentless thrust, burying myself in her ass to the hilt.
She cried out, her hands gripping the far edge of the desk as I stretched her wide without preparation.
Her asshole spasmed around me as she tried to push me out.
“Shh,” I murmured, holding still inside her. “You can take it. You’re my good girl.”
She nodded, breathing heavily as her body adjusted to the invasion. When I began to move, starting with slow, deep strokes, she moaned softly, her face pressed against the desk.
“That’s it,” I praised. “Such a good girl. Taking my cock in your tight little ass like you were made for it.”
I increased my pace, fucking her harder, the desk creaking softly beneath her. She was so tight, so hot around me, her ass gripping my cock perfectly. I watched her cheeks shake with each thrust, the pink marks from the morning still visible.
“You love this, don’t you?” I asked, my voice rough. “Love being used like this in your boss’s office.”
“Yes, sir,” she gasped.
I reached around to find her clit, rubbing it in firm circles as I fucked her ass. “Come for me, young lady. Come on my cock while I fill your ass.”
It only took a few strokes before she did, her body clenching around me as she came silently, her shoulders shaking with the effort to stay quiet. I kept thrusting through her orgasm, her ass squeezing my cock like a fucking vise.
Then my phone rang. I picked it up with one hand, still buried in Avery’s ass, knowing it was Benjamin just because it was Benjamin.
“Rowe,” I said.
“Your six o’clock is here,” Ben’s voice said through the speaker, his tone as businesslike as ever.
Avery made a soft, embarrassed sound, burying her face in her arms on the desk. I smirked, keeping my cock deep inside her ass, and slowly pulled out then pushed back in.
“Tell them I’ll be there in five minutes,” I said, my free hand moving to grip Avery’s hip.
“Of course,” Benjamin said, and hung up.
I leaned down, my mouth near Avery’s ear. “Did you hear that?”
“Yes, sir,” she whispered, her voice shaking.
“Do you think he knows my cock is buried deep in your tight little ass? That I’ve been fucking you while I’ve been on the phone with him? That you’re such a needy little slut that you need your ass fucked twice in one day?”
She moaned softly, her ass clenching around me. I began thrusting again, harder and faster now, pounding into her as I chased my own release. She cried out and I fucked her faster. I wanted to leave her good and sore so that she remembered she was mine now.
“Are you going to sit in our meeting knowing your ass is full of my cum?” I growled.
“Yes, sir,” she gasped. “Oh, God, pleeeease.”
I came with a groan, pumping deep inside her ass, marking her again, claiming her in the way I’d wanted to all day. When I finished, I slowly withdrew, watching my cum leak from her well-used hole.
“Stay there,” I ordered, zipping up quickly.
I moved to the bathroom, cleaned myself, and returned to find her still bent over the desk, her ass fully exposed. I took a moment to admire the view—my cum dripping from her, her skin flushed, her body relaxed and satisfied.
Then I helped her stand and turned her to face me. Her eyes were glazed, her lips parted, her whole body loose in the way that told me I’d fucked her thoroughly.
“Spread your legs.”
She did, her thighs parting slightly.
“Good girl,” I murmured, my hand moving between her legs. I rubbed her pussy gently, then smacked it lightly, making her gasp.
“That’s for being so tempting all day,” I told her.
Then I spanked her pussy several more times hard enough to sting, watching her eyes glaze.
I wanted her sweet little pussy bright pink.
I wanted her to feel my touch every time she sat down or shifted in a chair.
She yelped several more times before I grabbed her pussy with my hand and rubbed her clit vigorously with my thumb.
“Come for me like my good girl,” I ordered, and she immediately obeyed me, a soft cry escaping her as she came on my hand. Her hips rode my hand, undulating back and forth and I savored every moment of her climax. When she stilled, panting, I reached into my desk and pulled out a package.
“A gift,” I said, handing her the wrapped skirt I’d bought for her yesterday. “It’s another black pencil skirt. I made sure that it was appropriate for work.”
Her eyes widened as she took it, then looked at me with surprise and gratitude. “Thank you, sir.”
“Clean yourself up and put it on.”
I left her in my office with instructions to clean up, put on the new skirt, and wait for my message while I went to the six-o’clock meeting. It ran nearly an hour, which was reasonable for everyone in the room and intolerable to me.
When it finally ended, I sent Avery a text before leaving the conference room.
Me: I’m finished. Bring your things and meet me outside my office.
Her answer came almost immediately.
Avery: Yes, sir.
By the time I reached the hallway, my office door opened. Avery emerged from my office, her new skirt perfectly in place, her hair neatly arranged, her expression composed and professional. Anyone who didn’t know what to look for would see a new employee leaving work with her boss.
“Come with me, young lady.” I murmured, leading her to the elevator and pressing the down button.
“Yes, sir,” she said softly, stepping into the elevator beside me.
I knew that tonight would not be the end of it. It was only the beginning. And I was looking forward to every fucking minute of it. She was mine now, and I had never been good at sharing things that belonged to me.
“Are you excited?” I asked her as the doors closed.
“Yes, sir,” she replied, a small smile on her lips.
The elevator descended, carrying us toward the night, toward more, toward everything.
I was done pretending that I could resist her. Now I just had to decide how to keep her. That was a problem for tomorrow.
Tonight, I was just going to enjoy the reward.
I took her home and gave her a night she would never forget, then held her while she slept, already planning tomorrow’s lessons. After all, good girls deserve to be rewarded.
And Avery had been a very, very good girl.