Chapter 39
Fifo
Sara
The afternoon drags on as I work next to Beth in the conference room, going through bank statement after bank statement. If I thought bookkeeping was tedious, this is ten times more boring.
She hasn’t asked about Tom or offered any additional information about the clients. As one would expect, the statement of the online casino app has tons of microtransactions along with chunks of deposits. Almost impossible to track down every transaction.
For my purposes, I have to go through each one.
At four thirty, Finn knocks on the open conference door. He smiles faintly at Beth before his green eyes lock on me. Warmth surges through me but I try to stay cool.
“Sara, I need you to look over some work you did last week.” His tone is nothing but professional.
I try not to leap out of my chair, but I’m so done with this job right now.
“I’ll work on this again in the morning.”
Beth waves me off. “See you tomorrow.”
I grab my laptop and follow Finn back. He stops in front of Tom’s and takes my laptop, setting it on the desk before nodding toward his office.
He leads the way in but stops, holding the door as I pass through. When I enter, he closes the door and locks it.
My eyes widen and I turn to see his smirk.
“You haven’t told Drew about my nightly endeavors, have you, flower?” His green eyes sparkle as he closes in on me.
“No.” My breath catches at the heat in his eyes. I guess this isn’t about something I worked on last week.
“You aren’t going to lock me out tonight?” He catches the back of my neck. My hands go to his chest to steady myself.
“No.” Awareness buzzes through me. “I like when you sneak in.”
He smiles. “I need to fuck you, flower.”
“Now?” My fingers clutch his shirt. My panties are soaked at his words.
“Now.” He lowers his head to hover above mine. “This dress. Fuck, I forgot how beautiful you look in red. This morning, having your tight cunt squeezing my cock during breakfast. I need more, flower.”
“Won’t we get in trouble? We’re at work.”
His breath caresses my lips. “I’m one of your bosses. You should do what I tell you to do.”
A thrill licks through me. “What do you want me to do?”
I try out the words inside my head, but boss and sir don’t work for Finn.
His smile is mischief. “I’m not going to order you around, flower. That’s not how we work. I want to fuck. I want you to fuck me too.”
His mouth captures mine and obliterates any thoughts I might have. I reach for his belt because I need him.
He lifts my skirt and slides his hands down my hips under the sides of my panties and pushes them lower until they flutter down my legs and drop to the floor. When I get his belt undone and reach for his button, he grabs my hands and backs me into the door.
Bracing my arms above my head, he holds my wrists in one hand. “You know what really did it for me this morning, flower?”
I shake my head as he pulls his belt out of the loops. His green eyes are darker than mine, more jewel-like.
“Having you all bound for me.” He wets his lips. “You helpless to do anything to stop me.”
I could have stopped him. One word would have stopped him and I trust him enough to know that it would. But I love the fantasy he’s weaving for me. I love the idea of being helpless to him.
“I haven’t had a chance to tie you to my bed yet.” His words are soft and make me burn with need. “To restrain you so all you can do is take me. Our next night together, I’ll keep you bound so when I want to roll over and fuck you, I can.”
My lips part and I don’t know what to say. Yes, please comes to mind.
“Hold your arms together in front of you.” Releasing my hands, Finn licks his full lips and steps back, taking his heat away from me. I lower my arms and he helps me position them so my hands are clasped. He wraps his belt around my forearms, binding them together.
I can’t do much with them in this position except hold them up between my breasts. Finn studies me, not touching me, and my insides twist with need.
When he moves, he cups my breasts and teases my nipples through my dress and bra, making them tighten into hard, aching peaks. Gasping, I clench my thighs together as his eyes follow his hands. He smiles.
“Perfect.” He undoes his pants and frees his cock. “This time, I want you to ride me, flower.”
He grabs my bound wrists and leads me over to the couch. Sitting down, he slouches in the leather. “Climb on.”
He helps steady me as I straddle him, rising up on my knees. He holds my ass up as he takes me in.
“I’m going to have to invest in mirrors in my office.” He kisses my chest above my neckline. “I want you completely naked and chained to my desk so I can fuck you whenever I want to.”
He reaches behind me and lowers my zipper until the top of the dress falls open.
“So much to do and so little time to do it.” He draws my dress down to my waist and slides my bra cup out of the way before he leans in and sucks my nipple into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck,” I whimper. My nipples are still tender from this morning.
I press against his chest as I arch into him, wanting him to take me deeper.
“Finn, harder.” My words are needy.
He sucks harder, making the tender flesh quiver in his mouth. There’s still a little pain from the clamps, but I’m desperate to feel him inside me.
“Please fuck me,” I whisper as he keeps sucking my nipple. “Finn, I need you.”
He chuckles and releases me. “Turn around.”
Holding me steady, he helps me turn around on my knees to straddle him facing out. He draws my hips down until I feel the head of his cock against my entrance.
I try to push back against him but he holds my hips.
“Not so fast, flower. We’ve got time before anyone realizes what we’re doing in here. I want to take you nice and slow until I need a change of pants from how much you’ve come on me.”
I groan. But he pulls me down slowly, easing into my tight pussy inch by aching inch, until he’s fully sheathed inside me. He draws my back against his chest and kisses the side of my neck.
He wraps his hands around to cup my breasts. One covered. The other bare.
“I could call Dante in here.”
My pussy clenches around his cock.
“You could take him in your mouth or he could suck these nipples until you explode.” Finn sucks on my neck and pinches my nipples, causing me to gasp. “Or maybe he’d just sit in that chair and watch me fuck you. See how I can make you come undone all on my own.”
I squirm, needing friction, needing him to fuck me. “Finn.”
“Or maybe you’d prefer Wyatt. To grab your hair and push so deep into your throat that you can barely breathe.” He wraps his hand around the front of my neck and squeezes ever so lightly, making my pants shallower.
“Finn, fuck me,” I gasp out. Need crawls over every inch of me.
“What about Drew?” Finn tightens his hold on my neck and slides his other hand down to tease my clit. “I get it. He’s easy. Good-looking. No baggage. It makes perfect sense why you’d want him. He’d call you his little whore and fuck your mouth.”
Finn pinches my clit and I shake with the need for release.
“Do you like being called a whore, flower? Being traded from man to man? Filled with our cum until it’s dripping out of your stretched-open pussy? Fucked in the ass while someone takes your mouth and your cunt at the same time? Do you want me to call you dirty? Do you want to be my slut?”
I lift slightly and slam down on his cock. Every word feels like an accusation. Like somehow he isn’t enough. That’s not fair. Not to either of us.
“I don’t want you to do what they do, Finn.
I don’t need any of them to be here with you.
” I lift up and push back down. My pussy quivers around him, so close to the edge.
“I want you to fuck me. I want you to sneak into my bedroom at night and slip inside me, fill me with your cum, so the next morning I know you took me.”
His breathing grows harder as I continue to fuck him. His hand tightens around my neck, lighting sparks around the outside of my vision.
“I want to be helpless to you. For you. I want to fall into your green eyes and let you do what you want to my body. Take my breath. Take my pussy. Take my ass. I want you to take me, Finn.”
I slam down and stars sparkle on the edge of my vision as I come in a silent scream.
His hands slide down to my hips. He uses his strength to continue fucking me as I turn to liquid in his arms. His hips piston up to meet mine until he growls as he comes deep inside me.
I fall back against him. My legs spread over his as little aftershocks quake through my body. Our breathing slows down. It’s quiet otherwise, just me wrapped around him. He removes the belt and puts it to the side. His hands rub some feeling back into my arms.
I don’t want to move. Just stay like this, but we should get back to work.
“I know this is all a game we’re playing, flower.” He runs the back of his hand gently down my body. His cock is still hard inside me. “But if it weren’t, I never would have been the choice for you.”
There’s something vulnerable in those words. I felt it earlier too when he was talking about the others.
“Are you wondering if you’re a consolation prize?” I reach behind me and slide my fingers into his thick, dark hair.
“It’s not unreasonable. You’ve wanted Wyatt forever. Dante has hovered over you, protecting you just as long. Drew is new and exciting.”
I wait for him to go on. To tell me what he is. My heart aches in his silence.
With my hands free, I lift off him and turn to face him. I line his cock back up with my entrance and sink down onto him, moaning at how good he feels inside me.
I cup his jaw and look into his wary eyes. “You aren’t something that just happened, Finn. You’ve been with me forever. You’re all part of my heart. No one would have taken the opportunity to have me until you did.”
He closes his eyes but I don’t let him shut me out.
I rock my hips over him, loving the feel of him so deep inside me. I can’t imagine any of this happening without him.
“Finn, you kissed me. You gave me my first orgasm that wasn’t self-administered.
You opened up my world, and you stopped when you knew it would be too much for me.
” I slide down on his cock and lift, pressing my lips against his.
“You take care of me like no one else does. You aren’t a consolation prize.
You’re the glue that holds this together. That holds me together.”
He captures my lips and draws me in against him as we rock together.
My fingers tangle in his hair and I hate all the clothes between us, but I don’t want to take the time to strip. I just need to make him feel how much he means to me.
I cry out into his mouth as the waves take me under and he follows me, filling me with his warmth, holding me tight, and keeping me from shattering.
Tucking my head against his chest, I hold on to him with trembling limbs, but his arms are solid. I’d like to say I’m not stupid enough to fall in love with these guys who have one foot out the door.
But I’ve always loved them. They’ve always been a part of me. My past, my present, and my future. I just don’t know what that future will look like anymore.
I’m afraid to find out.