Epilogue 1
HARPER.
Six months later
I was finally free from Leon in all ways but one, and I intended to fix that too.
Noctis Tech had taken over Lorens Industries. His name had been stripped from the building.
Leon had made a fair number of business investments and had a surprising amount of debt. After it had all been paid off, there wasn’t a huge amount of money left. With what remained, Rook and I had first tried to buy Matthew a house.
Matthew had refused, telling us he was quite content to remain exactly where he was and wouldn’t take anything from us.
So Rook and I had split the money, and my half had gone straight into Benny’s gym.
It was busier now than it had been before Leon ever set foot in the place.
We were even looking into areas to set up a second location that would be run by Riley and Georgio, so Benny didn’t have to be away from his family.
It was where we both spent our days. Benny handled the floor management and training, and I handled the books and admin.
He’d brought on another couple of trainers, and a part time receptionist, but for the most part, we ran the place ourselves.
Benny had been against putting me back in an office, but I was good here, and it meant I could see him basically whenever I wanted to, so I had no complaints.
It was in my new office—pacing and wondering how I’d ask him—when the door opened and closed quietly as Benny slipped in.
He did this often, sneaking in like we’d get in trouble if we were discovered. It was too cute for me to tell him that we owned the place and could do what we wanted.
“Hey, you,” I chuckled.
“Hey, you.” He crossed the room to get to me quickly, stealing my lips in a couple of rapid kisses. “Needed those.”
“Just those?”
“You got more for me?”
“Always.”
He bit his lip and nodded. There had been something on my mind I wanted to do with him, and now seemed a good time for it. The receptionist could handle things for a while.
“Go lock the door, then strip.”
He eagerly did as I’d told him, and I pulled his collar and a blindfold out of the top drawer of my desk.
He knelt in front of me without being asked, and I secured them both on him.
“Okay, pup. Now up on the desk. Present for me.”
He inhaled sharply, and scrambled into place, his back curved to present his perfect ass to me.
I opened the drawer again. Benny knew he wasn’t allowed to look in the top drawer. It was where I often kept surprises for him. Like this one. And the one for after this.
I opened the lube as quietly as possible, letting his anticipation build before my slick fingers were trailing down his crease to his hole.
His surprise was thick, so I took my time preparing him for it, waiting until he was whimpering from four of my fingers before I decided he was ready.
The plug was the biggest he’d taken yet, so I made sure to use plenty of lube, and to take my time as I eased it into his body.
He moaned as it popped into place.
“Fuck,” he groaned through clenched teeth.
“Alright?”
He inhaled deeply, then nodded. I switched it on, and he whined as it started to vibrate inside him.
“Shhh. You’re alright. You can handle it,” I told him gently.
His hard dick was already leaking over my desk. Didn’t matter. Wasn’t the first time we’d made a mess of it, and it wouldn’t be the last.
“Hands behind your back, pup.”
He listened, his powerful thighs trembling as he raised his arms off the desk so he was no longer able to support his weight with them. I cuffed them behind his back.
“Back on your knees.”
Again he listened, like the perfect, obedient boy he was.
I took my time stretching myself to get ready for him, letting him hear the slick sounds my fingers made and know what I was doing while he was unable to see or touch me. His dick continued leaking, angry it wasn’t yet invited to participate.
“Are you ready to be a good boy for me?”
He nodded rapidly.
“Ready to fuck your Master the way he wants?”
“Please,” he whined. “Please let me fuck you, Master.”
“Stand up.”
He stood.
I reached into the drawer again, this time retrieving a leash with a gold chain to match his collar. He stayed perfectly still as I hooked it to him.
“We talked about doing this, long before you ever even saw me. Do you remember?”
He was almost vibrating with anticipation as he chewed his lip and nodded.
“I’m going to lie on this desk, and you’re going to fuck me, hard and fast. Understood?”
He nodded.
“Don’t touch me with anything but that big cock, or I’ll punish you.”
He whimpered.
I cleared enough space for me to lie on my stomach, my ass presented to him, stretched and ready.
I reached for his chain, yanking it until he was bent over me. “Don’t you dare fall on me.”
His body tensed as he fought gravity to obey me.
“Nothing but your cock. You’re my fuck machine.”
He groaned. I yanked his chain again. “Hips forward.”
Benny pressed forward until the wet tip of his cock trailed over my butt cheek, seeking my entrance. I guided him along, only until it pressed against my hole, before my hand returned to the desk.
“Fuck me.”
He slid inside with one quick thrust. I groaned. It didn’t matter how many times I took his cock, the size of it left me momentarily breathless every time.
He gave me a moment to adjust, groaning as my hole twitched and clenched around him. Fuck. I was so full.
So was he.
I reached for the remote to his plug, increasing the vibration level. He moaned in response.
“Fuck me hard, pet. Let me hear that pretty voice of yours.”
He didn’t need any further encouragement. His hips withdrew and slammed deep again. Again.
He immediately found a rhythm, hard and fast, as he forced my body to take his cock over and over.
“Harder!” I demanded.
He fucked me hard enough that the desk scraped against the floorboards, jostling forward with every thrust.
The creaking paired with his pretty moans, and there wasn’t a doubt in my mind that anyone who walked past the office door would hear everything that was happening in here and have no illusions as to what it might be.
Let them. Nothing else mattered but us and now.
“More!”
He gave me more. Harder. Faster. Deeper. Until I felt his sweat dripping onto me.
His hips stuttered in their rhythm.
“You want to come, puppy?”
He moaned louder, the chain clinking as he nodded.
“Make your Master come first. Then you can breed me as much as you want.”
More pretty sounds of desire.
I held my own orgasm off for as long as possible, just so I could listen to his beautiful sounds of distress as he tried not to come before me.
It was a losing battle, though, and as I came and my body tensed around him, it wasn’t even a second later I felt his cock kick and his pleasure spill inside me.
His whole body trembled above me, as he still fought not to fall on top of me.
I released his chain.
“Knees. Clean your mess,” I panted.
He dropped to the floor with a thud, and I would have turned to make sure he was okay, but a second later his tongue was licking over my skin as he searched for the hole he’d just left empty. He found it easily, and eagerly cleaned the mess he’d left in me like I’d told him to.
I let him continue until I’d caught my breath, then reached for the remote to switch off the plug inside him.
“You want the blindfold off now?”
He nodded, and I gently removed it, then the cuffs.
“You did so good, baby. You made me feel amazing.”
He grinned, turning into my palm as I stroked his sweaty cheek.
I guided his head to rest against my knee as I combed my fingers through his hair while he calmed down.
“I want you to wear that plug until we get home, and then I’m going to fuck your messy hole in our bed. Alright?”
He groaned and nodded.
“Good boy.”
I continued to play with his hair until he shivered from the chill in the room.
“Let’s get dressed. It’s almost closing time.”
“M’kay,” he mumbled, sounding sleepy as he stood up again and started to get dressed, hiding the plug until I could play with it, and him, once we got home.
“Our frames arrived today. We can start putting them up tomorrow.”
Benny had come up with the idea of putting signed pictures on one of the gym walls of all the fighters who trained here.
It was a good way to showcase just how special this gym was, and all the high-profile athletes and fighters who believed in him and his gym.
“We should put your picture up there too,” he told me.
I huffed. “I’m not a fighter.”
He raised a brow at me. “Strongest fighter I’ve ever met.”
I laughed. “Yeah? What would my fighting name be, then?”
“Hmmm,” he thought about it for a moment. “Harper ‘The Rebel’ Lorens.”
I nodded. “I like it. But I think we can do better.”
“Really?” He stepped in closer, eyes full of adoration as he captured my lips in a slow kiss. “What’s your idea, then?”
“Hmm… how about Harper… ‘The Renegade’… Forrester.”
He smiled, before the last name registered, and his breath caught. “You… want my last name?”
“I want your everything.”
“But you mean… like are you…”
“Proposing?”
He nodded.
Without looking, I opened the top drawer to the desk again.
His eyes remained on me until I tilted my head in encouragement for him to take a look.
The black velvet ring box was in the center of the drawer.
“Yes,” he answered quickly.
I chuckled. “Don’t you want to see the ring first? I don’t have the money I used to, you might not like it.”
“Baby, I wouldn’t care if that box was empty. Yes. Ring, no ring, doesn’t matter. I’ll marry you. I’ll marry the shit out of you.”
“I love you.”
“I love you more.”
“Not possible.” My arms wrapped around his neck as I dragged him down into a deep, passionate kiss.
Maybe we had time for one more round before we packed up and went home.