13. Warren
13
WARREN
A ddi looked positively sinful in the sleep set I bought her.
She had freaked out about the price of the dress earlier, so I wondered what her reaction would be if I told her how expensive this one had been.
Pulling all sorts of reactions out of Addi was becoming sort of a hobby of mine. I was in a competition with myself to see which would push her over the edge more.
Her sore spot was money, but apparently so was sweetness.
Brattiness was part of her being and was easily brought out with the simplest commands. But it hadn’t been easy to fluster her.
Until now.
“I think you’re purposely forgetting the contract, baby ,” I murmured, noting how her nose crinkled when the pet name left my lips.
It was addictive, getting under her skin.
“I remember it,” she all but spat and pressed the letter opener against my skin harder. But even with her threat, she never pushed the makeshift weapon into me hard enough for it to hurt.
She’s all talk.
But that didn’t stop me from getting unbelievably turned on by her actions.
My hands trailed her body. I cupped her breasts through the shirt, letting my thumb run over her erect nipple. She shivered at my touch, and as much as she wanted to fight me, her body arched into me.
I didn’t mind the fight. Or fucking it out of her.
If anything, I’d enjoy seeing just how she would unravel at my hands.
“Then you also know you’re about to lose two million dollars.”
Her hand faltered. My free hand grabbed it, forcing the letter opener back to my neck.
My eyes fell to her pink, open lips. They were begging for my attention. Begging me to ravish them. To kiss them until she was bruised.
But I wouldn’t. Not until she begged me.
I let my hand slip into the shirt, feeling the smooth skin of her stomach. My cock twitched, needing her. I splayed my fingers out, then ran my hand down. Further and further until I got to the hem of her shorts.
She never looked away, not even flinching when I hooked my fingers on the shorts and pulled them down her thighs.
Her cunt was bared to me, glistening even in the darkness of the office, with only the moon shedding a light on us.
I hadn’t meant to fall asleep at my desk. I was exhausted and running on very little sleep. It didn’t help that all I thought about was Addi. Before I knew it, I had dozed off, but her presence never strayed far.
Fucking Mercer girl taking over every one of my waking thoughts.
But even in my dreams, I couldn’t get rid of her. I was constantly thinking about pounding into her pussy until we were both exhausted and unable to move.
I had seen her as she went for my computer. I saw as she fucking guessed the password.
But I didn’t want to talk about it. Yes, I would punish her, but what was on my computer and my password were things I wanted to stay far, far away from.
This was about revenge. About getting back at her for all she did when I took down her father. About ruining my reputation. The reputation I had worked so hard for.
I allowed myself to get even more pissed off about her.
She knew nothing about hard work. She was just a spoiled brat who got her toys taken away. Who liked to play innocent. Who liked to play the sweet little rich girl.
She had no idea of the blood, sweat, and tears it had taken for me to be the person I was today.
So I would take pleasure in corrupting her. In destroying her facade and leaving something completely different in its place.
When our contract was up, she’d leave my place not even recognizing herself.
If she left at all.
What a sinful thought. Keeping my enemy’s daughter tied to my bed to use her however I pleased.
My mouth watered at the sight of her cunt dripping for me.
“Does me punishing you for being a fucking brat turn you on?” I asked, my voice turning husky. I used one hand to spread her folds, imagining what it would feel like to finally sink into her.
My cock was already painfully hard, and I was tempted to just take it out and slip into her. But I wanted to wait. I wanted to drag this out as long as possible.
“Get it over with. I’m getting bor?—”
She let out a yelp as I slapped her clit. As a warning, she pushed the letter opener to my neck, and this time there was a small prick of pain associated with the movement.
Finally.
I ran two fingers down her cunt, pausing at her clit before playing with her entrance. I scooped up the wetness there, forcing my fingers into her mouth.
“Taste yourself, baby, and try to tell me again that you don't want this,” I ordered.
Addison Mercer was an overachiever. She didn’t just suck the wetness off my fingers; she fucking licked them clean. The slurping sounds were sinful. The way her tongue weaved between my fingers even more so.
I need her mouth.
I hooked my fingers on her mouth and forced it open. She stuck her tongue out for me, giving me an exact view of what it would be like if I stuck my cock down her throat.
“Do you want my cock, Addi?”
I took my fingers out so she could speak.
“I want nothing from you,” she spat.
“Fine,” I hissed and slapped the letter opener from her hand. “You want me to be mean?”
“Mean?” she asked with a bitter laugh. “You’re a fucking monster.”
I pushed the chair back further behind me and pulled her off the desk, shoving her to her knees. Her hands gripped my pants, her eyes looking up at me with a fire that only propelled me further.
I tangled one hand in her hair, allowing the other to pull my throbbing cock out as she watched.
I placed the head of my cock on her lower lip and sucked in a sharp breath when she opened her mouth and stuck out her tongue, flicking it once. Twice.
“So compliant, Addi,” I mused and teased her mouth with my cock. It was warm and wet, and she was all too eager to take me. “What happened to the brat?”
I pushed into her wet, warm mouth with a grunt, and she closed her lips around my cock, hollowing her cheeks and sucking me down like it was her one and only job in this world.
One she excelled at.
Her tongue played with the underside of my cock, taking advantage of how I froze. It took everything I had not to come right on the spot.
“How long have you been wanting to suck my cock, babygirl?” I asked, my voice thick with need. The modified nickname slipped out without me even realizing it, but it felt so right.
So did her mouth on me. It was a wonder how something so wrong could feel so right.
She was never supposed to be mine. When I went to her father’s company, it was for myself. A means to an end. I’d never wanted his daughter.
Until I saw her. And she saw me.
Then she was all I could think about. All I could dream about.
Until one day, it overtook me.
Just like now.
Seeing Addi with my cock between her lips was every single fantasy I’d ever had come true. We had been together once. I had only fucked her once.
Then she was gone from my life, and it never happened again.
She’d never sucked my dick. And eight years was a really long time and a slow build-up to what I’d dreamed of doing to her since then if we ever met again.
I ached for her. That much became even more clear when she was on her knees in front of me.
I tightened the grip on her hair and slowly began to fuck her face. The darker side of me was tempted to fuck her hard and without mercy. As a true punishment.
But it was so much sweeter seeing her take every inch of me so compliantly. I’d never allowed myself to imagine she’d be so well behaved. It was a treat that almost made me forget what she had been trying to do in my office before I woke up.
“You feel so good, babygirl,” I groaned. “Touch yourself.”
I let out a curse when her hands fell to her cunt. She didn’t even hesitate to start riding her own fingers.
“Good girl,” I praised.
Sinfully beautiful. The only thing I could think of to describe Addi in that moment.
Her blonde hair was wrapped tightly around my hand, her watery eyes looking up at me with a yearning I’d never thought I’d see again, her hand busy between her legs, her hips gyrating to meet it.
Addi was gorgeous when she was being a brat, but when she actually listened? She was a goddess come to life.
I cursed as I slid in and out of her mouth.
“So perfect for me, Addi,” I murmured. “You were made for me, weren’t you?”
She let out a hum that had my knees weakening. Her tongue shifted on the underside of my cock, pulling a shuddered breath from me.
I couldn’t hold back anymore. With as much gentleness as I could, I began fucking her face in earnest. Slow but long strokes that had her gagging lightly.
And still, she didn’t pull away. She took all of me and continued fucking herself.
Fuck, I’m going to come way too soon.
With that thought, I was the one who retreated.
“Who knew all it took for you to behave was my cock in your mouth?” I said, running my thumb across her wet lips.
Addi opened her fucking mouth and bit my finger.