41. Cold Calling
Seth
I turn on the lights to the offices and stroll into mine. Breakfast took a little longer than I thought it would, but Madison naked on her knees before me is worth being a little late. I shake my head as I turn on my computer and pull up my email.
She’s a distraction even when she doesn’t mean to be. I need to stiffen my resolve to keep my hands to myself during the workday. The elevator dings its arrival, and her heels click on the marble floor.
Her routine is familiar to me already. She goes to her desk first, then heads to the break room to start the coffee and unload the dishwasher. When she’s done, she returns to her desk.
And today, she’ll come into my office after.
The image of her on my desk intrudes. For a second, I let the memories play. Her first day, sitting in front of me, finger fucking herself to orgasm while I watched her wet fingers dive in and out of her slick pussy.
Then she’s bent over my desk, stripped to her heels, thigh highs, panties, and bra, being fucked by the others as they play with vibrating beads in her ass while she looks at me and screams her orgasms. Leaving me her tight asshole to fuck until we both shattered.
Fuck.
I’m already hard again and she hasn’t even walked into my office. We’ve all been relentless the past few days. As much as we’ve fucked her, she has to be sore.
She needs a break and I plan to give it to her. Will I still use her mouth? Absolutely. Probably her ass too.
But after work, not during. During, I’ll behave and we’ll get shit done.
I immerse myself in the emails I need to respond to and barely notice the clicking on her way back to her desk. After fifteen minutes, she appears at my door.
“Are you ready for me?”
My cock jerks, always ready for her. After I nod, I lean back in my chair and watch her as she closes the door. Her skirt flows down her legs, swirling around them as she walks toward me. Her shirt is stiff cotton that shouldn’t reveal her tight nipples. I didn’t provide panties or a bra today.
We don’t have an outside meeting at lunch, and I plan to use that to my advantage.
She settles in the chair across from me and crosses her legs. I rub my chin as I watch her, looking to see if she’s uncomfortable with not wearing panties.
“What do you want me to work on first?” She came prepared with her tablet and a pen. Her blond hair is pulled up into a bun with little tendrils falling around her neck. She didn’t wear a scarf today. Her neck is almost completely healed.
“Did you put makeup on to cover it up?” I touch my neck as a mirror to the spots on hers where her bruises have faded.
She reaches for her own neck. “No.”
“Good.” I worried about dressing her for the benefit and having to find something to hide her neck, but with a little makeup, she should look flawless. She’ll need that level of perfection to deal with being on the arm of Cooper Graham. She doesn’t realize the scrutiny that comes from being his, but she will.
I’ll give her as much armor as I can.
I pull up the files and turn my screen toward her so we both can see.
We lose ourselves in the work. She picks up things quickly and always has some insight to help with the process. After an hour or so, she’s working quietly on the other side of my desk while I deal with a vendor on the phone.
I’m on hold as the buttons on her shirt draw my gaze. She’s naked beneath that shirt because I commanded it. I clear my throat to get her attention.
She raises her gaze to me, obviously focused on her work. I tap my finger on my button and nod to hers. With a questioning gaze, she reaches and starts to undo her button. When I nod, she releases it.
“I’m sorry for your wait,” a voice says on the phone. “Mr. Smith should be available shortly. Would you like for me to take a message, or would you like to continue to hold?”
“I can hold. Thank you.” I gesture to Madison and she releases another button.
The swells of her breasts are visible now in the opening. She is temptation embodied and she makes me weak. But I can control my urges. This is just another test.
I mouth the word more to her.
Setting her work to the side, she focuses on releasing one button at a time, each time checking with me to see if I want more. Of course I do.
Her shirt gapes open, and her dusty pink nipples play hide-and-seek with the material. Her chest rises and falls with her every sharp breath.
“Good morning, Seth.” Jack Smith’s voice comes through the phone loud and clear.
I adjust my hard-on. “Good morning. How are things over at Fantase Technology?”
Madison waits patiently for my next direction.
“We’re doing good. Sorry about the wait.”
“No worries.” I drop my gaze to her skirt and make a raising motion with my pen.
She gathers her skirt in her hands slowly, revealing her legs inch by intoxicating inch.
“What can I help you with today?”
When her skirt is at her hips, I motion for her to open her legs.
“We’re hoping to get a first look at the new technology you’ll be showing at the conference next month,” I say into the phone. Madison opens her legs so I can see her glistening pink pussy. Already so wet for me. My cock twitches and I swear it grows harder. Fuck.
“We could arrange that.” Jack’s voice becomes a little more thoughtful, and I’m ready for his next ask. “You’ll be using Fantase on the Harper Associates installation?”
“Of course, who else would we use?” We already quoted Jason Harper with Fantase equipment. I gesture for Madison to open her shirt more.
She does as I ask and shows me her magnificent breasts. This woman seems built to our specifications. It’s almost eerie how she fits all of our needs and wants. Almost too perfect.
“There are a lot of products on the market.” Jack pauses. “We’d really be interested in getting our new product line into Harper Associates’ businesses.”
“When we see what you have, we’ll make that call.”
“Sounds good. I’ll put you down for next week and email you the details.”
“Excellent. Talk to you later, Jack.”
“Great. See you next week.”
I end the call and take in the siren across from me. She lifts her leg onto the arm of the chair, spreading herself farther for my viewing pleasure.
“Are you wet, princess?”
“Yes, sir.” Her blue eyes latch on to mine.
“Are you sore from playing with everyone else?” I stand and walk around my desk. My erection is obvious, and she licks her lips before raising her eyes to mine.
“A little,” she admits, which probably means she’s more sore than she says. She downplays a lot in her eagerness to please us.
Nodding, I go to my office refrigerator. Earlier, I put a glass dildo in the freezer. I pull it out now and check the temperature against my wrist. It’s not all the way frozen but nicely chilled. Perfect.
Madison’s gaze tracks me as I make my way back over to her.
“Stay like that.” I drag a chair over and sit facing her. The dildo is cool in my hand. “Don’t make a sound, princess, or I’ll stop.”
Her eyes meet mine, and she takes in a deep breath before nodding. I like to push the limits of her control, almost as much as I do my own.
Using the tip of the cold dildo, I trace it down her neck to her nipple. Her breathing quickens but she doesn’t make a noise. Her nipple tightens more as I trace the tip around and around. I lift it from her and lean in to take her cold nipple into my warm mouth.
She makes a little noise before she cuts herself off. I suck and tease her nipple with my tongue until it’s warm again before leaning back. Her face is flushed with desire and her eyes have darkened.
I tease her other nipple with the icy dildo, rubbing the side of it along her peaked tip.
“Did you enjoy being fucked until you’re sore, princess? Having a cock constantly inside you? Fucking you?”
She bites her lip as I lean in again with a smirk. She won’t answer because she doesn’t want me to stop. My mouth closes over her cold nipple, drawing her deep into my mouth. She arches into me slightly, like she’s trying to hold herself back and can’t.
A breath releases from her but no sound. Her breathing is more erratic than before as I lift my head.
Dragging the tip down her abdomen, I shift to relieve some of the tension on my cock. Sliding the icy edge down between her pussy lips, I tease her clit with the chilled dildo. It’s slender, definitely not as thick as any of us. Even sore, she should take it easily.
I press the tip against her entrance and ease it slowly inside while watching her face.
“The cold should help any inflammation, princess.” I stroke it in and out of her, pressing a little deeper every time. Her mouth falls open, but she still doesn’t make a sound.
“How does it feel?” I lift my gaze from her cunt clinging to the dildo to her flushed face. I wait for her to answer.
“Cold, different, good.” She bites back a moan as I push it all the way inside and hold it there, letting her cunt work to warm the dildo.
“You want me to warm you up?” I slide the dildo almost all the way out and then thrust it back inside.
“Yes, sir.”
I shove the chair I’m sitting on away and lower to my knees between her legs. Keeping the cold dildo inside her, I close my mouth over her pussy.
She inhales sharply but doesn’t make a sound. Her flesh is a little cold when my tongue flicks over her, but she quickly warms up. Her hips press against my mouth, seeking my touch and warmth.
I shift the dildo inside her again, fucking her slowly with the icy toy. Her jagged breathing fills the room. She stills beneath me as a rush of wetness coats my hand and lips. I suck her gently as she fights against moving and making any sound during her release.
Drawing the dildo out, I stand before her, my erection painful but still in my pants. Her satisfied eyes glow up at me as I press the dildo to her lips.
“Suck it clean.”
She parts her lips and I push it inside her mouth, watching her work it like she did my cock this morning. I slide it out of her mouth and back away.
“Good girl. Get cleaned up and then continue to work on the files.” I go to the bathroom and wash my hands, face, and the dildo quickly. I pass her on the way out of the bathroom.
She stops and looks up at me. My heart stalls before thudding loudly in my ears.
“Thank you.” The words float behind her as she vanishes into the bathroom.
My cock urges me to follow her in there and fuck her hard against the counter. I inhale and let it go. I don’t let my cock control me. I’ll get some relief soon enough. I already have plans for our lunch break.