42. Afternoon Delight
Madison
My body is both satiated and needy as I finish up the projects Seth has for me in his office. The only thing hard is Seth, but apparently, he can ignore his erection. While I work, a shiver rushes through me as I remember the chilled dildo on me, inside me, followed by his hot mouth warming me up, setting me on fire.
“I’m finished.” I stand and collect my things, waiting for acknowledgment.
“Lunch will be in fifteen. Downstairs in the apartment.” He doesn’t even lift his head from his work, like I’m an afterthought.
I make my way out to my desk. I shouldn’t be surprised. It’s a workday. I don’t expect to be mauled or fucked all the time, but... I sink into my seat and turn to look at Seth’s door. It’s not like he didn’t satisfy me. I got an amazing orgasm, so I should be happy, complete.
But leaving him unsatisfied makes me feel weird. Like, if I’m going to get cookies, he should get cookies too. I know it doesn’t have to be like that, but I could see the tension in the way he held his body. He needs release, he just didn’t want it then.
After I finish up a few things at my desk, I make my way to the elevator. I’m the first to head down, which isn’t surprising. But no one joins me as I step into the elevator. It’s not like I need constant attention, but it’s odd having it and then having a quiet moment to myself. I step out and slide my access card into the door to let myself in.
The apartment is quiet and a little cold. In the kitchen, I preheat the oven to warm up lunch. Still alone, I head into my apartment and grab a sweater from my couch.
As I leave my room, I shrug it on. Still no one. I check the time on my phone and pull out the already prepared meal from the fridge to slide into the oven. It’s actually been a while since I’ve been totally alone. Before I started working here, I was alone all the time. Even in a crowd of people, I was by myself. But with the guys, it seems I’m never alone.
They’ve been especially attentive since the file room incident. The quiet is suddenly overwhelming. I never knew someone was with me until they wanted me to know. They had all the power, watching, waiting for their moment.
My heart skips, and I glance around looking for anything odd or out of place. Like something could be tampered with here. No one can access this level except the guys and me, so I don’t have any cause to be alarmed. But I remember that day, the feeling of being stalked, hunted, so alone.
The door to the apartment opens, and I take a step back. My body tenses and prepares to flee. My heart pounds in my ears as I strain to listen to every noise, any sign of whether I should stay or run.
Noah rounds the corner, his head is tilted down looking at his phone. My breath releases in a rush, and all that pent-up energy deserts me. My knees give a little, and I grab the counter to hold myself up.
Walking around the island to stand next to me, he finally lifts his head and leans in to give me a distracted kiss before his attention returns to his phone. “Kitten.”
Sitting at the island, he keeps doing whatever with his phone while I work on controlling my breathing and bringing my pulse back down from terrified victim to normal.
I’m safe. I’m protected. It’s fine.
The door opens and voices come down the hallway. Blake, Coop, and Seth. My chest fills with warmth. They’re here. I’m safe.
I turn to pull the food out of the oven and get rid of the remaining panic clinging to me.
“Sweetheart.” Resting his chin on my shoulder, Coop wraps his arms around my waist and pulls me back into his body. “I’m exhausted today, but last night was totally worth it.”
I push my lips into a smile and clasp my hands over his arms. “Me too.”
Last night was worth the lack of sleep. They chased away all my demons until it was just me and them, our bodies flowing together, chasing orgasm after orgasm. I can’t keep up that level of sex, but it definitely gave me a night off from worrying.
Worrying about stalkers and how William is dealing with his son. I care about William. He tried to give me every opportunity. It isn’t his fault his son is a woman-harassing pig.
Coop kisses my shoulder and then steps over to join Noah at the island. Blake turns me in his arms and tips my chin up. His green eyes search mine closely, looking for cracks. I’m pretty sure I spackled them all up before he came over. So, I give him a careful smile.
“We’re being too rough with you.” He shakes his head as his finger trails over my lower lip.
“No, you aren’t,” I assure him.
His lips press together. “You need a break. Your pussy needs a break.” He hesitates and almost flinches when he says, “Maybe you should sleep in your own room tonight.”
That’s not happening.
I cup his cheeks and make him look at me. “Am I tired? Yes. A little sore? Yes. Do I want to sleep alone? Hell no. I don’t want to miss my night with you.”
His eyes soften as he presses a gentle kiss against my lips. “I don’t want to wear you out, love.”
I meet his fierce green eyes and give him a snarky smile. “You couldn’t if you tried.”
His lips spread into a grin that fills my heart. “You’ll regret those words, tiger.”
A little flutter goes through my belly at the promise in his eyes. I sure hope so.
We all grab our lunch and head to the table to eat.
“Everything going according to plan?” Seth asks.
Coop yawns. “All my tasks are handled. I just need to get a decent night’s sleep.”
He winks at me to let me know he’s teasing. I can’t help but feel guilty for keeping them up all night. We played two nights in a row, and it was fantastic, but at the cost of being half-awake at work. I’m supposed to be convenient, not distracting.
“Make sure you look up the Haverside account this afternoon. We don’t want to drop the ball.” Seth eats while he watches me.
His attention makes my pulse thrum with giddy anticipation. I’m still not wearing panties or a bra. He and I are the only ones who know.
It’s like this kinky little secret between us while they continue to discuss business. What would the others do if they knew? My pussy clenches. I may be a little sore but I’m also horny. Just one day without intercourse shouldn’t be that difficult to do.
Lunch doesn’t take long, and soon the others are heading upstairs.
“Help me clean up, princess.” Seth’s voice draws me back.
I return to the kitchen in confusion. “I loaded the dishwasher already.”
The exterior door shuts as the others leave for the office. Seth has his sleeves rolled up. There’s a bowl on the island. He waves me over.
“Come here.”
I walk around the island to stand beside him. He lifts me to sit on the counter and releases me.
“What are we doing?” I keep my eyes on his.
That shadow of a smile lights his lips. “Making you feel good.”
I glance toward all the things he’s gathered. A towel sits next to the bowl of water with steam rising off the surface, and inside the bowl is another glass dildo. My insides clench in anticipation.
“Lie back on the island,” he says and helps me lie down. “Unbutton your blouse and lift your skirt for me.”
My fingers tremble as I work the buttons open. Apparently, I’m not working fast enough for him as his hands gather my skirt up around my waist.
“Good girl.” He spreads my legs wide and I inhale.
I want him deep inside me, not another dildo. His warmer-than-usual hand cups my pussy, and I sigh.
“Blake is right. We need to give you some recovery time.”
I want to protest but I can see their point. Not that last night was rough, but the night before—taking both Coop and Noah inside me—and Blake was rough with me in the car yesterday... All of that followed by last night’s marathon might have been a little much.
“How long are we talking?” I raise my eyebrow as our eyes meet. I don’t want them to think I can’t handle all of them.
Seth smirks as he lifts the dildo out of the water and onto a towel, drying it off. My gaze falls on it, noticing it has two ends. One end is long, smooth, and curled slightly. The other end is thicker, shorter, and bumpy. My insides blaze hotter.
He holds it against his wrist and then looks down at me. “Close your eyes, princess, and relax.”
I inhale, close my eyes, and exhale. Warmth rolls across my nipple, one then the other. I bite my lips at the low moans rising in my throat.
“Make noise, Madison. Let me hear you release that tension.”
My eyes open and find his before dropping to the erection he’s had since I entered his office this morning. “You’ll let me relieve your tension too, right?”
His smirk makes my insides tumble over each other as he rubs the warm tip against my nipple. “After I ease your sore pussy, I’m going to take your ass. Slowly.”
I bite my lip at the desire on his face. He lifts the dildo off me.
“Close your eyes.”
I shut my eyes, and warmth touches my clit as he slides the dildo between my legs. His cool breath against my nipple is my only warning before he closes over me with his surprisingly cold mouth.
I cry out at the contact as he slides an ice cube around my nipple with his tongue before drawing it back into his mouth. The warm dildo rubs on my clit, spreading my wetness around.
His mouth captures my other breast as the dildo eases into my pussy.
“Seth.” His name shudders out of me at the contrast of cold and hot. He doesn’t shift the dildo, just lets the warmth flood my insides. Meanwhile, a shiver rushes through me from the ice and his tongue against my nipple.
He draws away from me and I whimper.
“You need to take care not to let us overuse this cunt, princess.” His cold tongue sweeps over my clit, making my muscles tighten around the dildo. “You don’t know how hard it is to deny ourselves the pleasure of you now that we’ve found you.”
“I promise.” The words fall from my lips as his tongue traces my clit before he latches on and sucks with the ice still in his mouth. “Ah, fuck.”
I arch against the stone island as an orgasm rips through me.
“Shh,” Seth whispers as he licks me softly. He smooths his hand over my thigh. “Easy.”
He draws the warm dildo out and eases it back in. An aftershock ripples through me.
“Touch your breasts. Show me what you like.” His voice is low as he stands between my legs.
I don’t open my eyes as I cup my breasts and thumb my aching nipples. Tingles shoot through me.
He keeps up the slow pace of the warm dildo. “How does your cunt feel?”
My breathing hitches as he changes the angle and that curve in the dildo hits me in the right spot. “Seth... fuck.”
Words escape me as my hips mindlessly follow his stroking. I tweak my nipples and pinch them, sending bolts of fire down to combine with the blaze already wreaking havoc on my core. The sound of Seth’s belt clinking makes my breath hitch.
“Answer me, princess. How does your cunt feel?”
“Good. Ah.” I catch my breath at the change in angle as Seth shifts the dildo.
Taking hold of my ankle, he lifts it to his shoulder and then does the same to the other one. He slides my ass off the edge of the island.
“We’re going to go slow.”
I tip my head back at the first touch of his slick cock head to my asshole. We didn’t play at all with my ass last night. Now I can’t wait to feel Seth’s cock inside me.
He presses in smoothly, keeping a constant pressure as my muscles relax to let him in. Buried inside my ass, his cock twitches as he moves the dildo slightly inside me.
My fingers grasp at the slick stone beneath me, needing something to hang on to. Seth draws the dildo out of my pussy and rubs it over my clit. It’s still warm.
“How do you feel?” Seth asks, pulling back slightly before sinking in a little deeper.
Everything in me is tingling with need and want, so close to the edge.
Cupping my breasts, I press my legs on his shoulders as the dildo rubs circles on my clit. I’m beyond thought right now. I just want to be fucked any way I can get it. The way only Seth can fuck me.
“Please,” I beg, shifting my hips against him, rubbing my sensitive nerves with his cock.
“Look at me while I fuck you, princess.” Seth’s words call something deep inside of me.
I meet his darkened gaze as he gently pulls out and eases back in. My breath shudders out of me.
“What do you need?” He’s asking what I need to get off, even as he’s slowly winding me up with each slow thrust of his cock in my ass. I love when they take me hard, but right now, this is all I can take. All I want.
“Suck my breast.” I offer him one.
He leans down over me and takes my nipple into his mouth, sucking fiercely while our eyes remain locked. The dildo thuds as he puts it on the towel. Then his fingers are against my clit and sliding inside my pussy, filling me so full with his cock thrusting in and out of my ass.
He fucks my pussy and ass in time with the draws on my breast until we meld into one writhing being, striving for one more orgasm.
The wave crashes over me first, and I drag Seth under with me. He roars his release as he fills my ass with his cum. Each jerk of his cock sends an aftershock ripping through me. Even though I tighten around his fingers with my release, it doesn’t hurt. Maybe the heat did help.
His fingers slow to gentle strokes as he eases me down. His cock slides out of me, and his belt clinks as he straightens his clothes.
He lowers my legs down off his shoulders and lifts me to sit on the island. His hands cradle the back of my head as he draws me in for a kiss, not to stir more desire, but to rejoice in the craving we just fulfilled. It’s tender and warm and so fucking beautiful.
“You’re a bigger distraction than I thought you’d be.” He rests his forehead against mine and gives me a smile to let me know that fact doesn’t upset him.
“Maybe I should shower and put on panties before returning to work.” I return his smile, feeling light and happy inside. Basking in the afterglow.
He glances at his phone. “Fuck, I have a call in five minutes.”
“Go.” I press my lips to his briefly and push on his chest. “I’ll be up in ten.”
His gaze darts around the apartment.
“Seth.” I tug on his tie to return his focus to me. “I’m safe here. I’ll be locked in my room, locked in this apartment. Only accessible by the four of you. I’ll be fine.”
My words are meant to reassure him, but they’re a little for me too.
He dips his head down so our lips meet again. This time there’s a gentle longing in the kiss as he savors me. He presses his lips to mine one last time before washing his hands in the sink.
“Ten minutes.” He points at me.
“Right, boss.”
He hesitates, like he wants to come back and kiss me again. I grin as my chest fills with bubbles of delight.
“Go.” I slide off the island and shoo him away.
Finally, he makes his way out of the apartment. The door shuts behind him. I clean up our mess in the kitchen and then hurry to my shower. By the time I’m dressed, I have two minutes to spare. My phone buzzes with an alert.
Reception:
Package arrived for you at the front desk.
Weird. I grab my card and head out to the elevator. My fingers automatically go to my neck, but I didn’t wear a scarf today. The bruises have faded to a light brownish yellow and only in a few spots. It doesn’t look like someone tried to choke me to death anymore.
When I step into the lobby, it’s almost like another world. The rush and buzz of the business day swirls around me. Everyone is in a hurry.
It’s so easy to sink into the fantasy that it’s just me and the guys. But there’s this whole world outside our doors that wouldn’t appreciate what we’ve found together. The appeal of keeping to ourselves isn’t hard to accept.
A little happy sigh works through me. This is the part I love about working in a huge company. I pass the normal elevator banks and reach the receptionist desk.
The receptionist is on the phone while a person waits for her on the other side of the card-accessible area. She notices me and, with a roll of her eyes, points to a white box wrapped with a silver ribbon.
I lift what seems like a garment box and return to the elevator. Did Seth get me another outfit? I already have more clothes than I could wear over the next year. Even so, my heart pounds with excitement as the elevator climbs to the top floor.
Presents aren’t something I’m used to. Growing up, we didn’t have extra money for things that weren’t useful. I’m not used to feeling spoiled, but I love that they want to spoil me. That Seth wants to spoil me.
When the elevator arrives, I walk to my desk and set the box down. My gaze goes to Seth’s closed door. Should I ask first? He’s on a call. He didn’t give it to me directly, so I should just open it.
I unwrap the ribbon and take the lid off. Cold sweeps through me as I stare at the contents. A scream fills my ears.
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