Chapter 4
Chapter Four
M allory emerges from the bathroom, her pulse still racing from their encounter. She can barely concentrate on anything as her thoughts are consumed by Sebastian. She longs to voice her frustrations, but her position as his personal assistant leaves her feeling powerless.
Sebastian, seated at his imposing desk, glances up as she returns to stand in front of him. His dark eyes bore into her, and she shivers under his intense gaze. Without a word, he beckons her closer, his voice low and commanding.
"Mallory." He purrs her name, making her knees weak. "I have some paperwork that needs immediate attention. And those emails, don't forget them."
Her heart sinks. She wants so much more from him than just menial tasks, but she dares not speak. Not right now, not with everything so new. Instead she gathers her scraps of dignity and, with a nod, moves to his side, her fingers trembling as she picks up the scattered papers on his desk.
As she begins sorting through the documents, her mind wanders back to their earlier encounter.
The way he had teased her, igniting a fire within her that begged for release.
But he hasn't taken her virginity yet, hasn't fully touched her body like she yearns for him to.
The anticipation is driving her wild, and she can't help but steal a glance at him, wondering if today will finally be the day.
Then she wonders if she can handle it today. Her knees feel raw from the carpet she’d been kneeling on, her throat aches, and her lips are swollen. But her pussy is still wet and she wants to fill his dick there, taking her hard and fast, until she comes undone.
Sebastian, ever perceptive, notices her distraction. He leaned closer, his warm breath grazing her ear. "Focus, Mallory," he murmurs, sending shivers down her spine. "And perhaps, if you do well, I'll reward you later."
The long day at the office finally draws to a close. Mallory's fingers are tired from typing emails and filing papers, but her mind buzzes with anticipation as she gathers her things. She can't help but wonder if Sebastian will follow through on his promise.
Just as she is about to leave, her phone buzzes with a message. Sebastian's name flashes on the screen, and her heart skips a beat. With trembling hands, she taps to open the message.
Mallory, my office. Now.
Her pulse quickens as she makes her way to Sebastian's office. When she enters, he is standing by the window, looking out at the city lights. The dimly lit room seems to shimmer with an air of anticipation.
Sebastian turns to face her, his eyes dark and intense. "You've been a good girl today," he says in that low, commanding voice of his.
Mallory swallows hard, her desire for him burning even hotter. She nods, unable to find her voice.
He steps closer, closing the distance between them, and his hand gently cups her cheek. "And good girls deserve rewards," he whispers.
With that, Mallory’s pussy flooded with desire.
He leans down, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss. The electricity between them ignites, and Mallory responds eagerly, her body melting into his embrace. Their tongues dance, building the flames higher and leaving them both breathless.
Sebastian's hands explores her body slowly, and Mallory shivers at his touch. He breaks the kiss, his gaze locked onto hers.
"Undress for me, Mallory," he commands, his voice husky with desire.
Her heart races as she obeys, slowly peeling off her clothes until she stands before him, exposed and vulnerable. He drinks in the sight of her with hunger in his eyes, his desire palpable.
"You're mine," he says possessively, his voice a promise of things to come. "I will give you pleasure. I will tell you when to come. Do you understand?" he asks, pushing her until her body is against his closed office door.
He slaps her breasts, gently at first and then harder each time. The increasing sting causes her pussy to flood with more juices. She wants to beg him for more, but she can't. She can’t find the breath to speak.
His fingers trace light patterns over her belly and down her inner thigh. "What's your safe word?"
"Peach," she manages to gasp out.
He slaps her pussy.
"Sir,” she quickly adds.
He slaps her pussy again. "Always so eager. So wet for me."
Mallory moans in pained pleasure as his slaps intensify.
"Go ahead, say your safe word and this all stops."
She shakes her head no. She doesn't want any of this to stop. Not now, not ever.
"Good girl," he murmurs, slapping her pussy once more.
He takes a step back, his eyes traveling over her body. "I'm going to taste your pussy now and I’m not going to stop." His promise is dark and makes her tremble.
Reaching behind her, he locks his office door. He goes to his knees before her and buries his face in her pussy, inhaling. "Fucking vanilla," he murmurs before closing his lips over her clit and sucking hard.
Mallory whimpers, pleasure exploding within her. It’s too much. Her fingers dig into the door as he flicks his tongue back and forth. Her thighs clenched as a long, low moan leaves her mouth. God, she’s close. She’s so close.
He uses his hands to spread her even more, revealing the wetness dripping from her pussy. "You taste like pure sin, little peach." His dark voice sends a chill down her spine.
His tongue continues to flick against her clit as he slips two fingers inside her pussy and begins to fuck her that way.
They curl around a spot just inside and make Mallory gasp in pleasure.
She’s never felt this sensation so strongly before and she knows she isn't going to be able to hold back her orgasm.
The waves build until she’s sobbing at the top of her lungs, “please please please”a tearful cry as he takes her over the edge, her pussy gushing over his fingers.
Eyes rolling into the back of her head, she slumps against the door.
Her knees are weak, and she’s afraid she’ll slip right to the floor.
"Go lay on my couch." His voice is hard, demanding instant obedience.
Is he going to punish her now? She isn't sure if she wants it or not. Part of her is already turned on by the thought of him spanking her ass, and part of her dreads the pain that will follow.
Quickly she lies on his couch and waits for him to make another demand. His hard body covers hers with his just before his lips claim hers in a bruising kiss. She can taste herself on his lips and that’s so fucking hot. Moaning, she bucks her hips to meet his.
His cock is hard and throbbing. Mallory knows he wants this just as much as she does.
"You came without permission, little peach. Now I must punish you." Standing quickly, he removes his belt.
A chill washes over her. "Wh-what are you going to do?"