Chapter 26
Chapter Twenty-Six
O n their last day in Paris, Sebastian informs her they will spend half of it in the office working. Mallory feels disappointed. It's the last day and she wanted to roam the streets, but she remembers the beautiful day she and Sebastian shared.
It's been a couple of days since they have seen Grant. He left the hotel that morning and Mallory hasn't seen him, nor has Sebastian mentioned him.
Has something changed between her and Sebastian or is she reading more into the situation than what is there? Mallory returns to the office with the lunch Sebastian ordered.
"Come in," Sebastian calls out as Mallory knocks on the door.
She enters, surprise flashing on her face when she spots Grant sitting across from Sebastian.
"Hello, Mallory." There is a twinkle in his eye.
"Hello, Mr. Stevens." Mallory sets the take out bag on the conference table for Sebastian.
"I ordered enough for you," Sebastian says before Grant can ask.
They must really know each other. Mallory thinks of turning to face them.
"If you need anything just let me know," she states, turning to leave.
"Take your hair down." The order comes from Grant.
"Excuse me?" Mallory turns towards him. Had she heard him right?
"Take your hair down, my sweet pet. I think I can speak for both of us when I say we like it better down."
Mallory glances at Sebastian who only nods his head.
"Yes, Daddy." She speaks while undoing her bun.
"Undress," Grant continues.
When she hesitates, she feels the hum of the sex toy come on. Sebastian has made her wear this daily, driving her crazy without release for the last two days. Who does that? Apparently he does.
Grant is sitting back in the chair, legs spread in invitation as his eyes never leave her body.
"Undress." This time it is Sebastian who makes the demand.
She lowers the side zipper of her skirt and lets it fall to her feet, revealing her nakedness underneath. She slowly unbuttons the red silk blouse before slipping it off, followed by her red lace bra.
"Keep the heels on." Grant gestures towards her red pumps.
"Turn around and bend over," Sebastian orders.
She complies, afraid if she doesn't she will get bent over and spanked.
"You're very wet, little peach," Sebastian states, pleasure dripping from his voice.
"Yes, sir," Mallory answers.
"Grant would like to play with you again. Are you okay if he does?"
"Are you okay with it, sir?" She can feel her knees begin to wobble in her position.
"You wouldn't be naked right now if I wasn't."
"Yes, sir."
"Yes, sir what?"
"Yes, sir, Daddy may play with me."
"You may stand and turn around."
Mallory slowly rises up and turns to face them. "Are you going to play as well, sir?"
"No, but I am going to watch."
"You will address only me now."
"Yes, Daddy." Mallory turns her attention to Grant.
"Spread your legs wide, pet." She obeys. "Take your toy out of your pussy and clean it with your mouth."
Reaching between her legs, she removes the buzzing toy. Bringing it to her mouth, she begins to suck her own juices off of it. Grant is watching her with hooded eyes.
"Come here."
On shaky legs she walks to him, stealing a glance at Sebastian. He is seated behind his desk watching them, an unreadable expression on his face. She wishes she knew him well enough to know what he is thinking.
Stopping before Grant, she waits for his next order.
"Hand me the toy." Mallory hands it over in anticipation. "Spread your legs for me."
When she does she feels the intense vibration on her inner thigh.
"You will not come without my permission. Understand?"
"Yes, Daddy." Gasping, she holds out a moan as the vibration touches her clit.
It’s been two days since she’s had an orgasm and she isn't sure how much she can hold back right now. Biting her lip, she wills the orgasm away as he moves the vibrator down her slit and slips it inside her pussy.
Mallory wants to hold onto his shoulders, but he hasn't given her permission to touch him. As he slips the toy out she feels relief and need at the same time. She had been so close to orgasm.
"On your knees."
Lowering herself to the floor, she keeps her eyes on him.
"Take my dick out." He is leaning back in the chair once again with his legs spread open.
Hands shaking, she reaches for his pants. She’s trying to calm her nerves as his dick springs free from his pants. Her mouth waters with need.
"Suck me."
Without hesitation she leans forward and takes his cock into her mouth. Her head slowly bobs up and down as she takes more of him into her mouth as she relaxes.
"Oh, fuck yes." Grant exhales loudly. "Just like that, pet," he encourages.
Grant continues to fuck her mouth with his cock, gaging her as he tugs at one of her nipples.
"When I come in your pretty mouth, you are to swallow every drop. Do you understand?"
She nods her head, her eyes meeting his in understanding. "If so much as a drop leaves your mouth I will spank your ass so hard you won't be able to sit for a week."
Shuttering in a breath, Mallory focuses on Grant's words. Would it really be so bad? At least she would be reminded of him and their time together in Paris.
Grabbing the sides of her face, he holds her still as he pumps in and out of her mouth. "Fuck," he groans as his cum squirts into her mouth.
With a sense of pride Mallory watches Grant, waiting. She did as he said. She swallowed it all. Is he going to let her come now?
"On the table." He gestures to the conference table.
Quickly she stands and walks to the table on shaky legs. She wonders if he will fuck her this way. To her surprise he pulls her ass to the edge of the table and pulls up a seat. Without a word he buries his head between her legs and sucks her clit into his mouth.
"Ah-" Mallory bucks off the table. The sensations are both rough and sensitive at the same time.
"Wider, little peach. I want to see your juices cover his face," Sebastian instructs.
Her eyes on Sebastian, she opens her legs wider for him. "Good girl," he murmurs his approval.
Feeling a vibration against her pussy lips almost sends her over the edge.
"Please, Daddy, may I come?"
"Not yet," he warns, slipping against her clit as his tongue fucks her.
"Please, oh, god." She is panting and squirming under him.
Grant abruptly pulls away. "I am going to fuck you now, sweet pet. I want you to remain still."
Mallory watches him stand at the edge of the table, his dick hard once again. Without warning he slams into her pussy. It takes everything in her to remain still as he continues to pump in and out of her.
"When you come you are not to utter a sound...is that understood?"
"Yes, Daddy."
But how is she going to be quiet? The pleasure and the sensations are too much for her to handle. When Grant places the vibrator on her clit again, she can feel the orgasm coming faster.
"Please, Daddy!"
"Yes. Come for me, pet."
Slapping her hands over her mouth, her body begins to shake and convulse in orgasm as her climax takes over. She tightens around Grant. “That’s it baby girl, milk my cock with your pleasure.”
"Fuck, fuck...yes." He groans before stilling inside her with his own orgasm.
Moments tick by, and Grant is still buried inside of Mallory. Sebastian is still at his desk. Mallory is trying to control her breathing.
"You are so beautiful, pet. You did very well," Grant assures her, finally moving away from her. "Don't move."
He disappears and Mallory can't help but wonder what he is doing now.
When he returns he has a warm washcloth and cleans her.
She can feel her cheeks flush as she looks away from him.
Why does she get so embarrassed by these intimate moments after what they do together? She will never understand it.
Grant helps her stand and dress into her clothing. "It has been my pleasure." He kisses the back of her hand.
"Why does this feel like a goodbye?" Mallory glances from him to Sebastian then back again.
"I will see you again. Sebastian and I travel in the same circles, but I live here in Paris. You guys will be returning home tomorrow."
Mallory feels a mix of emotions as Grant leaves. She can't help but feel a sense of longing and sadness at the thought of not seeing him again. She makes her way back to Sebastian's office, her mind racing with thoughts about their encounter.
Sebastian is deep in thought when Mallory returns, seemingly unaware of the impact Grant's presence had on her. "Are you alright?" he asks, finally noticing her pensive expression.
"Yes, sir. Just...processing," Mallory replies smoothly, trying to hide her jumbled emotions.
Sebastian's gaze lingers on her for a moment before he finally speaks, his voice low and deliberate. "You did well, Mallory. You showed great restraint and obedience."
Her cheeks flush at the praise, a small smile tugging at her lips. She knows that Sebastian is proud of her, but she can't help feeling inadequate in comparison to the connection she’d experienced with Grant.
"Thank you, sir," she murmurs, looking down at her hands.
Sebastian stands up from his desk, moving closer to her. Mallory can feel the heat radiating from his body, the intensity of his gaze. "Mallory, I want you to remember this experience. Your pleasure, your submission, your strength. It is all a part of who you are."
She looks up at him, her eyes filling with tears. "Thank you, sir," she whispers, her voice shaking slightly.
“Now, we must return to our hotel and pack, our flight leaves early in the morning.”