7. Graham #2
“My seductress. My…whatever you want to call it. You can be my little whore…if that turns you on.” I’m careful with my words, and whatever I’m saying, she seems just as intoxicated by it as I am.
She takes a step forward and I wrap my other hand around her other thigh and turn my chair to face her.
“I’m scared,” she admits in a whisper, and I know it’s true. It’s so fucking obvious.
“We could use a safe word,” I suggest quickly and then take a deep steadying breath. “If either of us want to stop.”
I take the moment, pulling her toward me and she straddles me like the good girl she is. Her scent is intoxicating, and her breasts rise and fall with each breath she takes. Maddie tips her head back, making the line of her neck irresistible.
I press a kiss there, then lick over it. “And when it’s like this, then a safe word is a good idea.”
“Like what?” she questions.
“Intense like this.”
She lets out a soft sound when I suck at her neck.
I whisper at the shell of her ear. “When two people who...who like to make deals with each other. When I want to call you my little whore and tell you to crawl to me. When you want me to spoil you. Which, my little seductress, I desperately want to do.”
“Like a sugar daddy?” she questions, humor on her lips but her brow is pinched.
“I don’t love the name of it. I’d prefer for you to simply be my…my toy, my plaything, my whore—as you suggested. Do you like any of them?”
“I love all of them,” she admits, and I press a kiss to her lips. Slow. Savoring every pounding heartbeat between us.
“You could break me so easily and I…I know…” Her eyes beseech me and I know this is what’s holding her back. This is what’s kept her from me.
“There’s a power imbalance I will admit, but a safe word will be helpful.
Especially if we are playing this game with boundaries neither of us have pushed before,” I suggest. “I’ve never told anyone to crawl to me,” I tell her as I unbuckle my belt.
“I’ve never called anyone a little whore,” I admit and sweep my thumb over her bottom lip.
“I’ve never done anything with anyone else like I’ve done with you. ”
“I haven’t either,” she tells me, and I believe her.
“So we need a safe word,” I tell her. “That way, we’re both safe. We know when to get closer and when to”—I brush a kiss over the curve of her jaw—“and when to back off.”
“Mmm. That’s a good idea. I agree.” She says as her hands find the back of my neck and she lets her head fall back, moving her breasts to my lips.
Fuck, I’m hit with a wave of her perfume.
My little seductress could be playing me and I wouldn’t even fucking care.
I’ll get everything I want from her and she’ll get everything she wants from me.
“Do you really think it’s a good idea?”
“Yes. But what word?” she asks in return.
She’ll have to take the lead on that one, because I’ve thought of plenty of things I’d like to say to her, and none of them mean stop . They all mean come live in my penthouse. Stop going places where I can’t see you. Let me possess you, and I swear I’ll take care of everything.
“I intend to fulfill my desires with this arrangement,” I tell her. “So I suggest you choose a word you will remember, and one you’ll use if you aren’t interested in my suggestions.”
The tension is thick and hot, and I can see the wheels turning as she thinks of a word.
All the while I kiss over the line of her shoulder.
The neckline of this dress is demure, office-appropriate, but there’s enough skin showing to make me hot as hell.
It’s like she’s inviting me to imagine her body underneath.
Luckily, I don’t have to guess. I know. I knead her ass as I wait, and she gasps the sweetest sound.
Gorgeous. Perfect.
I get lost in thinking about what her tits look like and forget she’s choosing a safe word for both of us.
“Maybe something like...”
I go back to kissing her neck, and Maddie’s entire body responds. She writhes against me, begging to be fucked.
“Think, my little temptress. I need to know that word.”
“Temptress,” she says and her eyes light with mischievousness. “I like that.”
I nuzzle into her neck, commanding her to come up with a word. “What word is going to tell me to stop?” My temptress.
“Red,” she says.
“Red?” I kiss her just to see if I can taste the word on her lips. I can’t. She’s much sweeter.
“Red.” She breathes. “It’s simple and easy.”
“Before we start, is there anything you don’t want? Anything I’ve said that you aren’t interested in. Crawling, being available anytime…anything?”
“Only when I’m here?” she says although it’s a question. “Like I’m available when I’m here, but if I’m out with my friends?—”
“When you’re here or at preplanned times,” I counter.
“If I’m here…in the building…at any time.”
“Your pussy is available for me to fuck, as is your ass and your lips.”
“My ass…I haven’t…I haven’t done that before.”
“I can go slow. Or is that a ‘red’ situation?”
She thinks a moment and once again that spark shines in her eyes. “I think I want to try it.”
“And if you change your mind, you say red.”
She nods. “Right. I can do that.”
“I know you can,” I tell her and rock my hips, rubbing my cock against her cunt.
“I’ve never done this before,” she tells me again.
“I haven’t either but we can take it slow and find the arrangement that works. Right now though, I am more than ready for you to show me how much you want this.”
She wastes no time, her hands fly over the buttons of my shirt, popping them open one by one.
I don’t take the dress off. I want to fuck her in it.
She spreads her thighs over mine. I can’t get my cock out fast enough, and the second I do, Maddie sinks down on it with a sigh.
I keep my hands in her hair and let her work her silk-covered pussy over my shaft.
“Don’t fucking tease me.” I groan and her eyes spark. “Give me what I want.”
“Yes, Sir,” she says, and it ignites a deep pleasure inside of me.
This is everything I want. She is everything I’ve been missing.
Fuck, her cunt is heaven. She rides me with her hands gripped to my shoulders and nothing but pleasure written on her face. Her lips find mine and she moans, and it’s everything I need.
She’s slow at first and I can tell there’s something she’s holding back.
Maddie murmurs as she rides me. “I’ve thought about you every day that I’ve been in the office.
I tried…I don’t know.” I thrust up and she gasps.
“I tried to stay away, thinking it would be better somehow. It’s not right to have sex for rent money.
” Her face is an even deeper red. “I shouldn’t have asked you in the first place. But I want it.”
“There’s not a damn thing wrong with this,” I tell her and pump my hips again, forcing a beautiful, tortured sound from her lips. Her dress rides up her hips, showing her bare skin.
She grinds down on me and her eyes go half lidded as her clit rubs against me.
With one hand on her neck and the other on her hip, I help her fuck me harder and deeper. Her blunt nails dig into my shoulders as the pleasure gets the best of her.
She sinks down again and again on my cock, her pussy clenching until I reach between us and give her some contact on her clit. She throws her head back and lets out a soft, sexy moan, her dress hitching up higher on her waist as she comes undone.
I let her ride me, using me to get her off until my own release is too much to hold back. Maddie moves her hips in small circles while I fill her with my own release. My head is full of ways that I could mark her.
Every little sordid thing we can do. And the things I can give her that would tempt her to stay for as long as I want.
I kiss her before my mouth can run away with me. Maddie kisses me back, her body still hot around me. I kiss her slower until her breathing slows down, too, but Maddie stays where she is instead of getting up.
She runs her fingers through my hair. It’s a soft touch, intimate like we’re actually together, and I let myself indulge in the fantasy for a minute. This is the perfect arrangement.
It doesn’t take long for her climb off, and I help her steady herself.
Her eyes find mine and a question lingers there.
“Tell me,” I say easily. I’m sure she has questions. Fuck, even I have questions racing in the back of my mind.
“When you say all the time…” she asks. “That I’m available all the time.”
Yes. All the time. Every second. Every minute. She should be in my office, under my desk, all day until it’s time to go back to the penthouse.
“What about it?”
“There will be times when I just want to be alone or I…”
Her hesitation is clear and the one thing I’m not going to do is lose her before it’s even begun.
“Once a week at least.” It’s so much less than I want, but it’s the only thing I can say to her right now.
If I told Maddie the truth, it would go badly.
It would be too much for her, and she’d run.
Or she’d like it too much, and when it crashed and burned we’d both be taken down with it.
“And...if you’re in need, I’m the one you’ll come to. ”
“If I’m in need,” she repeats quietly.
“If you need to be touched, you call me.” I take a hand off her waist and stroke her hair. “If you need to be fucked, you call me. If you wake up in the middle of the night and can’t sleep, call me, and I’ll make you come until you can.”
“What about...” She tilts her head to the side, thinking. “If another window breaks?”
“Don’t break your windows on purpose.”
“I didn’t do it on purpose last time.”
“I don’t care if it’s a broken window or a needy pussy. You call me. Only me. Nobody else.”
Her eyes come back to mine and her lips part. I can tell she wants to ask me whether this goes both ways. She’ll want to know if I’m fucking anyone else, and if I’m allowed to call in other women whenever I need.
“And you will be the only one I see for my needs as well,” I tell her to ease any worries and then kiss her. I keep my eyes open and watch as she closes hers. Good girl.
I don’t want any other woman. I don’t want my hands on anyone else. I don’t want to be inside anyone else. “And if you need anything else. A dress, a dinner out…anything. You’ll let me know.”
Maddie closes her lips, a smile curving the corners of them. I trace her bottom lip with the pad of my thumb. It sends another throb to my cock, though I’ve just fucked her.
That’s how much I want her.
“We have a deal,” she says.
“I like it when you call me Sir,” I tell her.
Her lips form a tempting smile as she looks up at me with a devilish and playful spark in her eyes. “We have a deal, Sir.”