A night of rapture and p.., p.8
A Night Of Rapture and Pride, page 8
Moving my chair to the side, I pat my lap again. “Sit.”
He takes a few shaky steps before placing his hands on the armrest, using it to support him as he straddles my lap.
When his tight ass hits my cock, my eyes close as a groan escapes my lips.
Opening my eyes again, I run my hands up his thighs. “I wanna get something straight.”
“O-okay?” he says, his voice a low whisper as his eyes dart back and forth between mine.
“You are mine. If I want to bend you over my desk and fuck your tight ass, I’m going to. Do you understand?”
He shivers, his eyes fluttering closed as he rocks his ass against my stiff length.
I don’t want to just use Tanner for my pleasure, he’s worth so much more. But I can’t think about anything other than living in the moment right now.
I’m not a relationship kind of man. I might never be, but I can’t have this tempting, sexy as sin man around me all the time, only looking but not touching. It’s near impossible.
So if he’s willing to pick up where we left off from that night at the club, I’m not going to look a gift horse in the mouth.
He could say no, he could get off of me right now and tell me he won't do as I ask. I’d never blackmail him, he has his out if he really wanted to. But he goes nowhere, makes no attempt at moving, at telling me no.
“Yes, Sir.” He nods his head, opening his eyes again. His damn blue eyes. He makes it so hard to concentrate.
“I need you to understand something. What we did at the club, it was something words can’t describe. I wouldn’t change it for the world. But outside those walls, my life is very different.”
“I know.” His chest rises and falls as he breathes a little quicker. “I thought you didn’t want anything to do with me in... well, this way after that night,” he says, casting his eyes down.
“I use the club as my escape. I’ve been there tons of times before, but never have I met someone I’d like to see outside the club. That is, until I met you. I’ve never been with someone more than once. But there’s something addicting about you, Tanner Morrow. And I want more. I’m sorry for being an asshole.”
“Really?” he asks, his smile brightening.
“I’m not looking for anything serious, but I like you, Tanner. What do you say? Do you want to be... friends with benefits? Is that what the kids are calling it these days?”
Tanner laughs. “Something like that.”
“I won't be with anyone else. And you will not look at or touch another man,” I tell him with a low growl, narrowing my eyes at him.
“Okay,” he says. Just like that, he’s mine... for now.
“We need to be careful around the office. Keep things professional. No pleasure at work. Understood?”
A grin fills his face as he rocks on my cock, pulling a groan from me. “Yes... Sir,” he says in a breathy tone.
“You're going to be the death of me, boy,” I mutter, giving his ass a smack. He whimpers and my cock twitches. I’m seconds away from bending him over my desk and taking his ass.
There's a knock at the door that has Tanner jumping out of my lap like his ass is on fire.
“Sir, I’m ready to show Mr. Morrow around, if you’d like,” Lacy says through the door.
“That woman always did have bad timing,” I grumble, standing up from my chair. I straighten my navy suit and fix my hair before stepping around the desk.
“Ah, Bash...” Tanner says, a hint of amusement in his voice. His eye goes to my dick. Looking down, I see my cock pressing against my pants and sigh.
“I’m not getting rid of this anytime soon,” I say, looking at him as I raise a brow. “This is your fault.”
“Sorry?” he says, trying not to grin.
“I’m sure you are,” I say, reaching into my slacks and pulling my cock up to tuck it into my waist band then button up my jacket to make sure everything is covered. “Better?”
“I liked what I was seeing before,” he says, giving me a cheeky grin. This one’s going to keep me on my toes for sure.
“How did you make yours go down so fast?” I ask him, looking at his crotch. He was hard as a rock just a minute ago.
“Think of naked grandmas, that always does the trick.” He chuckles as he heads toward the door.
I watch him greet Lacy and leave. I stand there, mulling over his words. Then the images of old naked wrinkly ladies pop into my mind and I shudder with repulsion, feeling my dick shrink back into my body. Guess it does do the trick.
Chapter 10
Tanner
This isn’t how I expected my week to go. I thought I’d be deep into an exciting new job. But when Sebastian told me that the new expansion to the company project was being put on hold, my stomach dropped. For a brief moment, I thought this was it. I was going to lose my job, my apartment, everything.
And then when he offered the position as his personal assistant, I was shocked for a moment. It’s not Junior Editor, but it was still a job. Not to mention the fact I would still be working for Bash and spending time with him. So I took the job. It would have been foolish not to. It’s not like I had much of a choice.
He was right about one thing, there are tons to do, a hell of a lot more than there would be with the Junior Editor position.
When I’m not making phone calls, I’m answering them. I was hoping to see more of Bash, but he’s so busy, he’s hardly been in his office all week. Meeting after meeting and the only time I do see him is in the morning when I get in and brief him on what is to be expected for the day, when I bring him his lunch, and at the end of the day.
The way he looks at me when I walk into the room always makes my cock hard in seconds. The sexual tension is suffocating.
But he hasn’t touched me since he told me to sit on his lap. When he told me he was wrong for brushing me off that night. That he couldn’t get enough of me and he wanted more.
I want him so fucking bad, it’s driving me insane. I don’t think I’ve jerked off so much in my life than I have since my life-altering night with Bash. To be around him and not be able to have him is torture.
He wants me just as badly. I can tell by the way his eyes devour me anytime we’re in the same room together. I’m surprised no one has gotten suspicious because I don’t think he is capable of holding back the effect I have on him.
“Oh, what do you have there?” Peter asks me as I step out of the elevator. Peter has been trying to get to know me better. I’m not sure if he just wants to be friends or more, and as sweet as he is, I’ve been giving him the cold shoulder. He’s not a bad guy, but Bash doesn’t like the idea of me being around Peter.
If Peter and I were already friends outside work, I would have told Bash that he couldn’t ask that of me. I’d never give up a good friend because a man told me to.
But this is work, and I’d like to keep my personal life and work life separate. Although anything to do with Bash is an expectation, always.
“Just lunch for Mr. Fitzgerald.” I say, giving him a tight smile as I hold up the coffee and sandwich. Peter walks with me as I head toward Sebastian’s office.
“So I’ve been meaning to ask you something,” he says and my nerves spike. Please don’t ask me out.
“Oh, yeah?” I ask.
“Yeah, I was wond—” He gets cut off by Bash’s harsh bark.
“Tanner!”
My gaze snaps over to a very angry but sexy as hell man standing in his office door. “Fuck,” I hiss under my breath.
The death glare he’s sending Peter both thrills and scares the shit out of me.
“Ahh, I’ll talk to you later,” Peter says before turning around and heading the way we came.
“My office, now,” Bash orders.
A shudder up my spine has me rushing to obey. I slip past him, holding my breath as he stares daggers at me.
When I’m inside, he slams the door and locks it. I jump a little as I set the stuff down on the counter of his little kitchenette. “I’m sorry, he was just–” Bash grabs me by the shirt and shoves me up against the wall. My words are cut off by his mouth crashing to mine. I moan as he licks the seam of my lips, parting them for me before diving his tongue in and ravishing my mouth.
“You’ve been a bad boy, Tanner,” he growls against my lips, grinding his hard cock against my belly. I moan as my breathing picks up, my own dick goes rod straight. “I thought I told you to stay away from him.”
“We were only talking,” I say, my eyes finding his.
“I don’t like seeing you with other men, Tanner. It drives me fucking mad. You’re mine. Mine to fuck, mine to taste, mine to bend any which way I see fit.”
“Bash.” I whimper, my cock leaking pre-cum.
“Do you know how hard it’s been seeing you every day? Having you so fucking close but just out of reach.” I just about die when he grabs a handful of my hair and rips my head to the side and licks up my neck. “I can’t hold back anymore. I know we said not at work, but fuck it,” he snarls before kissing me hard and dirty.
I melt against him, not caring where we are, only wanting him. “I need you,” he growls.
“Then take me,” I beg.
With an animalistic sound, he grabs me by the arm and pulls me toward his desk. Spinning me around, he bends me over it. “Stay like this and be a good boy for me, Tanner. We need to be quiet. No one can know what we're doing in here. Can you do that for me, baby boy?” he asks.
“Yes.” I nod frantically.
“That’s my good boy. Now take your pants off.”
Still bent over, I bring my hands under me and undo my pants, pulling them down over my ass, boxers and all.
“Fuck,” Bash hisses, the sounds of his own pants being undone make my cock twitch. “I’ve missed this ass,” he says, caressing both cheeks before his hand comes down hard, sending a cracking noise through the room. I whimper, sucking in a breath as I bite the inside of my cheek to hold back from crying out.
“Bash,” I moan desperately. My cock is leaking pre-cum onto his desk, my balls aching to be emptied and my ass begging to be filled by his marvelous cock.
“Shhh,” Sebastian coos as he rubs the sting away. “I got you.”
There’s some rustling behind me for a moment before I feel Bash part my cheeks. “This hole is going to look so fucking good stuffed with my cock.” He chuckles. I whimper as I feel something cool drip down my crack before Bash’s fingers slip past my tight hole. “That’s it, baby, let me in.”
I sigh in pleasure as he starts to move his fingers in and out slowly, scissoring them as he preps me. “Please,” I beg, his fingers nowhere near enough.
“You want my cock, baby boy?” he says, a dark edge to his voice. “I must warn you, I haven’t been with anyone since you. I’m full of pent-up sexual frustration and I plan on taking it out on your tight, pretty ass.”
Fuck! Hearing him say that he hasn’t been with anyone else since that night and his dirty words almost have me cumming.
“Fuck me hard and fast, Bash. Just the way I like it.” I just need him in me before I fucking explode.
He removes his fingers and a second later, they’re replaced by the blunt tip of his cock. “Relax, Tanner,” he says, rubbing a hand up my back.
I take a deep breath and then he’s pushing inside me. There’s no inching in, no taking it slow. I revel in the burn as his cock stretches me wide. “Oh god,” I moan, trying to keep my voice down.
“Quiet,” he growls, slapping my ass. “Or I’m going to have to gag you.”
Why does that just turn me on more?
Sebastian grips my hips, pinning me to the desk as he pulls all the way out before slamming back in. The masculine noises that leave him just add fuel to my fire. I love that I make him feel unhinged.
“So fucking tight,” he grunts, his hips snapping, making the whole desk shake. “I wish you could see this, Tanner. The way my cock slides in and out of you, like it was fucking made for this ass.”
I moan, my eyes rolling back as he hits my sweet spot over and over again.
He starts to pick up his pace, and it seems like he’s forgotten to keep his voice down as he starts to grunt and groan, fucking me harder and faster. “Fuck. Fuck, I missed this,” he hisses as he grabs a handful of my hair, wrenching my head back as he uses his other hand to pin me down just above my ass.
My mind is spinning, my body igniting with pleasure. So fucking good. Too fucking good because with my cock trapped between me and the desk and the movement of him thrusting into me, it’s providing me the perfect friction I need, pushing me closer to the edge.
“Gonna cum,” I pant out, squeezing my eyes shut as I grip the side of the desk, holding on as Bash pounds into me.
“Don’t you dare fucking,” he warns. “I want every last fucking drop for myself.” He slaps my ass hard and I cry out.
This man, this man is my undoing, and I don’t even care. I wish his cock could live inside my ass. So damn good.
“I’m trying not to,” I whimper. “It’s hard. Fuck, you feel too good.”
I feel like a rag doll as he fucks me like a savage. The desk is moving too much, making things start to fall off.
“Gonna cum,” he growls.
I turn my head just in time to watch him fall over the edge. The way he stills, his eyes close, his lips parting as a manly growl-like groan leaves him. His cock twitches inside me, filling me with his hot release.
“Fucking hell,” he says when he’s done. He pulls out and slaps my ass, taking a seat back in his chair. “Sit up on the desk,” he demands.
My mind is still hazy, high on the magic he has over my body. With shaky legs, I get up and turn around, my cock hanging between my legs, dripping for him as I sit down on his desk.
His cock is still out, wet with his cum, his pants around his ankles as he looks me over like a starved wolf. He licks his lips when he looks at my cock.
“Is that for me?” he asks as he scoots his chair closer.
“Yes,” I whimper with a nod.
“I can’t leave my baby boy wanting now, can I?” he asks, a wicked grin taking over his face as he grips my cock. He licks the tip like an ice cream cone and moans. “So sweet,” he says before sucking the head of my cock into his mouth.
“Oh, fuck.” I hiss as I try to thrust up, but he has me held down as he leans his arms over my legs, trapping me to the desk.
“Now now,” he tsks. “That’s not being a good boy. Stay still so Daddy can suck your cock.”
He takes me all the way in and fucking swallows around me. “I’m not going to last long if you keep doing that.” I gasp, my eyes rolling back as my nails dig into the wood of this desk.
He swallows around me a few more times before slowly dragging his teeth up my cock. The roughness sends a shiver through my body. “It’s not about stamina right now, Tanner. It’s about how fast I can get you to blow your load into my mouth.”
“Dear god,” I hiss as he takes me in again. He sucks hard, bobbing his head up and down. His hot, wet mouth feels so good. I’m already hovering on the edge, I’m going to cum any moment. My moans become louder and louder. I’m not able to keep quiet, no matter how much I bite my lip to stop the sounds.
With my cock still in his mouth, he doesn’t skip a beat as he unties his tie. He balls it up and holds it to my mouth. Understanding what he wants me to do, I open my mouth and he shoves it in, using it as a gag.
He goes back to driving me fucking mad. Sucking and swallowing like a fucking god. And when he takes two fingers, and sticks them in my ass, pushing the cum that’s been leaking out back in, I can’t take it anymore.
My muffled scream fills the room as my cock starts to spasm in his mouth. He growls as his throat works, sucking down every last drop of cum that shoots down it.
I collapse against the desk, my chest heaving as I try to catch my breath. By far my favorite day at work.
“You listen so well.” He kisses my inner thighs. “Now that I had my lunch, I’m afraid it’s time to go back to work,” he says, giving me a smirk.
“How the hell am I supposed to focus on anything after that?” I chuckle as he leans over me. He gives me a soft kiss that has my heart fucking melting.
“You can do it. Now, put your impressive dick away and get back to work.”
We both pull our pants up and do our best to try to look like we didn’t just have sex in his office.
“Ahh, maybe don’t let anyone in here for a while.” I look, sniffing. “It reeks of sex.”
He chuckles, running a hand through his hair. “Might be a good idea.”
I nod, giving him a smile, and turn to leave, only to have him grab my arm and pull me back to him. “You forgot something,” he says.
“What?” I whisper. Being this close to him, our mouths inches apart and the way he’s looking at me has my heart going wild in my chest.
“This,” he says, giving me a hard but passionate kiss that has me melting into a puddle of goo. “Now go.” He breaks the kiss and slaps me on the ass.
I’m on cloud nine. The stupid grin on my face becomes a permanent fixture for the rest of the day.
Chapter 11
Sebastian
Hiring Tanner to be my assistant was both a bad and a fucking perfect idea. Now I have access to him whenever I want, however I want. Over the past week, we’ve fucked every chance I could get him alone. In the bathroom, in my office, in an empty boardroom, and during an event hidden in the supply closet.
But that is also the bad part because every time we’re together, we risk getting caught. That’s the last thing I need, to be walked in on while I’m balls deep in my employee.
The thing is, I just can’t fucking keep my hands to myself. Every time he’s in the same room as me, I feel my control slowly slipping. He’s all I want to touch, smell, and feel.
When I go home at night, I have to keep myself from texting him. I stay up wondering what he’s doing, if he’s okay, where he’s at, and who he’s with. The idea of him with another man fills me with a jealousy I’ve never had before.
