Hold (Gentry Boys, #5)(9)
She was having trouble talking now. “Damn you. What kind of story?”
“I want to hear about what you do in your office all day.”
She twisted and tried to get my thumb where she wanted it. I wouldn’t let her.
“I work,” she managed to say through clenched teeth as she tried to push me deeper into the place I refused to reach just yet.
“What else?”
“I go to meetings, Chase.”
“Who is at these meetings?”
“Today it was Elvin from Marketing, Andy from Sales and Jim, my boss.”
I teased her harder, my voice lethal. “I don’t like this f*cking story, Stephanie.”
“Chase, please, I’m so close!”
“You know why I don’t like this story?”
“I don’t-just a little deeper! I need it!”
“Oh Steph, all the needy * grinding in the world isn’t going to help you right now. You’ve made me unhappy.”
She stopped squirming. “How?”
“We’ve had this discussion before. You know how.”
She was trembling, gyrating, trying to slide down and impale me deeper so she could come. I took my hand away and she whimpered.
“Please tell me how, Chase.”
“Hands and knees, Steph.”
“But I need to-“
“I know what you need. I know exactly what you f*cking need, honey. And you’ll get it when I decide you’re ready.”
“I’m ready.” She slid all the way down to the floor and turned around, reaching for the snap of my jeans. I allowed it. I let her unzip me and saw the widening of those angelic eyes as she looked up with an imploring expression.
“I need you,” she whispered.
“Yes,” I nodded, holding her face in my hands. “You’ve been needing me all day, haven’t you?”
She bit her lip. “Yes.”
“You thought about it.”
“Yes.”
“You touched yourself.”
“Yes.”
“Show me how you touched yourself.”
“Just let me-“
“No! Fucking show me.”
She looked up at me, beseeching, imploring, no longer a confident business women. She was reduced to a throbbing * and a set of hard nipples that she showed me as she bit her lip and slowly unhooked her bra. They were small tits, sweet tits, and they’d driven me bat shit since day one. Soon I’d have them in my mouth, sucking away like I f*cking owned them. Because I did.
Stephanie obeyed. She was slow, dragging it out because that was what I liked. I was so hard I could barely stand. I kept myself at bay by mapping out constellations in my head and thinking about baseball batting averages. Still, the sight of Stephanie sliding her slutty black panties off and fingering herself as she knelt at my feet was going to be mind f*ck fodder until I died.
“Is this good, Chase?” she asked in a tentative voice as she cocked her head and gazed up at me meekly.
“You’re doing some nice work there, sweetheart. Now don’t make me repeat the rules.”
“I know. I don’t come until you let me.”
“And Steph, don’t you get there before I let you. I’ll know if you’re lying.”
She shook her head. “I wouldn’t lie to you, Chase.”
“You wouldn’t f*cking dare.”
“No.”
“Remember how I told you I’d make you beg?”
She lowered her head, her voice small. “Yes.”
“You argued with me, Steph. Don’t ever do that.”
“I’m sorry, Chase. Can I please suck your dick now?”
“Only for a minute. And baby, I better feel the back of your sweet throat.”
She inhaled me slowly, sucking my cock between those pouty lips that have had me mesmerized since the first time I ever saw them. Stephanie had been a tough nut to crack. When we got together the world had shattered and nothing else but her would ever satisfy me.
“Good girl,” I said, breathing hard, struggling not to moan, staying in control. “I do love f*cking that hot mouth. God, just look at you, Steph. You stalked in here all prim and proper and now here you are on your knees with a mouthful of cock. A little prick tease is what you are, strutting into that office every day looking like a pricey whore and knowing that every man in the building wishes he was the one standing here with his dick down your throat.” I grabbed a fistful of her hair, pulling lightly while she kept sucking. “You know that, don’t you? They can lust after you until their balls turn purple but that’s all they can do. Because this is mine, all mine. Stop now, honey.”
I took a step back. I admired the sheer unadulterated artwork of Stephanie kneeling on the floor, naked and eager to do whatever I told her to.
“You ready to beg?”
She nodded impatiently folding her hands in front of her. “Yes. Please Chase. I need you inside of me. I can’t stand it.”
“You want me to f*ck you?”
“Please! I need you to f*ck me.”
I stroked my dick, slowly, leisurely. “Let’s get back to the story.”
“But I-“
“Don’t argue with me. You said you were in a meeting with your boss.”