Kylie’s P. O. V
“Here’s the all details that Mr. Smith asked for. And the meeting will start at 2 PM, right after lunch,” Cindy handed me a pile of files and slumped herself on the chair opposite of me.
“Thank you, I will give it to the CEO,” I replied to her slightly nodding.
“How is your father doing? You should have taken a few days off to spend more time with him,” she said with concern. She’s such a sweetheart.
“I can’t take any leave for the upcoming year. Also even if I take a leave, I can’t possibly spend time with them. They are in San Francisco at the moment,” I replied to her with a sigh.
“What are you talking about and when did they transfer your father there? Wasn’t he in critical condition to travel?” she continued her questions while frowning at me.
“Mr. Smith did all the arrangements and I can’t meet them until my contract period is over with him,” I told her fiddling my fingers. I was nervous about her reaction when she would know the whole story.
“Girl, I want each and every single detail from you, now!” she said with a serious tone but I knew deep down she was just concerned about me.
I told her everything except for the pleasure/punishment session of last night. She didn’t need hear everything, did she?
“Yeeee, I knew it, I knew he had feelings for you. I had seen the longing look in his eyes every time he looked at you. I am so happy for you,” she started jumping around my small cabin.
“Ssshhh, Cindy, stop screaming. This is supposed to be a secret between us. Also, I suppose you might be wrong. He doesn’t love me, he only wants to torment me for one year, after that, we will part ways anyway,” I whispered yelled at her. Finally, she stopped jumping around and sat on the chair again.
“No matter what was the reason, the only thing that matters at the moment is you are Mrs. Smith, not that crazy bitch Samantha,” she cursed at Samantha making a disgusted face.
I wanted to scold her for cursing but my phone rang. I checked the caller ID, and it’s him.
“Speak of the devil, and here he calls,” I mouthed to her and received the call.
“Hello, Mr. Smith?”
“I need you now, come to my office,” before I could respond to him, he hung up the call.
“Sorry, hun, I cannot entertain with my pathetic life story anymore, duty calls,” I shrugged at Cindy with a half smile and stood up with the files she brought for me.
knock…. knock…..
I knocked on the door twice before pushing the door open. My eyes were still on the file in my hands. “Mr. Smith, here are the files.. aaah,” before I could finish my words, someone pulled my hand all of a sudden. My body collided with a hard-muscled chest and the files scattered around the floor.
“What are you.. Mmmh…..” he dipped his lips on top of mine. All my restraining words came out like muffled moans.
He sucked my lower lip nibbling with his teeth, when he realized I didn’t have any intention of kissing him back he bit on my lip. I gasped in pain and that was a perfect opportunity for him to insert his tongue inside, devouring my small cavern like this was his most favorite food in the world.
I don’t know how long it was but I was getting out of breath. The moment I thought I could not breathe anymore he broke the kiss and rested his forehead on mine, breathing heavily. I opened my eyes to meet his hazel eyes hooded in lust, yes only lust. There wasn’t any love or affection in his eyes like Cindy said but only lust.
“Shit,” he cursed and pulled my lips again in a ferocious kiss. This time, I also kissed him back. My hands found their way to circle his neck; grabbing his hair I deepened the kiss. I felt his hands roaming around my body urgently. He stopped on my chest and started unbuttoning my shirt, exposing my red lacy bra.
His lips left mine and started descending to my breast, leaving wet kisses on my jaw, neck, and collarbone. His expert hand pulled down my bra freeing my full br**st. I gasped loudly when I felt his tongue on my sensitive bud. At first, he was just licking one if my n**les making it hard, while his other hand was busy massaging the other one. Then he pulled the n**le in his mouth and sucked it hard. I felt my p***y moistening with all these sensations I was feeling at that moment.
“Ooooh, Sebastian,” I couldn’t help but moan loudly when he bit on my sensitive bud. He continued his slow and sweet torment on my both mounds switching their position with his hand and mouth. Then he left my n**le and started sucking a sweet spot in my neck. I am damn sure he will leave a mark there. But I was so lost in his temptation to stop him.
His hand descended to my knee, pushing my skirt upper until he stopped on top of my panties. He parted my legs using his knee and rubbed his finger on my clit through the thin fabric of the panties.
“You are so wet,” he muttered while nibbling my earlobe. I was a moaning mess by then. He pushed my panties aside and inserted two fingers inside my dripping hole. Then started finger f**king me roughly. I felt my orgasm building in my lower abdomen.
“Faster, pleeeeease,” I begged to him for a release.
“Tell me whore, who made you this wet?” he asked in his sexy voice, kissing my bare shoulder. I wasn’t in a state to reply to him. I was eagerly waiting for my long-awaited orgasm. Then I heard his voice again, this time a bit angry.
“Fucking tell me who made you this wet, bitch,” he order me in his authoritative tone making me weak again.
“Y-you, only you, Master,” I blurted out, lost in the pleasures he was giving me. Then suddenly everything stopped. I felt him withdrawing his hands from my body. I opened my eyes, still breathing heavily. He walked back to his big leather chair to take his throne.
“Remember that you can be wet for me only for the next one year. Now fix those files and bring them here,” he said as if nothing happened. Like, he wasn’t finger-f**king me a minute ago. It took me one more minute to understand what he just did to me. I again got played by him.
“Freaking asshole,” I cursed in my mind and started fixing myself. I will give this back to you Sebastian Smith. If I don’t give you blue balls then you tell me, I promised in my head while arranging the papers around the room.