Forbidden Desires: Short Filthy Stories

CEO PU$$Y FOR KANE (I)

Chapter 1

The elevator doors slid shut at 11:45 pm, leaving me inside with the only person still on this floor; my new bodyguard.

I’d hired him three days ago. Kane stood six-foot-four built in pure muscles, sharp jaws, and eyes that looked like they had seen war.

He stood behind me in a black suit that barely contained his shoulders, his hands clasped in front of him like a good soldier.

But the way his eyes kept drifting to the slit of my pencil skirt told me he was anything but tame.

I’d caught him watching me all week anyway.

The way his gaze lingered on my legs when I crossed them. The way his jaw tightened when I bent over my desk. Tonight, I was done playing professionally.

I leaned back against the railing, letting my silk blouse pull tight across my breasts. Slowly, I slipped one strap off my shoulder, then the other until the fabric barely clung to my skin.

“Miss Pierce,” he said, voice low and strained. “You should…”

“Should what?” I turned to face him, stepping closer until my breasts touched his chest. “Stop teasing you? But I enjoy it, Kane. I’ve seen how you drool every time I walk past you in these heels.”

I ran a single finger down the front of his crisp white shirt, feeling the hard muscle underneath. His breathing changed. Good.

The elevator started its ascent and I pressed my body fully against him, tilting my head up so my lips hovered just below his.

“I’m not wearing anything under this skirt,” I whispered, sliding my hand lower until I cupped the growing bulge in his trousers. “And I’ve been wet for hours thinking about how to make you lose control.”

His c**k twitched against my palm. Kane’s hands stayed by his side, fists clenched so tightly. “This is dangerous.”

“That’s exactly why I want it.”

I squeezed him gently, stroking the thick outline through the fabric while I licked my lips. His control was cracking; I could see it in the way his eyes darkened and his breathing grew louder and rougher.

When the elevator dinged on the top floor, I stepped back and walked into my office without looking at him.

But I made sure my hips swayed with every step.

The moment the office door clicked shut behind us, I turned and leaned against my desk, crossing my legs so that the high slit in my skirt would fall open, exposing my smooth skin all the way up.

“Lock the door, Kane.”

He did but he stayed by the door, his chest rising and falling.

I smiled. “Now, come here.”

He didn’t move at first. So I took my time unbuttoning my blouse, letting it fall to reveal my bare breasts, my n*****s already tight and aching. I cupped them and pinched my n*****s while I held his gaze.

“You’ve always wanted to touch these since day one, haven’t you?” I purred. “Be honest.”

“Miss Pierce…”

“Mia,” I corrected, sliding one hand down my body and slipping it under my skirt. I let out a soft moan as I touched myself. “I’m so f*****g wet, Kane. All because of you. Are you really going to stand there while I play with my p***y right in front of you?”

That did it.

He crossed the room in two strides, but I stopped him with a hand on his chest before he could grab me.

“No,” I whispered, smiling wickedly. “Strip first, slowly. I want to enjoy every single second of this.”

His eyes burned with barely contained hunger as he yanked off his jacket, then his tie. Buttons flew as he tore his shirt open.

He revealed that he had a powerful and well-sculpted torso and when he shoved his trousers down, his c**k sprang free; thick, rock-hard, and the head already glistening.

I licked my lips. “On your knees.”

Kane dropped instantly as his resistance had finally shattered. I hiked my skirt to my waist and spread my legs wide on the edge of the desk, and pulled my soaked panties to the side.

I grabbed a fistful of his hair and yanked his face closer. “Don’t you dare tease me now, Kane. I’ve waited long enough.”

“Show me how badly you want me,” I said, threading my fingers through his hair and guiding his mouth to my p***y. “Make your boss come.”

The second his hot tongue dragged up my c**t, I moaned loudly. He was ravenous; sucking and licking like his life was dependent on it.

He sucked my c**t into his mouth, flicking it rapidly with the tip of his tongue while two thick fingers pushed deep inside me, curling hard against my G-spot. The wet, obscene sounds of him devouring me filled the quiet office.

“f**k… Kane,” I gasped, grinding against his face. I could feel my juices coating his chin and lips. He groaned like he loved the taste, the vibration shooting straight through me. “You’re so much better than I imagined.”

I looked down at the sight of my powerful bodyguard on his knees, face buried between my thighs, and it made me even wetter.

He growled against my p***y, the vibration made my toes curl. I held his head in place, riding his tongue as my orgasm built faster and more brutally.

He added a third finger, stretching me perfectly while his tongue worked my c**t in tight, relentless circles. My thighs started trembling around his head. I was so close I could barely breathe.

“Not yet,” I ordered breathlessly, even though my body was begging. “Slow down… make me earn it.”

Kane obeyed, slowing his tongue to long, torturous licks until I was whimpering and desperate. Only then did he suck hard again.

When the orgasm finally crashed through me, my back arched violently and I cried out, thighs clamping around his head as I came hard all over his tongue. Wave after wave rolled through me while he kept licking greedily, drinking every drop.

When I finally caught my breath, I looked down at him, his face shiny with my juices and his massive c**k throbbing untouched between his legs.

I smiled, still trembling and I pulled him up by his hair. “Good boy,” I whispered against his lips, tasting myself on him. “Now get your back on that couch, I’m going to ride you until you can’t think straight.”