The Contract for his Pleasure

Chapter 3- The Heated Interview

Juvia

This arrogant son of a b***h. How dare he use me like that? He kissed and to my surprise my weakness gave in. I returned his kiss and when he lifted me up I wrapped my legs around him. He ordered immediate access to my mouth and I immediately gave in. The coffee on his tongue flowed through me and as the kiss prolonged the deeper it got and the more our tongues tangled together.

He placed wet kisses on my neck and I felt myself being push towards the edge. I wanted to stay in that blissfully moment forever. How come I have never gotten such a feeling of release. Who was this man? More importantly what is he? A man that causes a woman knees to buckle like a belt with just a gaze. Just think about the heavenly sensation of his kisses.

When he placed me on the desk my clothes went flying. He left a heated path as he trailed kisses down my neck. With my head leaned back I released a small moan. His hands move between my legs and I could feel the bulge against my leg. He then removed my bra. His lips moved through the valley of my breasts found my n*****s as his fingers worked miracles between my legs again.

It's a good thing I was freshly shaven cause no one wants to get through a forest before reaching a piece of heaven. And he was in no mood for a journey through the Mongolian forest nor a pilgrim through the Sahara Desert. I took a sharp breath when warm sensations of his lip hit the delicate flesh of the swollen pleasure, my n*****s. My body way out of control. With my hormones raging a war and such ecstasy, it was maddening.

I'm not used to sleeping with strange men but I couldn't help myself. There is a first and last for everything. This may have been a first for me with him but I silently wished it wasn't my last. He bragged of my panties and tearing them in the process. I guess I'll be wearing my bare butt home.

"Not bad." He murmured against my neck.

"This is wrong sir." protested but it went unheard.

He pulled down his zipper and entered me. He pushed his length into me but I hurt. He was big. He rocked into me and all I could hear was my voice ringing out in his office. Screaming, writhing, wriggling, moaning, groaning out of pure pleasure. My heart felt like it was about to collapse. And the air would neither leave or enter my lungs. I was gasping. I wanted more. More of him. Deeper in my core. I was going insane with lust.

He placed my legs on his shoulder thrust even harder. And harder. I grabbed the edge of the table and I drifted into a land of pure ecstasy.

I'm afraid I can't tell you what happened after that but it was pure pleasure. I may not be able to tell you but I knew the whole company heard.

I laid there on his desk for minutes. My skin was sore and swollen. And the simplest of his touch made my knees buckle up.

"Get up!" He commanded

I got off the desk and gathered my clothes. I looked at my torn panties and cried in dismay.

"You're only here for my pleasure. You'll do what I say. If I want kids you'll have them. In return, you'll live in luxury. "

"Arrogant much?" I asked basically fuming.

"Don't worry I'm not interested in having kids.

"You don't own me," I replied

"Well, I'm not letting you go." He replied.

That bastard. Instantly owning me. He's acting like I'm a s*x toy. I finished gathering my things and was about to leave his office when he grabbed hold of my arm.

"I'll contact you tomorrow. Ensure to pack your things."

With that he released me, and I got dressed and I walked out of the bastard's office.