The Contract for his Pleasure

Chapter 2- The Contract

Peter

She was gorgeous. I couldn't help but stare when she entered my office. And when she turned to close the door. I was in paradise. With the skirt, she was wearing it didn't leave much for imagination. The way it hugged her curves made me envious. And the way it ride up her curves when she walked. And when I attempted to wipe the coffee from her long slender legs I felt her heartbeat quicken and to be honest so did mine.

I had to make her mine. I didn't even know why I had that contract, but it came in handy. No one else should have her. I want her to spread all over my desk with her legs wide open for me. Begging me to take her and enter her. I want to see her edging off the desk as I grab her ass and make her scream as she climaxes with her walls squeezing her shaft.

The look on her face when I offered her the job was priceless. The way she crossed her legs and curve her luscious lips as she read the contract made me want to throw her on my desk. But that would be inappropriate and yet I didn't care. Who cares about being professional when I have a girl who is begging for s*x. I could see it in her eyes.

"You can't be serious!" She exclaimed.

"What's wrong?" I asked calmly as I sip the rest of the coffee.

"This contract is unbelievable." She said as she threw the papers on the desk and walked towards the door. The sway of her delicate hips was hypnotic.

"It's reasonable. You pleasure me and I'll pay off your bills." I replied as I approached her. "Imagine the number of zeros that will be placed instead of those negative figures." I continued.

"What makes you think I want to pleasure you? " she asked. As she crossed her arms pushing her breasts up. And it was a sight to behold.

"The way you cross your legs to hide how turned on you are. The way you straighten in the chair as if to hide how wet you are. The biting of your lips as you sat there fantasizing about me. You want me to don't you?" I stated as I made my way around the desk and towered over her.

"No... It's not."

Everything in my body was calling out to her. I had to touch her.I had to have her. I never thought I would be experiencing these animalistic instincts for a woman. Such wild and impulsive behavior.

"Then this shouldn't be a problem," I replied.

I then lifted her skirt forcefully and rubbed a finger over her c**t. As I massaged it she moaned and I could feel her wall tighten around my finger. I reached deeper and I felt her grasp and her breathing got faster and heavier. I twisted the finger and her voice rang out as she came. And she widens her legs. I knew it. She was already begging for more.

"You're so loud. What if my staff heard you?" I said as I whispered in her ear. And I watched as that area grew redder and redder by the second.

"You bastard, " she yelled as she pushed against my chest. But with her lack of results, she slapped me.

"How dare you?!"

"That's no way to thank the man who just made u c*m with a single finger. Imagine what my d**k could do. " I taunted and I smiled as I watched her reaction.

And with that, she licked her lips and tried to move but I twisted my finger again and he moaned and held on to my shoulder for support.

"Pay of my bills?" She said as she took a step back. As she grasps for air. And I knew was the right one for the contract. She's so innocent and bold and feisty and yet with just a single touch, no just a single finger and she melts into a puddle.

"That's what I said. "

"I won't sleep with you for money." She said as she avoided my eyes.

"Is that your decision? " I asked.

But she remained quiet.

I knew she would agree. There was nothing a woman wouldn't do for money. I just have to offer her the right price. And right now anything above those negative figures would be the right price. I mean I'm not judging but how could one person have so many negative figures in their bank account? This is the least I can do for her.

I reached out and locked the door. Her scent was hypnotic. It intoxicated my body sending me into overdrive. I stood there towering over her. I slowly leaned down and kissed her lips. Her lips were soft and warm and they blended blissfully with mine. I couldn't pull away. I placed my arm in the small of her back and pulled her close. I could feel her body heat and it sent thrills to my groin.

She pulled away and looked at me with shocked eyes.

"What do you think you're doing?"

"Testing out the merchandise," I said as I pulled my hand out of her.

"I'm not your little whore." She said but all I saw was the raw s****l urges were reflecting in her eyes and she wanted me. More than she wanted to admit. And I wanted her, wanted to set her free.

"That's not what your body is saying,"I replied with a smirk on my lips.

"This is r**e, " she stated

"Then why were your juices flooding my office and why aren't you resisting? " I asked as I lifted her chin to look into her eyes.

"That's not the point, " she replied as she straightened.

I didn't answer. I grabbed her and lifted her into the air. To my surprise, she wrapped her legs around my waist. And that was all I wanted. I kissed her as I carried her over to my desk.