A Legacy Entangled

Spell Of A Fox

“You’re not fine,” she said, her voice dipping lower, more intimate now. “You’re tense. And when men like you are this tense, they don’t think clearly. You need to let go.”

She placed her hands on his chest, warm and gentle, but the pressure behind the touch was unmistakable. “I know you, Sebastian,” she murmured, eyes locking onto his. "Better than anyone. I know how to make you forget everything. To make you forget her.”

Within a minute she went into the changing room and into “something more comfortable”. It was a routine she was familiar with.

Vivienne perched on the edge of Sebastian's desk, her long, shapely legs crossed at the ankle as she regarded him with a coy smile. The sheer silk of her negligee left little to the imagination, hinting at the full swells of her breasts and the dark patch of curls at the juncture of her thighs.

"You look rather tense, darling," she purred, reaching out to trail a perfectly manicured finger down the rigid line of his spine. "Perhaps I can help you relax."

Sebastian groaned under his breath, feeling his body responding to her touch despite his best efforts to focus on the stack of papers before him. It had been a long, stressful day of pouring over endless paperwork and negotiating with uncooperative witnesses, and all he wanted was to crawl into bed and forget about the looming court case that threatened to ruin his career.

But with Vivienne sitting so tantalizingly close, her intoxicating scent filling his nostrils and her heated gaze boring into him, he found it impossible to concentrate on anything but the ache building in his groin.

"I appreciate the offer," he said gruffly, trying to keep his voice steady even as his c**k twitched in his trousers. "But I really need to get this done."

Vivienne's smile turned predatory as she leaned in closer, her breasts brushing against his arm. "And what if I make it worth your while?" she murmured, her lips ghosting over the shell of his ear. "I'll do anything you want, anywhere you want. All you have to do is say the word."

Sebastian's breath hitched as her nimble fingers found the zipper of his fly, deftly tugging it down. He knew he should push her away, insisting that she leave him be so he could finish his work, but the temptation was too great. Especially when Vivienne's warm hand slipped inside his boxers, wrapping around his rigid length and giving it a firm squeeze.

"f**k," he gasped, his hips bucking up into her touch involuntarily. His c**k pulsed in her grip, the head already glistening with pre-c*m.

"That's more like it," Vivienne cooed, stroking him from root to tip with maddening slowness. Her other hand moved to the button of his shirt, undoing it with practiced ease before pushing the fabric aside to expose his chest. She trailed her nails down his pectorals, circling his n*****s and making them pebble with arousal.

Sebastian's head fell back against the chair as Vivienne continued her sensual ministrations, one hand pumping his c**k while the other mapped out the planes of his chest. He was so caught up in the sensations she was evoking that he barely registered the sound of papers being swept onto the floor as she climbed into his lap, straddling him with her legs.

"I want you," she breathed, her voice low and needy as she ground her wet heat against him. The thin silk of her negligee was no barrier against the scorching feel of her core, slick and ready for him. "I need you inside me, filling me up until I can't take it anymore."

"Vivienne," Sebastian groaned, his hands coming up to grip her hips, kneading the soft flesh as he guided her movements. "We shouldn't... I have to work..."

"Shh," she hushed him, capturing his lips in a searing kiss. Her tongue delved into his mouth, stroking along his own as she rocked against him, coating his aching c**k in her juices. "Forget about work. Forget about everything except how good I'm about to make you feel."

With a decisive move, Vivienne reached between their bodies, pushing her panties aside and positioning him at her entrance. Sebastian could only let out a strangled moan as she sank down onto him in one smooth motion, her tight heat enveloping him like a vice.

"God, yes," she hissed, her nails digging into his shoulders as she began to ride him with wild abandon. "You feel so f*****g good, stretching me open, filling me up..."

Sebastian's hands moved to her ass, squeezing and kneading the firm globes as he thrust up into her, meeting each of her downward strokes with abandon. The desk creaked ominously beneath them, but neither of them paid it any mind, too lost in the pleasure of their joining.

Vivienne's breasts bounced in his face as she rode him harder, faster, her inner walls clenching around him like a fist. "I'm gonna come," she panted, her voice high and breathless. "Come with me, Sebastian. Fill me up until I'm dripping with your cum."

With a hoarse shout, Sebastian pulled out as he couldn’t afford any mishaps, slamming up into her one final time before spilling himself on her breasts. Vivienne screamed her own release, but was disappointed that he didn’t obey her command.

They collapsed together in a sweaty tangle of limbs, both gasping for breath as they came down from their highs. "f**k, that was intense," Vivienne sighed blissfully, nuzzling into the crook of his neck. "You always know just how to make me come undone."

Sebastian could only hum in agreement, his body deliciously sated and boneless. He knew he should probably get back to work.