Pound Me Harder, Billionaire Stepbrother

Chapter 7 : The Office Breaking Point

==Layla==

The flashlight beam swept across the pool house window and kept moving.

I froze on the lounge chair, still shaking from the strongest o****m of my life. Maddox’s mouth was still between my legs, his tongue giving one last gentle lick. My thighs trembled around his shoulders.

He lifted his head slowly. His lips glistened with my wetness. His eyes met mine, dark and satisfied.

“Stay quiet,” he whispered.

We waited in silence. The groundskeeper’s light moved farther away, sweeping the far side of the garden. When it disappeared completely, I let out the breath I had been holding.

Maddox helped me sit up. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and pulled my dress back down. He kissed my forehead softly.

“You were perfect,” he said. “But we need to be more careful.”

I nodded, still dazed. Guilt and pleasure swirled inside me so strongly I felt dizzy.

We slipped back into the house separately. I went straight to my room and didn’t come out again that night.

The next two days passed in a tense haze. I avoided being alone with Maddox. Every time I saw him my body remembered his mouth on me. The way he had called me his good girl. The way I had fallen apart so easily.

But the pull was getting stronger.

On the third evening Maddox shut himself in his home office. He had been working late every night on some big merger deal. I told my mom I would take him coffee so he wouldn’t have to stop.

She smiled and patted my arm. “You’re such a thoughtful girl.”

I carried the steaming mug down the hallway. My heart beat faster with every step. The office door was closed but not locked. I knocked softly.

“Come in,” Maddox called.

I stepped inside and closed the door behind me. The room smelled like leather and coffee. Maddox sat behind his large desk, sleeves rolled up, focused on his laptop. Papers were scattered everywhere.

“I brought you coffee,” I said, setting the mug on the corner of the desk.

He looked up. His eyes immediately changed when they landed on me. The cold businessman mask slipped away.

“Thank you,” he said. His voice was low. “Close the door properly.”

“It is closed.”

He stood up slowly and walked around the desk. He stopped right in front of me. Close enough that I could smell his cologne.

“You’ve been avoiding me,” he murmured.

“I’m trying to be good,” I whispered. “Trying to do the right thing.”

His hand came up and brushed my cheek. “The right thing feels like torture when I know how sweet you taste.”

Heat rushed through me. I looked down, embarrassed.

Maddox tilted my chin up so I had to meet his eyes. “I’ve been thinking about you on your knees. Those pretty lips wrapped around me. Would you do that for me, Layla?”

My breath caught. I had never done anything like that before. But the idea sent a thrill through my body.

“I… I don’t know how,” I admitted.

“I’ll teach you.”

He guided me down gently until I was on my knees in front of him, hidden under the large desk. The space was tight. Intimate. The door to the office was still unlocked. Anyone could walk in at any moment. My mom. Victor. The assistant. The risk made my pulse race.

Maddox unzipped his pants and freed his c**k. It was thick and hard, the head already glistening. I stared at it, nervous and fascinated.

“Touch it first,” he said softly. “Wrap your hand around me.”

I reached out with a trembling hand and curled my fingers around his length. He was hot and heavy in my palm. I stroked him slowly, learning the feel of him.

“Good girl,” he praised. “Just like that.”

His hand rested gently on the back of my head. “Now use your mouth. Start with the tip. Lick it.”

I leaned forward and flicked my tongue over the head. He tasted salty and clean. Maddox groaned quietly above me.

“f**k, yes. Take me into your mouth, baby. Not too deep at first.”

I opened my lips and took him in. He filled my mouth. I sucked gently, moving my head up and down, trying to find a rhythm. My hand stroked the part I couldn’t reach.

Maddox’s breathing grew heavier. “That’s it. You’re doing so good for your first time. Such a perfect little mouth.”

I grew bolder. I took him deeper, sucking harder. Saliva coated him. The wet sounds felt loud in the quiet office.

His hand tightened slightly in my hair. “Slow down or I’m going to lose control and bend you over this desk.”

The words made me moan around him. The vibration made him curse under his breath.

I kept going, lost in the power of making him feel good. My own arousal throbbed between my legs. I pressed my thighs together for relief.

Maddox’s hips started to move slightly, f*****g my mouth in shallow thrusts. His control was slipping.

“Layla,” he warned, voice strained. “If you don’t stop I’m going to pull you up, spread you on this desk and f**k you raw right here with the door unlocked.”

I whimpered around his c**k. Part of me wanted him to do exactly that.

He gripped my hair tighter, guiding me faster. His breathing turned ragged. He was close.

Then his phone on the desk lit up.

His assistant’s voice suddenly called from the foyer downstairs, loud enough to carry clearly up the stairs.

“Mr. Langford, your father needs you in the study right now. It’s about the merger.”

Maddox froze, his c**k still deep in my mouth.