Pain, Pleasure and Passion (A BDSM Novel)

Office Fun

Everyone gawks at us as we enter the office together. I get angry glares from all the women, which is most of the employees. I feel nervous, but also jealous as they all seem to have eyes for Nick, I grab his hand, taking him by suprise. He glances at me in confusion, I give him a look and a nod, just go along with it, I think to myself. He smiles still looking confused, but thankfully he doesn't pull away. He grasps my hand tightly. All the women are practically growling in their seat, I have to resist the urge to give them all an arrogant smirk. Take that, he is mine! 

"April! You are late AGAIN!" Jeremy comes screaming out of the office, enraged. I swallow, and cringe away, preparing for the anticipated usual smack across the face. But it doesn't come. I peek up at Jeremy, but all I can see is back, Nicks back. He is in front of me blocking Jeremy from my view and covering me protectively. I smile, my heart convulses on itself. My protector.... 

"I'm sorry Mr.Chambers is late, it's my doing, I had her do some work early this morning." He lies, very convincing. 

Oh god he means more like late last night, just thinking about it gets me flustered. Jeremy nod curtly, covering his anger. I know I would be punished later, but at the moment I don't want to worry about that. Nick turns around to face me, uh-oh he looks upset. He smiles at me, but it doesn't reach is eyes. I give his hand a reassuring squeeze. His eyes darken. I stare at his face, speechless at his beauty and at the lust strewn across his perfect features. We stare at eachother for what seems like forever. When he finally shakes his head and glances around, remember where we are. Yes everyone is staring at us, I don't know what came over me but I can't look away from his face. It's like nothing else matters. 

"Um... If you need anything, Mr.Davies, give me a call. I am going to set up my knew office and have Ms.Chambers begin some work I need to have done, as well please clear the office next to mine, she needs a proper work place." He says, sternly. And begins pulling me toward his office in the back part of the office. For some reason a wash of excitement comes over me, finally we will be away from the prying eyes of my co-workers. 

As soon as we enter his office he pushes me against the door and locks it. 

"Oh, April, I can't handle this." He growls into my lips. I kiss him back hungrily, wanting his hands on me. He definitely reciprocates, his hands explore my body like they did earlier. They climb under my shirt and pull down my bra cup, pushing my naked breast upwards. He strokes the nipple, it hardens at his touch, oh it feels exquisite. I arch my back do that my breast is pushed into his hand. He continues massaging my breast, as his other hand moves up my skirt, and pulls aside my panties. He thrusts his finger inside of me, I cry out. 

"Oh! Nick..." I moan. 

"Quiet baby, we don't want you douche of a boss coming and snooping around." He replies, his voice sounding strained and hoarse. 

His fingers circle, I am climbing, getting closer and closer. I am right on the edge when he pulls out swiftly. I whimper.

"Not yet Babe, I am not ready for you to cum just yet." He chuckles, as he lifts me onto his desk. He undoes his belt and removes it, then he unzips his fly, and releases his hard erection. My mouth is watering and wetness pools. 

He rubs my clit, as he sharply enters me. 

"Ughhhhh......" I moan out in pleasure, he begins to thrust into me roughly. His breathing is erratic. His fingers around pulling at my nipple. Every nerve ending in my body is convulsing in pleasure. 

"Oh Nick... please I am so close!" I beg. Not knowing how much more I can take. 

He slows, to a torturous pace. Watching my sweet torture with a smirk upon his face. When he seems unable to hold back his pace becomes much quicker and rougher than before. He is close. 

"Ok, baby let go for me... please!" He is now begging. 

His voice is my undoing and I explode around him. I scream out in pure pleasure, my entire body goes limp in his arms. His jaw clenches as he resists the urge to moan out as he finds his release. He lays on top of me, our sweaty bodies rubbing up against each-other. We just lay there, silent. 

"That was amazing." I say, breaking the silence. 

He laughs. "There's a lot more where that came from baby." He says, getting up and zipping up his fly. He returns to his business man like composure, as I lay there unable to move, all wet and messy before him. He gazes at me with a weird look on his face. I don't have time to ask what he is thinking because I am all the sudden lifted, his arms around me. 

"You look exhausted, rest" He orders, placing down on a soft couch. He is right I am exhausted. 

I snuggle up. And pat the spot next to me, wanting him to join me. 

"Tempting but no... I have work to do, and I need to print out the paper work you need to sign" He winks at me. 

Oh right the submissive paper work.... I had almost forgotten about his alternate hidden lifestyle. 

I drift off into oblivion dreaming of torture devices, and sex rooms.