Bind Me - Page 134

Fuck, did I like it? I lift my hips so Seth can have all the access he wants.

“She fucking loved it. She came so hard, tightening around Noah’s and my cocks, squeezing us together, making us fill her with our cum.”

Seth’s fingers rub circles around my pussy but they never penetrate me, just tease and torture me. “And last night?”

Coop chuckles darkly, and my hips push against Seth’s fingers while I take Blake as deep as I can, blocking my breath for a second.

“We chain fucked her pussy. As soon as Noah came, I slid inside her. After I filled her, he took over fucking her. We kept going until we all passed out. Pretty sure my cock was the last one inside her, and she was so sloppy wet with our cum and hers.”

Fuck. His words, Blake’s cock in my mouth, and Seth teasing my clit cause me to shatter. I suck on Blake’s cock while I come. My hips jerk against Seth’s touch. My pussy convulses, empty. Blake groans as he comes down my throat. I keep suckling him and swallowing him down until he lifts my head.

Licking my lips, I look up at Blake in an orgasmic daze.

“Good girl,” Blake says. His thumb rubs the corner of my lips tenderly. His green eyes are darkened.

“Fuck, kitten.” Noah’s voice breaks the stare down. “I’d fuck you if I had a lick of energy left after last night.”

He stands in only his boxers, staring at me hungrily.

My pussy aches with the need to be filled, but it also just aches a little.

“Time to get ready for work, princess.” Seth helps me to my feet and wraps the towel around my body. He draws me into his arms for a hug, and I sigh as sandalwood fills my senses. “We have a full day ahead of us.”

Chapter 41

Cold Calling

Seth

I turn on the lights to the offices and stroll into mine. Breakfast took a little longer than I thought it would, but Madison naked on her knees before me is worth being a little late. I shake my head as I turn on my computer and pull up my email.

She’s a distraction even when she doesn’t mean to be. I need to stiffen my resolve to keep my hands to myself during the workday. The elevator dings its arrival, and her heels click on the marble floor.

Her routine is familiar to me already. She goes to her desk first, then heads to the break room to start the coffee and unload the dishwasher. When she’s done, she returns to her desk.

And today, she’ll come into my office after.

The image of her on my desk intrudes. For a second, I let the memories play. Her first day, sitting in front of me, finger fucking herself to orgasm while I watched her wet fingers dive in and out of her slick pussy.

Then she’s bent over my desk, stripped to her heels, thigh highs, panties, and bra, being fucked by the others as they play with vibrating beads in her ass while she looks at me and screams her orgasms. Leaving me her tight asshole to fuck until we both shattered.

Fuck.

I’m already hard again and she hasn’t even walked into my office. We’ve all been relentless the past few days. As much as we’ve fucked her, she has to be sore.

She needs a break and I plan to give it to her. Will I still use her mouth? Absolutely. Probably her ass too.

But after work, not during. During, I’ll behave and we’ll get shit done.

I immerse myself in the emails I need to respond to and barely notice the clicking on her way back to her desk. After fifteen minutes, she appears at my door.

“Are you ready for me?”

My cock jerks, always ready for her. After I nod, I lean back in my chair and watch her as she closes the door. Her skirt flows down her legs, swirling around them as she walks toward me. Her shirt is stiff cotton that shouldn’t reveal her tight nipples. I didn’t provide panties or a bra today.

We don’t have an outside meeting at lunch, and I plan to use that to my advantage.

She settles in the chair across from me and crosses her legs. I rub my chin as I watch her, looking to see if she’s uncomfortable with not wearing panties.