The sane part told her to run and hide.
The crazy part forced her to take a step forward, toe-to-toe with him, and stare him in the eye. “Yes. I’m telling you to make the call and give me back my job.”
“Why?”
“Because it’s not my job you want.” She put her hand on his jacket. She gripped it tightly and tugged him close so they were flush together. “I don’t need pretty toys, Gabe. Nor do I need you to take my job, my independence away.” She leaned in close so her lips brushed against his ear. “If you want to fuck me, then do so.”
With her other hand, she cupped his dick, finding him already rock-hard.
Flicking her tongue across his ear, she bit down. Not too hard.
“Or are you not man enough to ask?”
Gabe grabbed the back of her neck and spun her around so she was bent over his desk. The movement caused some items on his desk to spill to the ground. He pressed his pelvis against her ass, and even though she was angry at him, she felt an answering pulse between her thighs. As much as she hated to admit it, he aroused her. She’d spent many times the first two weeks touching herself, imagining it was him.
His lips pressed against her neck. His teeth scored against her flesh and she moaned. “What do I get out of it?”
“You’re used to taking what you want or women bending to your need. I don’t need pointless gifts, nor do I need my livelihood taken from me. You want to fuck me, just ask.”
“What about if I take?” He pressed a hand between her thighs.
The grip he had on the back of her neck kept her still. He groaned. “Fuck, you’re wet.”
She spread her legs so he didn’t have any obstruction. The panties she wore were torn from her body within a matter of seconds.
Sinking her teeth into her lip, she tried to contain her own pleasure, but it was no good. His fingers stroked between her slit, lightly touching her clit before moving down to plunder into her soaking wet cunt.
He used two fingers, stretching them out before slamming in a third one. She thrust her pussy against him.
Gabe let go of her neck to tug the edge of her skirt up and over her ass. She’d worn a pencil skirt that was tight to the body, but the fabric had some stretch to it, making it easy to pull up.
He groaned as he exposed her ass.
Flicking her hair over one shoulder, she glanced at him. “Fuck me, Gabe,” she said.
He twisted his fingers, hitting a spot inside her that had her closing her eyes and sinking her teeth into her bottom lip.
She was so close to an orgasm, so ready for it, but he denied her. He pulled his fingers from her pussy and trailed them back to her anus. She tensed up as he pressed a single finger against her ass.
Laura cried out, turning away, but not before she saw him spit onto her ass and then push a digit inside her. There was a burn but an undeniable hit of pleasure as he pressed in and out.
The hand on her neck returned and pulled her back up. A finger deep was in her ass as his teeth sucked at her neck.
“I will make the calls, give you back your job, but you belong to me. Your body is mine to do with as I please. Every single part of you belongs to me.”
She whimpered.
“That is the only bargain. You get what you want, and I own you. Every person has a price, Laura. What will yours be?” he asked.
****
Gabe couldn’t remember a time he was so frustrated by a woman. Laura was stubborn, and she refused to cave to him and his demands. It was admirable. He could accept that, but seeing as he wanted to be the victor, playing nice wouldn’t get him what he wanted. She’d left him no choice but to play dirty.
Taking away her work, then upping her rent, was all just a plan. Then of course watching her try to find another job had also been another task.
No one would deny him, though. He’d counted on it.
Now as she rocked her ass against his finger, he wanted to hear her beg for him.
“There’s no price for what I want,” she said.
He smiled. So stubborn. “Name your price, Laura. What will it be?” He added a second finger to her tight ass. “Has no one ever claimed you here?”
She groaned. “Why does there have to be a price? Do you have to own and control everything?”
“Yes.”
She flicked her hair back over her shoulder and shot him a glare. “Then let’s settle for sex and nothing else.”
He didn’t want that. His cock pressed against the front of his pants, begging to come out and fuck her.
Gritting his teeth, he tried to control himself, but it was next to impossible.
“No. Give in to me, Laura. Belong to me.”
She glared at him, and before he realized what had happened, she’d shoved him away and pushed him hard. His hold on her body completely released.
“No!” She yelled the word, and it echoed around the room.
She ran her hands down his jacket, pressing her entire body against him. “I don’t belong to anyone, Gabe. Never have and never will. I can offer you sex, but I’m not someone to be owned.” She nibbled on his neck and he returned his grip to her neck, tilting her head back so she had no choice but to look at him.
“I’m not sharing.”
“Who said anything about sharing?”
Gabe allowed her to walk him back, and he sat down on the sofa. She followed him down, grinding her pussy against his cock.
He put his hands on her thighs, shoving her skirt up over her waist and then cupping her pussy.
She tugged open his belt and together, they eased down his boxer briefs. His cock sprang out. He was so thankful. The tight restrictions were uncomfortable.
“Condom.”
He grabbed one out of his back pocket. She tore into the packet, holding the latex and working it over his length. He pushed her hand out of the way, holding his cock as she moved over him. The tight entrance of her pussy was at the tip, and together, they cried out as she sank onto his dick.
She was so fucking tight.
He returned his grip to her hips, holding her in place. He pulled her down and refused to let go. Sliding his hands down to the cheeks of her ass, he spread them before giving them a slap.
Laura gasped, her grip tightening on his shoulders.
“See, Gabe, if you want my attention, all you’ve got to do is ask for it.”
She started to move. Sinking down then up on his length. He gritted his teeth, relishing each touch of her tight cunt as it took him deeper.
Laura began to move, ever so fucking slowly. He held her hips once again and then thrust up, bouncing her on his dick and making her take more of him.
She arched up, and he wanted to see those large tits.
He shoved her shirt up her body, pushing it over her head. With a few flicks of his fingers, he had the clasp of her bra down, and then his hands were on her breasts. She had big, juicy ones with nice, large nipples.
Cupping them together, he couldn’t resist pressing his face against them. She moaned his name and he took one of her tight buds into his mouth, sucking on it. He used his teeth to bite down, loving the cries that filled the room. With the other, he massaged it with his fingers, tightening around the nipple, making her squirm for more.
This woman was fucking fire in his arms and he loved it. She continued to take his cock, thrusting on him.
Gripping the back of her neck, he pulled her close, and she stared at his lips. He wanted to kiss her.