Erotica Series

Don't Push Me

  Dedicated to :
@crycandy1234

Steve went back into his building walking, then he set an eye to the woman speaking to another man in the corner of the room. His jaw felt sore as to how he hardly clenched it with jealousy and prevented himself to strangle the man wearing a corporate attire.

He stopped walking and heard them laughing. He can't believe that he just went outside with his business partner and when he got back, he has to see his secretary with her office mate.

Steve cleared his throat, getting the attention of both. "Miss Romanoff, you gonna laugh off your ass out there or you wanna be left here?" he sternly said which only Natasha replied with an annoyed look.

Steve's aura didn't faze either. He walked back and said, "You wanna stay here? Fine.", and started walking away but then he halted and went to her side, grabbing her wrist.

"No, I changed my mind. And you . . ."   he looked at the smaller guy and threw him a deadly glare, threatening him.
"If I were you, I would stop talking to Miss Romanoff here if I don't want to become a torn, punching bag." Steve drawled, grabbing the collar of the guy. "You understand?!"

The guy looked shock.

"Do you understand?!" he started emphasizing words, which made Natasha to push him off the poor man.

"Y-yes . . . Yes Sir." the guy stuttered.

Steve then turned his attention to Natasha, pulling her off with him harshly, entering his office. When they settled inside his office, he dragged her into the door of the locked, private room and inserted the key, opening it widely.

"Go in." Steve coldly said but Natasha did not move. He salved himself, trying not to shout, but he still lost it. "I said, inside!"

Natasha started to stammer while entering. "F-Fine . . . I'm walking now."

He slammed the door, automatically locking it, before pushing her off the bed.

"Steve, I could explain!" Natasha said as her breathing hitched. Her chest started to rise up and down in off-beat.

He looked at her accusingly, taking off his necktie. He pulled her legs closer to him, tying her hands with his necktie together. Her arms were pinned above her head, condemning her to wander his hands into his hard bound body.
Steve also removed all of her garments, including those that only covered her nudity. In a blink of an eye, she was all naked underneath him.

His eyes feasted on her body. Doing absolutely nothing but stare, making Natasha anticipate. His hungry look already made her wet, but Steve is too pissed, rather angry to make her pleased already.

"Steve—–"

"Excuse me?" irritation filled his voice.

He moved up and went into his table. She saw him grabbing a black item, which she surmises to be her punishment.

"Sir . . . He just asked me for advice about his upcoming proposal, nothing so serious 'bout it."

Steve looked at her stoically. "You are a secretary. My secretary . . ."  he paused a bit, turning on the vibrator he is holding in his hand. "And you are allowed to submit only to me in any kind." his voice is husky and enticing.