《COMPLETED - EDITED》
________________________
A Story of two independent businesses. Getting their fates tied by their fathers to make a stronger alliance.
But it was never meant ...
...to be like this
_________________________
Will Aideen Mara, l...
A reason for being; The thing that gets you up in the morning.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
I pull the belt tighter than Aideen whimpered. "W-what the fuck do you mean? Th-that Iam getting punished?!" I lowered down to her ear, my slight breath brushing against her, as she trembled at the sensation. "Because I am the boss. Whatever I say. Goes." Her body tensed against mine.
Leaning forward, Aideen began to press her ass against my cock. Feeling my dick fit perfectly between her cheeks. Arching her back as I held the end of the belt. I was frightened to hurt her as the belt got tighter the lower she went.
Allowing the belt to slip through the buckle just enough, so she could breathe.
Aideen is smart; Too smart for me.
Slipping her hands in the gap the belt had. Aideen pulled it forward as the leather material slipped through the buckle; taking the belt off her neck.
She turned around, and wrapped the belt around my neck, pulling me towards her. Aideen stared me dead in the eye; I was stunned. "I don't think you know, who is in charge here." A devilish grin grew on her lips. She has tricked me.
Dropping the belt, Aideen pressed her hand against my chest, guiding me to my seat behind my desk.
"You are the one, being the bad boy. Naughty boys, need a little punishment for their unacceptable behaviour?" She stated, pushing me down into my chair. Oh. My. God. What is she doing? She gripped my table, jumping back as she sat on my desk.
Aideen moved her hands over her breasts, gently squeezing them, feeling herself. She lifted her shoe, placing it on my chair, in between my legs. "Would you be a dear and take off my shoe?" Aideen smirked, looking up and down at my cock.
She tensed as I grasped her leg, moving my hand down. Keeping eye contact, I moved my hand to the surrounding strap on her ankle. Unstrapping the buckle, I hold her heel as I slipped her foot out.
"Such a good boy. Now do it again." She spoke with passion as he handed me her other foot.
Blood-red? My favourite colour. It's an aggressive colour that shows power, and death. Her toes were done in a deep, blood-red, complimenting her hair. Not sure why I have always favoured such a colour. But her. She was my favourite red.
Unbuckling her other shoe, I removed her heel. Aideen placed both of her feet on my thighs, and slowly unbuttoned her button-down shirt. FUCK ME!
With every button undone, I could see her smooth, fair breasts show. Being held back by the thin lace material from her bra. Slipping off her shirt, it fell onto my desk. "You like?" She asked.
Looking at her pussy, her breasts, locking with her eyes. I licked my lips and repeated my sight of her. The she-devil.
"What's it like to be heartless?" I asked her. "Cold." She spoke without hesitation as a grin grew. That must be the hottest thing I have ever heard come out of a woman's mouth. My dick throbbed against my pants.
Throwing her hair and head back, readjusting her hips on my desk. Aideen slipped her fingers inside of her pants and began feeling herself.
Aideen moves her finger against herself faster. As my cock started to swell, wanting to grab her by the neck. Bend her over this desk and fuck her until the sunrises, until sunset.
Having a woman dominate me. Allowing her to touch herself in my presence gave my cock a tingling sensation, as I wanted to feel. Jesus, she is making me so horny.
She leans back on one arm as she fucks herself deeper in front of me. Moving her hand deeper, Aideen moves her feet to my shoulders. Giving me the perfect view of my desert.
Her nipples get hard, showing through her lace bra. Her breast bounces as she tenses her body, about to climax. "Ahh. Mmm, fuck!" she moans, getting out a heated breath, moving faster. My cock gains a heartbeat and twitched hard against my pants. Imagine her walls tense around my dick as I fuck her endlessly.
Her legs tremble on my shoulders as she is pressing harder against her clit, doing fast, torturous circles.
Pushing her legs off my shoulders, startling her. I grip her hand out of her pants. I left her on edge. Heaving deeply as I gripped her around her throat.
"You couldn't handle your woman fucking herself. Pleasing herself, without you." She grins with a buzz in her eyes.
"Like it or not, you're mine. Either way, you think, you are always mine. You became mine the moment you let me spread your legs wide open. You became mine the moment you let me curl between your thigh, as I claimed that pussy of yours. You became mine the moment I got you on your knees. You are no one else's. No one can touch you. Not even you. Only me." I admitted.
"I am not a good boy. I am a bad boy. And bad boys get what they want."
I pushed myself between her legs as my dick pressed against her pussy through the pants. Feeling it throb against my swollen cock. Aideen looked down at me, grinding against her, letting out a deep moan. "Ah. Fuck, Harrison"
"Tell me, where do you need them?" I leaned down, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. As we watched me grind against her. Her heated breath left her body. "You -you know where I need you," Aideen spoke, breathing out. "Here."
She finds my hand. "Take them" She was hesitant to take it, as a light red colour filled her face. Goddammit. She looks so pretty when shy, but soon that innocent, shy girl. Turned into that devilish smile, that I loved.
She slowly took my finger, sliding them down against her warm body. From my breasts, squeezing them gently, receiving a little whimper of out her.
Moving them to lower down her abdomen, gave her goosebumps as my cold tip fingers were lowered to her pussy. All warm, jolting by the sudden coldness of my finger touching her clit. "Fuck, you're so wet."
Massaged in an upward direction against her clitoris, ever so gently. Getting light, deep moans from her. Thrusted my fingers inside of her, rubbing against the roof of her. Using my thumb to stimulate the clitoris from above. I pressed harder and moved faster, pushing the third finger.
Her pussy, clenched around my finger, arching her body against mine. Moans pick up sound the harder I press. Aideen's body tensed as it twitches, beginning to climax once again.
"How many days were you pleasing yourself without me?" I questioned Aideen as she pressed her head against my shoulder, grinding against my hand.
I wanted to know any many times she has been fucking herself this past week. I want to know how many times she fucked herself, next door without me. "Oh God, fuck. Just like that Harrison" Aideen moans as I thrust deeper into her, wanting an answer "Aideen!" I sternly said to her.
"Mmh" she moans, gripping my shirt. "How. Many!" She moans, sucking in the air as she teases around my fingers, knowing she is about to.
I stop.
Pulling my hand out of her.
"Five. Five times!" She cries out, throwing her head back. "Harrison, please. Let me cum" She begs.
"Well, if you want to be treated like a whore. Then that's what you get."
