Bonded to him

Untitled Part 4

When I wake I groan smacking my hand down on my alarm I get out of bed. I jump into the shower tiredly and wash myself and the sex from last night.

I get out and put some underwear on. I grab my profession navy blue dress. After drying and straightening my hair I put it into a pony tail with 2 strands loose in the front.

I throw the dress on along with my high heels before grabbing my blazer/jacket and heading out. I meet Rose in her car and she drives me to my interview.

"How did last night go?" She asks. I go red and look out the window. My ass is still a bit sore but a good type. "OMG who was he?" She shouts and I giggle.

"No one." I lie.

"Was that no one big or small?" She asks and I giggle.

"Massive." I say and she grins.

"When are you going back? Does he have a submissive? I have too meet him first." She says giddy.

"I'm going back tonight. He asked me to be his and no you're not meeting him cause it's not like we're dating. We just fucked..." I trail off. She smirks and I smile seeing the building. I get out and walk into the reception area and they send me to the top floor.

Once I get their I sit on in the waiting room reading my Instagram feeds.

"Winter Summers." My name is called and I stand. The blond is smiling as a brunette runs out. "Follow me miss. Summers." She says and I follow her.

She leads me to an office and knocks. We hear a come in getting shouted and she pushes me in.

The bosses back is facing me. I stand their awkwardly.

"Hello." I say and I hear a laugh...

A Russian laugh. My eyes widen and he turns around.

"Summers?" He asks, my heart literally just stopped, "Winter Summers." He says almost tasting my name.

Not the only thing he's tasted. My inner slut chuckles.

"Erm... I... W... My..." I stop trying to form words and he points for me to sit.

Not the chairs in front of the desk but his lap.

"That's not professional." I say looking at my hands. "I think I should go." I turn.

"Sit here now." He growls in his dominate voice.

I obey his command and walk over to him. He smirks as he makes me sit on his lap and I look away from him.

"Look at me." He orders and I obey. His smirking face lit up with amusement. "You're resume is impressive."

"Yeah... No way am I working here." I say and he raises an eyebrow questioning why. "You fucked me in a kinky way last night and still want me to work for you?"

"Yep... With you also going to be my submissive it will make it interesting and easy to keep you following my orders." He states and I look at him. "The other girl who applied for the position has now said she doesn't want to work for me." He says and I look at him confused. "Job is yours." He says and I frown.

"Isn't it a rule to keep your sex life and work life seprate?" I ask and he chuckles.

"Remember the place you were last night. Their is a common ground in both." He speaks lowly and suggestively making me close my legs. "Nice dress." He comments and I smile shyly as his hand rides up my leg. I try and close my legs but the inner slut of mine opens them a bit more.

His fingers tease me slowly brushing his finger against my panties.

"I..." I trail off not knowing what to say, "I thought you owned a sex club not the hotel." I say in an whisper.

"I do... I own many businesses." He says his voice husky and seductive. "Will you work for me?"

"I..." I bite my lip as he keeps brushing his fingers over my panties. "Wouldn't it make me a prostitute if you pay me to work for you and fuck..." I moan out loud as he pushes a finger into me. "Me." I finish.

"Nope... I'll be paying you to work and you'll be my submissive at night." He says simply as he pumps his fingers in and out of me. I grab onto the edge of his chair as he does it. "And if you're good I'll give you a treat." He says with a smirk against my shoulder.

I moan again leaning against him. His thumb teases my throbbing clit as his thumb touches it every so often rubbing it lightly adding a flame to my need. He uses his legs to spread mine open more.

"Oh, Please Sir." I beg and he chuckles, as I beg for him.

"Do you want to work for me?" He asks and I moan, "Is that a yes?" He asks and I nod. "Words." He growls halting his movements in me.

"Yes please." I say grinding myself on him. He takes his fingers out and smirks.

"You start Monday." He says and I whimper. "You want me to finish you off?" He asks and I don't answer embarrassed. "Answer me now?" He demands warningly.

"Please. Yes please." My voice comes out like a whisper.

He pulls me so my back is pressed against his chest and something hard is pressed against my sore ass. He moves slips his fingers back into my panties and starts to finger me but this time faster. Each time his fingers move in me I moan louder as he brings me closer and closer to the edge.

He hardened cock presses harder into my ass causing me to moan loudly as my orgasm crashes through me. Like fire across my body. I recover from my orgasm as he chuckles. I smile to myself as I quickly get to his lap making him glare at me.

I bite my lip and drop to my knees. "I want to please you sir." I say my voice low, "Can I?" I ask as I slide my hands up his legs to the top of his pants.

He nods and I undo his zip. I grab the edge of his pants and boxers and pull down as he lift himself a bit helping me.

His erection springs free. His large penis waiting for me.

I look up at him and place my mouth of the tip, I slowly teasingly glide my tongue around the tip making him groan. I do it once more before bringing him into my mouth. I use my hand to pump him up and down. He hits the back of my throat and I pull up. I open my eyes as I do it and see him gripping the chair arms.

His eyes close head resting against the head rest as his kissable lips are parted making small grunts and moans escape his delicate mouth.

My tongue glide across the tip each time I come up. He uses one hand gripping onto my hair tightly before forcing me down more shoving his big length into my mouth more making me gag a bit but brings me up.

He does this a couple times before liquid oozes down my throat.

The liquid I normally hate, I don't this time. The salty taste makes me proud.

I lick his length clean before biting my lip as I look up at him. His mouth formed into a smirk as he pulls me back up onto his lap.

My phone rings and but I leave it as I look into his eyes. The third time it rings I groan and grab it seeing it's Abby. I try and get up but Nicholas doesn't let me.

"Answer it." He says and I answer it...