One-Shots (Mature Content)

The New Recruit (1,3K)

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💚 So Enjoy this one shot. Like I said, there will be lemons, so read at your own risk. You know me by now. Enjoy!

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Jace's PoV

Life. Love. Lust. All of this is pointless in the end. Even dreams are useless. Because what are we in the end? Nothing. We came from dust, and to dust we will go back. So why the angst? Why he heartbreaks? Why is it so hard to live? To leave? Why am I still here? I should go. They say that it will pass, but it won't. I know it won't. Because she's a fucking sorceress.

The new recruit. I hate her. I do. And still, I kind of hope that she'll drop by my office like she does every night. But I also hope she won't. I hope she will so I can prove to her and I that I am stronger than lust. I hope she won't because she's hot and a part of me want to get in her pants.

Sad, isn't it.

I am Jace Wayland, twenty eight years old CEO in a family corporation, happily married to the love of my life, living the perfect life. I love, and even adore my wife. She's perfect. Nice, kind, living, breathtaking. She never needed me for anything, just to love her like she loves me. And man, do I.

But then, the serpent came to the office. Hot, independent, unafraid to speak her mind. And the serpent decided that she'll get in my pants. Well, I heard she already banged Alec, but that fool got attached. See, the serpent is the kind of woman who doesn't want relationships to come in the way of their careers, so they only sleep around to not become nuns. I know, the serpent told me herself.

And that's why she wants to do me. Because I'm hot, married and in love with my wife. She knows that I'll never leave my wife for her, or even try to start something with her. And that's why she thinks we should have sex. Because she wants me, and we both know I want her. I even had a dream of her the other night, and shamelessly finished it with my wife, without ever telling her that I wasn't thinking of her.

"What are you thinking of, so hard?" Someone suddenly asks me, startling me out of my thoughts, and here is the serpent. In the doorframe of my office, looking at me as if I were naked. Seeing her in her short working skirt and slightly opened blouse immediately awakes certain parts of my body that I wish I could remove and leave in the previous care of my wife.

Slowly, the serpent walks into my office and locks the door behind her. My eyes fly between her bare legs and her décolleté where I can discern the pace of her dark bra. Why is it so hard to breath all of the sudden? Did she suck all the air of this room?

When she's finally in front of me, my desk being the only thing between us, she lightly bends, showing me even more her décolleté as her red lips utter: "What I wouldn't do to feel your lips on me, instead of your eyes."

Even her voice is a fucking turn on. Husky, a little broken, sultry just enough to make you bend her over the desk and fuck her senseless.

Slowly, her hands go to her blouse and unbutton it, leaving me motionless. It's all I can do. If I move even for a second, I'll give in to her. I'll fuck her like I never fucked anyone before. The serpent smirks at me, and moves so she's sitting on my desk, only in her bra and skirt. I love my wife.

"Don't you ever think of what we could do together? Or of me doing things that your wife doesn't do anymore. Like my lips on your cock, or me riding you, or me in doggy style. Because I picture you doing do many dirty things to me when I think of you and I alone in this office," She says, and I swallow hard.

Because I did imagine myself doing to her many things. I even jerked myself to those images. The blowjob being the main one. Because her red lips look the were made to suck my dick. And just her saying those things out loud made me damn hard. And she knows it, because she's looking at my bulge with hunger.

Slowly, she gets down of the desk and kneels before me, looking deep in my eyes as her hands go to my belt. I should stop her, but I can't move. She unbuckles me, slowly moisturising her lips by licking them, and then she says: "Tell me you don't want it. Tell me to stop, and mean it. Tell me you never fantasised about fucking my mouth. Tell me, and I'll stop."

I should tell her, and go home. But I can't I just close my eyes and buck my hips to her mouth. Before I can figure anything else, my erection is out of my pants, and she's stroking it with her hand. I open my eyes back, and look at her longing for her to take me in her mouth. But when it becomes obvious that she's teasing me, I strongly take her head in my hands and plunge my dick in her mouth, growling of pleasure.

I hear her moan, and it only makes me go deeper in her mouth, my eyes locked with hers. You know what's crazy, it's the fact that her eyes and my wife's have the exact same shade of green. So I should think of my wife and on how wrong what I'm doing with the serpent is, but I don't. I just let lust take over me, and thrust in the serpent's mouth with force and desperation. I've been longing to do that for so long, and now I get to do it.

When I start thrusting so hard that she gags, she stops her sweet ministrations to my cock and stands up. I look at her, torn between taking her on the desk, and letting her ride me, when I decide for the latter. Let her do all the work. I yank her toward me, and she gets the drift, sliding herself on me. Fuck! She's so fucking wet, so fucking tight that I could finish right now. But I don't.

I grip the back of her hair, and thrust in her making her yelp while I undo her bra. Then I take the offered breast in my mouth, being anything but gentle. The louder she is, the harshest I thrust, the harder I pull her hair, the more I bite and nibble her nipples, and the more she makes noises. It's an endless circle.

Her walls start to tighten around me, and I feel a pressure growing inside of me. I know I'm about to come. It's been a long time since I came that quickly. The more her walls tighten, the more I growl to release the pressure, and finally I let go as she screams a big "Fuck!"

For a couple of minutes, we just stay like that, my hand tightly knot in her hair while we both try to catch our breath; and when we both feel calm again, she gets up and say: "See? It wasn't that complicated."

Then, she leaves while guilt finally takes completely over me. What have I done?

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💚 It is done on purpose that the new recruit does not have a name. It is up to you to think that it was Clary, or not...