*Chuckles* I am in danger

🍋 [smut warning]

"Sit down." He instructed me immediately when we entered his office.

"Caden…" I tried to calm him down by calling him with his first name, but I probably only made it worse.

"It's it's either sir or Mr. Jones when we are here at work. And now sit down." He said coldly.

I gulped. My heart inevitably started to race.

I was about to sit down in the chair in front of his desk when he stopped me at my elbow.

"Not there. Sit on my desk." He demanded. His eyes looked down at me eagerly. A shiver came over me.

I was a little scared when he was like that. But I'd be lying if I said it didn't turn me on somehow.

I hesitantly sat down on his desk.

A moment later he was right in front of me. Our faces were only inches apart. His hot breath touched my lips. His grey eyes bored into mine.

We both couldn't stand the tension for long and shortly afterwards we started kissing deeply.

Pheromones were released and clouded my senses. His warm tongue in my mouth didn't make it any better.

He spread my legs for himself to get in between my thighs. My skirt slid up again.

He stormed me downright with this kiss. Leaving me no choice but to surrender and allow his tongue in my mouth. My body felt so hot again. My core was aching for him.

I slightly moaned into the kiss. It felt so overwhelmingly good to be dominated by him.

He started unbuttoning my blouse and stripping it off so that I was sitting in front of him in just my skirt and bra. He groaned at the sight.

He kneaded my already sensitive breasts through the wafer-thin fabric and then impatiently ripped my bra off my body.

He startet groping my boobs and pinching my nipples, which made me yelp in the kiss.

"I don't think I dealt with them that much last time. It's time for me to catch up." He said with a smirk. Then he dedicated himself devotedly to my breasts.

He kissed my mounds and gently bit my right nipple, which made me gasp. Then he licked it apologetically.

He busied himself with my breasts for quite a while until they were completely covered in his saliva and some dark marks.

With a meaningful look on his face, he came back up to me, examining the hickeys and bite marks on my neck that were beginning to fade.

"Hah p-please don't disfigure me too much. I don't want to cover everything again." I pleaded.

"I like you begging." He just commented with a mischievous grin. Then he started marking my neck again.

"Ah please! Please let it be." I begged when he found a tender spot on my neck and sucked on it.

"Didn't you forget something, darling?" He scolded me playfully.

"... please s-sir..." I brought out, cheeks red with shame.

That he could actually get me to say such things annoyed me more than it probably should.

"See? Wasn't that difficult, was it?" He snickered.

I just grunted in annoyance at that.

He kissed me deeply again, preventing me from replying. It felt so good I almost forgot we were still at work.

I grabbed his thick, black hair and ran my hands down to his muscular shoulders. That's when he stopped me.

"Ah, ah my love. Your punishment today will be that you are not allowed to touch me." He said and undid his tie. Then he tied my hands behind my back with it.

I thought at first that he was joking, but the bonds were tight. I couldn't move my hands at all. I was now completely defenseless. And it made me even hornier.

What the hell was wrong with me? Why did I only discover now that I had so many kinks? Was it because of him?

"Your safeword is 'namaste' by the way." He informed me with a conspiratorial whisper. I gulped.

His hands stroked my thighs and briefly played with the straps of my panties.

Then his hand disappeared under the soft fabric. I gasped when two of his fingers pushed into my heat.

After a short time he curled his fingers and found my weak spot directly, which made me moan.

"You like it here?" He asked with a big smile on his lips. You could see in his eyes that he already knew the answer to his question.

I just looked at him defiantly. But with my panting and flushed cheeks I probably looked rather ridiculous.

"Come on pretty. You have to talk to me, otherwise I don't know what you want." He said and hit the exact same spot again with his fingers. I groaned unintentionally.

"That is of course also an answer." He laughed while inserting a third finger.

"Ahh … I … hate you so … ngh … so much." I brought out.

"Nah, you don't hate me, little doll. You love me and the things I can do with you. And that's what you hate." He cooed.

He seemed to think for a moment, then a devious grin spread across his face. I knew in this exact moment that it could only end badly for me.

His fingers already drove me crazy. I didn't even want to know what he was up to.

"Let's see if we can finish this before the lunch break is over. Because I have an appointment with Mr. Daulton here right after. What kind of face will he make when he sees you like that? Or do we make it in time?"

"F-fuck you." I spat.

"I'd rather fuck you" He said with a devilish smirk.

Remember when I said he was caring and considerate? Better forget that soon. He was the exact opposite right now.

"Hah … you … you wouldn't do something like that anyway." I tried to provoke him while trying to get free from my restrictions. But they were just as tight as before. I was trapped.

Maybe I could convince him with my words that his 'project' was insanely risky.

After all, it was supposedly so important to him that there were no new rumors about him.

So why would he risk it now of all times?

On the other hand, he was also unpredictable and therefore unfathomable.

"The door isn't locked, if that's what you meant. Someone could come in at any time. You better be quiet, Baby." He said while he undressed me completely. My panties and pencil skirt were now lying with in a small heap on the floor along with my blouse and bra.

He was still wearing his suit though. He didn't even bother to undress himself. I felt somehow vulnerable in this situation.

"Why am I the only one who is undressed?!"I asked completely startled. That probably couldn't mean anything good.

What was he up to?

"When someone comes in, all they'll see is your bare legs shaking with pleasure and my back while I'm giving you that pleasure. Of course I stay dressed for that occasion." He snickered with a calm expression.

Why wasn't he afraid of getting caught?

"You fancy being caught, don't you? That makes it even hotter for you. Of course it does. I didn't think that you were so slutty at first, Nora. But you're really dirty. Look how wet you've gotten. My desk is already messed up. Does it turn you on to get caught?"

"Ah … sh-shut up… you talk too much." I complained. He looked at me with a winning expression.

"But you like it don't you? Even if you don't want to admit it." He said smugly.

The worst part was that he was right. There was something exciting to be discovered. It was thrilling. And there was something exciting about his lewd words. How he spoke to me in a certain way that made me weak. But I wouldn't admit it in front of him. It was humiliating.

He unzipped his pants in which a large bulge had already formed and sighed in relief. It must have been pretty tight in his pants.

He stroked his massive member with his veiny hand in front of me. Probably just to mess with me.

Fuck, just put that in me, I thought desperately while I bit my lip. I couldn't take it anymore.

He let his tip slide through my wet slit and came very close to me with his face again. I got a little dizzy from all the pheromones and the slight pleasure he gave me.

"You're ready?" He asked while examining me.

I nodded.

"Words, kitten."

"Y-yes sir."

"Good girl." He praised me. It made me even hornier.

I was so wet that it accidentally slid into me almost all by itself. He didn't even have to make an effort to get inside me.

"Ooo baby it just slipped right in. how am I supposed to resist when you're inviting me like that?" He said as he began to fuck me with long, hard thrusts.

I could feel his huge dick touch all the right places inside of me. He was completely filling me.

Due to its size and girth, it stretched me a lot at first. But I got used to it faster than the first time.

I moaned in bliss. A little bit of drool started to drip down the corner of my mouth. His dick felt incredibly good inside of me.

I could see his eyes darken slightly when he saw my face. He grabbed my ass with his large hands to be able to thrust even harder.

He fucked me to the point I could only yelp and moan louder than expected.

"You're pretty loud for someone who doesn't want to get caught. Maybe you really want to get caught, hm? You wanna let your colleagues know how slutty you are … Fuck … you feel so good." He stated while rutting in me with an inhuman pace.

"N-nah … n-no … haah … I … I …" I couldn't form any words. He just fucked me too hard for that.

The only thing on my mind was his huge, girthy dick, which stretched me so nicely. Again and again. My legs started shaking.

"What is it? Can't you talk anymore? Look at you already getting dumb from my cock." He mocked.

I wanted to say something back, but I still couldn't form any coherent sentences.

"Where is your smart mouth now, hm?" He teased.

"Ngh … fuck … so deep!" I just moaned.

"Hmm. Want me to go deeper?" He asked in a playful tone.

"W-wait!"

He pulled out of me and turned me over with a swing, so that I was now lying on his desk with my upper body. My face and boobs were now squeezed on the cool plate. I could feel my nipples getting hard again immediately.

He grabbed my hips and then slammed himself back into me without a warning. I cried out. He was now much deeper inside me than before. I had the feeling that his dick had no end. I felt so unbelievably full. So stuffed.

I had to moan. I just couldn't help it. And i couldn't even cover my mouth because my hands were still tied behind my back.

"From this position i can see my cock disappear inside of you...fuck...this is so hot." He grunted while pounding me continuously.

This was embarrassing. I immediately blushed.

But i could also feel my orgasm building up. My abdomen felt like it was on fire.

"Ah … s-sir I'm …" I tried to inform him, but he understood me without any further words. He began to massage my clit and helped me to get to my climax.

"Go ahead. Cum on my dick."

I came as soon as his lewd words left his mouth.

It was a long lasting orgasm. I started to spasm. This kind of inner massage gave him no other option than to cum inside me. Cursing, he spilled his thick and warm semen into me.

With a faint smile he pulled out of me and helped me out of the bonds. Then he gave me my clothes back.

"You were a good girl today. I would like to go for another round, but unfortunately the lunch break is surely over. And i would hate to be behind schedule with my work."

His gaze slid to the analogue clock above the door

"Oh we're three minutes over the time." He said a little surprised.

My eyes widened in shock. I hastily threw on my clothes while i said:

"W-what?! then I must quickly- " I stopped mid sentence when I heard Mr. Jones laugh.

"I just wanted to tease you a bit. I have no appointments." He explained to me. Still quite amused.

I really had to hold myself back from choking him with rage.

"You're such an asshole." I snarled.

"It turned you on too, didn't it?"

I sighed.

"If there's nothing else, then I'm off now." I said dismissively.

"Oh come on, little mouse. Don't be so harsh to me. What do you think if we go on a date next weekend?" He suggested out of the blue. I looked at him in surprise.

"A date? like... like a couple?" I asked unsure.

"Well... aren't we a couple?" He asked in return.

"I don't know! you're the mysterious one of us. I have no idea what you think of our ... relationship - if you can even call it that." I said defensively.

He chuckled.

"It's kind of funny because I think you're the mysterious one of us. You always seem so puzzling to me. Somehow I'll never really make sense of you." He explained after seeing my questioning expression.

"Well, the same goes for you." I snorted.

"Is that so? How about if we just get to know each other a little better? What are you saying? A date on Saturday maybe?" He suggested.

Somehow his words made me really happy. He wanted to spend more time with me. He wanted to get to know me better. I was also interested in him and his past.

However, the coming saturday was badly chosen as a time.

"Oh, I don't have time next Saturday." I said apologetically.

He frowned.

"If you don't want to have anything to do with me, you can say so right away. you don't have to talk yourself out of it with nice words." He said dryly. As if every word that left his lips hurt him.

I was taken aback for a little.

What had happened to him that he gave up so quickly?

"That's not what I meant. Not at all. Saturday is just one family member's birthday and we're having a party. So i can't do anything else that day. How about next sunday?" I explained while I put a comforting hand on his shoulder.

He looked at me again. A faint smile appeared onto his lips.

"Yes, that would be nice." He said.