Page 80 of Office Intrigue (Office Intrigue Duet 1)
“Sort of.” But not really.
“Just like you, I take commands from someone else. And when that happens, it’s my sole objective to please that person. Does that help?”
It didn’t, but I nodded anyway. I guess that made me selfish, because in my experience, sex had the potential to be satisfying and I was generally focused on my own pleasure, rather than my partner’s. Which, now that I thought about it, really did make me selfish. That wasn’t something I wanted to acknowledge aloud.
“You’ll get there. I promise. Just focus on what we’re asking of you. You follow instructions rather well.”
Huh. I wondered whether that was the lesson they were trying to teach me. Follow instructions and please others. Like Ben had said, it wasn’t always about me.
“All right, gumdrop. Enough of the lessons. Right now is all about you, so have a seat.” Ben patted the top of his desk before rolling his chair back out of the way. “Put your feet on the arms of my chair.”
Once again, I was in the same position I’d been in when he had introduced me to the nipple clamps.
“Spread your knees wide.”
Leaning back on my hands, I opened my legs while Ben sat there, his face inches away from my pussy. He inhaled deeply as embarrassment coursed through me. I figured I should’ve been used to this by now, but I wasn’t.
His fingers grazed over my mound, shifting the butterfly vibrator out of the way, then sliding against my clit.
“I enjoy how wet you get,” he said absently, still teasing me with his fingers. “And I definitely like the plug.” He nudged it slightly, and I was once again reminded that my ass was filled. It wasn’t terribly uncomfortable, although it had been that morning. I’d gotten used to it at some point during the day, only really noticing when I got up from my chair or sat down.
“I’m going to feast on your pretty pussy now. Feel free to come as many times as you’d like.”
When his mouth descended, I sucked in a sharp breath. He explored me with his skillful tongue for what felt like hours, lapping at my clit, stroking my outer lips, then delving into me. He grabbed my hips and jerked me closer to him as he buried his face in my cunt.
My skin tingled as he continued to drive me out of my mind. I tried to hold back, but my efforts proved futile a short time later when I came in a maddening rush, crying out his name over and over. He slowed only briefly while I tried to catch my breath. My clit was too sensitive and he seemed to know that. Instead of tormenting me, he focused on fucking me with his tongue. Eventually he resumed flicking my clit until I was flying high once again.
Ben made me come two more times with his mouth, then used his fingers to shatter me. By the time he stopped, I was trembling.
“Such a good girl,” he whispered as he got to his feet. His big hand curled behind my neck as he pulled me closer.
Ben’s kiss was demanding yet gentle. I could taste myself on his lips and that in itself renewed my arousal. I was desperate for him to fuck me again.
As though he could read my mind, Ben pulled back, his golden eyes focusing on my face.
“Not this time, gumdrop.”
Ben adjusted the butterfly vibrator so that it was back in place, resting against my overstimulated clit. I groaned at the gentle pressure. Langston had made the thing come to life numerous times throughout the day and I could only hope that he would hold off for a little while. Although I was still horny, my clit did need a little time to recover.
I frowned when Ben’s comment sank in. “Are you denying yourself?”
He seemed pleased that I’d caught on. “Like I said, you’re not the only one who takes instruction.”
I could only assume that Justin had instructed him not to come. It made complete sense. And it certainly explained why Ben referred to Justin as Mr. Parker. Ever since Langston had mentioned Doms that morning, I had given it a little thought. I assumed Ben was Justin’s submissive. Although, that didn’t make sense at all, considering how demanding Ben was with me.
Regardless, the thought of him denying me and himself didn’t help my renewed frustration at all.
Someone cleared their throat and I jerked my head toward the sound to see Justin standing in the doorway. He was watching us intently. My gaze dropped and I noticed the hard ridge of his erection tenting his pants.
The sexy blond moved into the room, leaving the door open.
“I’m proud of you, Ben,” Justin said approvingly as he moved over to lean against the back of the sofa.
