Four Firemen For Christmas: A Reverse Harem, Pregnancy Romance, page 9
Samuel dusted off his hands and rammed Derek from behind. The move spun both men around. I closed the door and returned to my desk. Emma watched me with that same quiet curiosity I’d discovered earlier.
Another look crossed her face. She stood there in front of me without moving. “Derek said something this morning that he thought had hurt me?” She said it with a lilting tone that turned it into a question. “Did he say what, exactly, he thought offended me?”
I threaded my fingers together and rested my elbows on the desk. “He said he offered to share you with Samuel and Alex.” Good God. Saying it out loud made it even sexier.
“Right. That. I noticed he didn’t include you in there. Is there a reason for that?” She sounded so innocent. It was going to destroy me. She was my employee and completely off limits.
Which made the temptation that much worse. I wanted her with such a deep, visceral ache that I almost couldn’t breathe past the agonizing thoughts of having her right here in my office.
The air crackled with tension that made the hairs on my arms stand straight up. “I’m not your type. We’ll keep it at that.”
She snorted and leaned over the desk. “I had a great time with Derek this morning. If you don’t believe me, ask Samuel. Or Alex.” Delight danced in her eyes when she glanced down and spotted my cock standing at attention. “Maybe I’m your type after all. Seems someone is enjoying this conversation.”
“I’m your boss. We shouldn’t be having this conversation.” I left my hands on the desk. I didn’t see the point in trying to hide my arousal from her when she’d already seen it.
She tipped her head and looked me over, her gaze lingering on my crotch.
“Wait.” Her words registered and I met her earnest gaze. “What do you mean I can ask Samuel or Alex?”
Derek had said they talked about sharing, not that it had happened already.
Her grin widened into a full smirk. “Seems I’m not the little girl you think I am. I can handle myself.” Her gaze roamed over my body again before she continued. “And you.”
I stood and walked around the desk. She watched my every step, her breaths coming faster. I took her neck in my hands and brought her face up to meet mine. Our lips slammed together. I didn’t wait to slip my tongue into her mouth and haul her body against mine. My hands found her ass and I squeezed it, hard.
She groaned and gripped my shoulders. Her breasts pressed into my chest, and I watched her eyes shutter closed when I slid my hand beneath her shirt and grazed the smooth skin along her back. I kissed her with all the pent-up hunger I’d felt since meeting her.
We were both breathless when I broke away. “Are you sure about that?”
“Yes,” she whispered before pulling my head down for another searing kiss. Her delicious lips moved against mine in a lingering kiss that pushed me over the edge.
I’d start off slow with her. She had no idea what I was capable of. One wrong move, or pushing her too fast early on, would end this before it ever started. I’d have to control myself. I was good at that, but Emma threatened my control with every swipe of her tongue against mine. I was going to have to test her reactions and see what she’d tolerate.
I pulled back and threaded my fingers through her hair. “If things get too intense, you tell me to stop. Okay? No matter what.”
“I trust you, Henry.” Four softly spoken words had never meant so much to me.
I needed her to understand. “That’s good, but I need to hear the words, Emma. Promise that you’ll tell me to stop if you need to.”
“I promise.” She kissed the side of my neck and ran her hand down my stomach and over my cock. “I promise that I’ll tell you if things get too intense. But it’s not going to happen. I need this. I need you.”
She unraveled me with every word.
I didn’t have any of my stuff here, but I’d make do. Maybe we could even play out my fantasy from yesterday. I stroked my belt with one hand while wrapping the other around her waist. I bent her backward and flicked the lock on the door.
“Let’s see if you can keep that pretty mouth shut.” I rubbed my thumb over her lips.
She sucked my finger into her mouth and bit the end.
“No one can know about this. I’ll lose my job.” I stared into her eyes and made sure she understood the reality of what was about to happen.
13
EMMA
Henry kept looking at me like he was trying to tell me something. But all I heard, all I felt, was the need to have him right here in the office. He’d been a grumpy bastard all morning.
Granted, there were a few times that I deserved him snapping at me. I was not about to back down now that I had him locked on me with the fullness of his dick straining toward me. His grouchiness made sense in a way. All the sexual tension I’d felt from him this morning culminated in this.
I was ready to do almost anything to get that disgruntled look off his face. His thumb worked over my mouth again, and I bit the tip for the second time.
“Fuck. You’re going to get me in trouble.” His breath rasped out as his hand tightened on my waist. “I’ll start you off easy.”
I nodded even as he took a step back.
“Get under the desk.” He pointed at his heavy desk and pinched my ass. “Now.”
What the hell was this all about? I opened my mouth to ask but snapped it shut when Henry glared at me.
“The only time you’re allowed to open your mouth is when my dick is in it.” He unzipped his fly and brought his cock out.
I’d never crawled so fast in my life. His words startled me at first, but I’d started this, and I’d damned well finish it. We were not supposed to be doing this. He was my boss. Anyone could catch us. He’d locked the door, but the alarm could call him out to a fire, or someone could knock and interrupt.
The knowledge that we might not get to finish made me want to hurry, but Henry sat in his chair and stroked his long shaft with one hand. He was not going to be persuaded to get on board with a quick and dirty sex session. Damn. I couldn’t imagine him leaving me here without satisfaction, but maybe that was part of the kink. This was all new territory, and I couldn’t separate the anxiety from the excitement.
I faced Henry from under the desk and placed my hands on his knees.
“I imagined you doing this the first time you dropped to your knees in here.” He palmed his cock and rolled toward me. “Do you remember?”
I remembered. The look he’d given me had raised every hair on my body and made me ache with a desire I didn’t understand. Henry was going to help me figure it out. I knew it as well as I knew I was going to love sucking that long cock.
He rolled closer, until his knees were on either side of my head and his body blocked me in. Thank fuck I wasn’t claustrophobic. I dipped my head and ran my tongue over the head of his cock. Henry groaned his approval. “I imagined you sitting down there, sliding those beautiful lips over me and no one knowing.”
My mouth was full of his head, stopping me from talking even if he had given me permission. I understood instinctively that control was part of what Henry wanted. He wanted to control me. I should be appalled, but I was too curious.
And I wasn’t having any trouble getting turned on.
Henry fed me his dick inch by inch until I took as much as I could without gagging. Then he pushed further. Tears sprang into my eyes and I gagged around him, then pulled back.
I lapped my tongue over the underside of his shaft and used both hands to fist the hilt near his balls. When I recovered, I started over again, gradually working my way down him in long strokes until I gagged again. I couldn’t fit all of him in my mouth. Even with both hands and my mouth. The impressive length tightened and swelled.
Henry gripped the sides of my head and worked me up and down in a series of quick, rapid bursts, then shoved past my gag reflex and into my throat. I groaned at the sensation and fought with my gag reflex to hold him in place.
“That’s it. You’re doing great, Emma. Just a little longer.” He thrust deeper. “Take it. You think you can’t, but you can.”
I opened my jaw and let him slide further inside.
He jerked his cock out of my mouth and rolled backward. “Get out.”
I thought I’d done something wrong and took a second to look at him as I crawled out from under the desk. He moved closer and yanked my shirt up over my head. Within seconds, he was tossing my shirt and bra onto his desk.
He stood, his eyes darkening as he watched me, and he stroked his erection before reaching for his belt. He pulled it loose with a series of pops and crooked a finger at me. “Hold out your wrists.”
Oh shit. We were really getting into it now. I held out both arms, and he looped the belt lightly around my wrists. “What’s this for?” I asked, then remembered I wasn’t supposed to talk.
He tsked and wagged his finger at me. “You broke the rules. Do you know what happens when you do that?”
I shook my head, and his grin turned positively feral.
“You get punished.” He pulled me to my feet, using the belt for leverage. He pinched my nipple hard enough to make me gasp, and a throb of heat settled in my pussy. Dipping his head, he pulled the nipple into his mouth and sucked until I moaned and arched toward him.
The minute I moved, he backed away with a wicked gleam in his eye. “I’m going to enjoy this. Next time, you’ll be allowed to use that perfect mouth for talking. And screaming. But you have to be quiet today.”
I brought my hands down to my lips and mimed zipping them closed.
The corners of his eyes crinkled as he smiled. “That’s my good girl. Now, let’s get you set up for the next part.” He glanced around at his desk, then at the wall behind him. “Here.” He grabbed the belt and secured it to a hook used for hanging their heavy coats.
The height stretched my body so that I was almost on my tiptoes.
Henry took a step back and tapped his finger against his lips. “Perfect.” His cock jutted out, and he was still fully clothed, but I’d never been more turned on. He reached out and ran his hands up my legs, gathering the skirt in both hands as he went. “I love these skirts.” He worked the material up to my hips, then ran a hand over my ass. He patted it lightly, testing me. When I moaned and rubbed my ass over his cock, he chuckled. “Damn me to hell for this. This one’s going to hurt. Don’t scream.”
His palm met my ass in a resounding smack that pulsed all the way to my core. I bit my lip to keep from screaming at the unique blend of pain and pleasure. My juices flowed down my legs and I clamped my thighs together. Henry bowed his body around mine. “I love having you in here all to myself. No one knows the filthy things I’m doing to you. But I can’t do everything I want, so I have to be satisfied with this.” He worked his knee between mine. “Spread your legs.”
The order came sharp and fast. I squeezed my legs together one last time, then widened my stance.
“More.” He tapped my feet, sliding them apart until the strain caused my arms to burn and my thighs to quiver. “Perfect.” He thrust his cock between my legs, gliding it over my slit without penetrating. His cock gathered my juices, telling him how wet I was for him. I wanted him to fuck me, right here, right now.
The feel of his dick so close to my entrance made me whimper with wild desire. I tried to change the angle and tease him inside, but Henry twisted away. He smacked my ass again, then smoothed his hand over the stinging skin. “Your ass looks so good with my handprint on it. It turns a delicious shade of pink.” He palmed my hip, then slid his hand around to my pussy. “And this.” He cupped me hard and drove his cock in the space between his fingers. “This sweet pussy is hot for me. I’m going to fuck you, Emma. Do you want that?”
I spasmed around him, and another gush of juices ran out over Henry’s hand. I couldn’t take much more without coming all over him. It was all too different and delicious. It drove me wild. The thrill of the forbidden coursed through me. All I could think about was Henry’s cock and the pleasure he made me feel. I nodded savagely and almost melted into the floor when he pushed a thick finger into me.
“Soon.” He worked his finger in and out of me in long strokes. “See, there’s this thing that I love. It’s called edging.” He added another finger. “That’s when I take you right to the edge of an orgasm, then stop.”
His fingers stilled one thrust away from sending me over the edge. He gripped my hip to keep me from moving. The thickness of his fingers was a delicious agony. I wanted to come. I needed to explode with that rush of glorious freedom. Henry wouldn’t let me. Once the edge of my orgasm wore off, he pumped into me again, taking his time dragging his fingers along my walls. “When you do come, it will be so intense you’ll think you’ve died.” He pressed his thumb to my clit and stopped moving his fingers again. “This can go on for hours during a really good session. That’s what I’m capable of. I can give you pain and pleasure that will change everything you thought you knew about sex.”
My body was on fire and growing hotter with every word. Henry was promising me things I’d dreamed of but didn’t know how to achieve.
“But there’s a darkness in me, Emma. It goes far deeper than what I’m doing today. You need to know that before you agree to anything else from me.”
I heard his words, but I couldn’t process them right now. All I could do was feel him pushing me closer and closer to an edge that I didn’t understand but knew that I wanted. I’d meant it when I said I trusted him. Maybe I was foolish, but he inspired trust.
I dangled over the precipice of another orgasm and Henry stopped yet again. His fingers were nothing short of miraculous. They plucked and played my pussy and clit like an instrument he understood on every level.
He was a master at this game, and all I could do was enjoy the ride. His fingers left me completely. I angled my head to look over my shoulder and watched him raise his fingers to his mouth and lick them clean. His pants hung low on his hips, and seeing him like that—fully dressed but with his cock stretched taut while I was half-naked—twisted the forbidden fantasy to another level.
He reached over me and unhooked my hands from the wall. “You’re doing so good, Emma. I think you deserve a reward. And I can’t wait much longer to put my cock in that tight pussy. You’re going squeeze me, and my length is going to go so deep inside you, you’re going to writhe with pleasure.”
Yes, please. God yes. I let my eyes and body do the talking, and Henry smiled at me while he pushed my back over his desk and lifted my legs around his waist. He bent at the waist and stroked his cock between my folds. The head hit my clit and I gasped.
Henry dipped his head and took a nipple between his teeth. He fondled the other breast, kneading it, then teasing the nipple to a diamond-hard peak.
I started to loop my arms over his neck, but he lifted his head out of reach. He used both hands to push my legs apart and then widened his stance. His cock was right there, mere inches separating us.
Henry looked straight at me and thrust forward. He seated himself to the hilt, filling me to capacity and almost sending me over the edge. My mouth opened in a silent scream, and I twisted my head, biting my lip. More. Fuck, I needed more.
Henry adjusted his stance and dragged his cock out so slowly that my body shook. He reentered me just as slowly, making the pleasure build with each delicious inch he fed into me. “Fuck you feel good.” His mouth twisted and his grip on my legs tightened. “I’m going to let you come now, Emma. Remember, not a sound.”
I threw my arms over my head and watched him fuck me. His entire face changed as he thrust into me. He was concentrated on my pussy, watching his cock slide in and out of my tight folds. I clenched my inner walls and he let out a ragged breath through pursed lips. This man who sought control was coming undone. Because of me. I took this big, powerful man, and reduced him to a quivering bundle of nerves that needed to come as badly as I did.
I knew then that I didn’t care how dark Henry’s kink went. I was more than willing to go along for the ride. His body convulsed and he increased his speed, driving into me harder and faster. The orgasm he’d denied me rushed in, swamping me in a tidal wave of bliss. I shoved Henry’s belt between my teeth and bit down hard on the leather. My entire body stiffened, and I clamped down on his cock with all of my strength. I needed to feel him come inside me with a desperation that I should find frightening.
“Emma. Fuck. You’re strangling my dick, and it feels so damned good. Keep doing it. Just like that. Oh, baby.” He stiffened and let out a deep groan. His cock swelled and hot cum spurted inside me in wave after wave. I worked my hips over his cock in a slow wave, milking every last drop from him.
Henry stayed between my legs for several minutes. Our gasping breaths filled the office, and he unbound my hands before pulling his cock out and tucking it back in his pants. He scooped me up and cupped the back of my head, cradling me against his chest. “Did I hurt you?”
“No.” My voice sounded scratchy from holding back my screams. I cleared it and looked up at him from beneath my lashes. “I’m beginning to think that Derek was right.”
“About what?” He narrowed his eyes at me. “We just had sex and you want to talk about Derek?”
“Not exactly.” I gripped the front of his shirt and smirked. “Derek brought up the possibility of him, Alex, and Samuel sharing me. Alex had some interesting ideas on how that might work.” I waited a heartbeat before I continued. “I’d like to see what else you can do. If you’re willing.” I wanted to have my choice of all of them. I knew that what Henry had done to me today was just the beginning.
And the possibility of more was too delicious to ignore.
14
ALEX
What was I thinking? I scrubbed both hands down my face and around the back of my neck. I knew better than to agree to meet my ex. I also knew she wouldn’t stop until she got what she wanted. Whatever the fuck that might be this time.
