I knew this was over.

  If we continued much longer, we would be caught.

  There was nothing to say. We obviously had a powerful connection, a physical combustion that rivaled the most powerful engine in the world. Our chemistry was unusual because it was so explosive. She wanted me, and I wanted her. I was drunk on her confidence, and she wanted to make love to my power. We were two sides of the same coin, two conquerors that wanted the same piece of land.

  And neither one of us was willing to give in to the other.

  I stepped back and wiped the corner of my lip, feeling her kiss still lingering on my skin. I gave her one final look before I stepped away, knowing there was nothing more to say. Anytime we were alone together, this would probably happen. Our minds were both so logical, both so hard, that we knew it was wrong.

  But our bodies thought otherwise.

  * * *

  Raindrops splattered against my window that Tuesday afternoon. The light tapping was soothing as I sat at my desk and managed all my frontiers at once. I’d had a meeting that morning that wasn’t as productive as I hoped it would be, but at least it was a step in the right direction.

  Something about the rain put me at ease. Like white noise that blocked out the sounds you didn’t want to hear, the rain sheathed me from the cacophony and chaos of the city. If I hadn’t had that meeting today, I probably wouldn’t have come to work at all. I would have stayed in my penthouse and worked from home in front of the fireplace.

  Natalie tapped her knuckles against my wooden door before she poked her head inside. “Sir, Ms. Titan is here to see you.”

  I nearly did a double take.

  “She’s not on your schedule for the afternoon. Shall I send her away?”

  I had a meeting with my financial advisor, but that could wait until another day. “No. Clear my schedule for the next hour.”

  “Okay, sir.”

  “And don’t disturb us.”

  Natalia gave a quick nod before she walked out.

  I didn’t know what Titan wanted, but I hoped it was something unprofessional.

  Titan walked inside a moment later, a long, black rain jacket covering her dress underneath. She was in her usual stilettos, solid black and sleek. There wasn’t a single scuff mark on them, as if they were brand new.

  They probably were, actually.

  I didn’t rise from my chair, watching her like a hawk watched its prey. Now she was in my world, on my turf. This was my kingdom, and she was a mere citizen now. I was the king, and she was a simple subject.

  She sat down in the leather armchair facing my desk and immediately crossed her legs. “Thanks for seeing me, Hunt.”

  “Pleasure is all mine.” My arms rested on the armrests of my chair, and my leg was crossed, one ankle resting on the opposite knee. My fingertips felt the wooden armrest underneath me, drawing intricate circles. My office was a direct contrast to hers. I preferred rich and dark colors, bold aesthetics that matched the testosterone running through my veins. It was a powerful place, a home where most of my ideas were born.

  Titan sat in an elegant position, her back rigid and straight but the features of her face soft. Her hair was down that afternoon, her dark strands acting as a curtain around the back of her head. It reached down her shoulders and past her gorgeous tits. She didn’t bring a bag with her or a folder. Whatever she wanted to discuss would only be conveyed verbally.

  That was a good sign.

  “How can I help you, Titan?” As with any business meeting, I didn’t voice my assumptions before the other party stated their demands. I suspected I knew why she was there, but I wasn’t going to throw my hat in the ring just yet.

  “I wanted to know if you’d reconsidered my offer.”

  There was only one offer she’d made, so I assumed she wasn’t talking about anything else. “There’s nothing to reconsider.” Based on her requirements, it wasn’t something I could do long term. Even short term might be a struggle. There were times when I wanted to fuck her hard and fast, taking her in whatever position I desired. I didn’t want to have to ask permission. And I certainly didn’t want to be given it either.

  She tilted her head slightly, absorbing my simple remark without offense. “Then that’s a firm no?”

  All I gave was a nod.

  “Care to elaborate?”

  My hands gripped the edges of my chair because I loved the shade of her lipstick. I wanted to stand in front of her, sweep her hair into my hand, and plow my enormous cock inside that slender little throat.

  I wanted to make her gag.

  “I’m too dominant. We both know that.”

  “But you don’t always need to be dominant.”

  “If that’s the case, why don’t we switch?”

  She pressed her lips together tightly, lacking a counterargument.

  “I think it’d be a lot of fun, Titan. Having a woman like you take charge would be sexy as hell. But only for so long.”

  “I never said it had to be permanent.”

  “I’m thinking a week.”

  “That’s not long enough for us to trust each other.”

  I shrugged in response.

  She uncrossed her legs and continued to watch me, her thoughts swirling behind those intelligent eyes. Something was at work. Cogs were turning, and her mechanism was ticking. She suddenly rose to her feet, standing with perfect posture in front of my desk. “Let me show you what it could be like.” Her hands went to the front of her jacket, and she slowly undid each button. “You might change your mind.”

  In record speed, I popped a boner.

  When the last button was undone, she pushed the jacket off her shoulders, revealing her standing in a one-piece teddy made of sheer lace that covered some of her body and didn’t leave much to the imagination.

  Fuck.

  A clasp was located near her crotch, telling me her lingerie could be crotchless with the snap of two fingers. The lace stretched over her body because it was perfectly formfitting, and her nipples were noticeable in the thin fabric.

  Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.

  She sauntered around my desk, changing my office into another one of her properties. Now she owned the building, owned the office, and owned me. She grabbed the two armrests of my chair and rolled me back until I was closer to the window. She immediately straddled my hips, palmed the back of my head, and then tilted my mouth to hers.

  I was already lost in a haze, not thinking twice about what I was doing. My cock pressed against my slacks as it tried to get out and slip inside her. My hands glided to her thighs, squeezing the thin muscles under my grasp.

  She gripped my tie and loosened it in seconds, kissing me at the same time. She pulled it from around my neck, sliding it down my shirt until it was wrapped around her fist. Then she grabbed my hands and pinned them around the back of my chair.

  I let her overpower me, aroused by this beautiful woman who didn’t hesitate to take action. She slowly ground against my cock, giving me friction while doing the same to herself. She brushed her lips against mine, teasing me as she secured my wrists together in an impressive knot. When I tugged against it, my hands could barely move.

  This woman meant business.

  Her mouth returned to mine, devouring my lips and tongue like they belonged to her exclusively. Her fingers undid the buttons of my shirt, and she kissed me, infused me with her passion. She was featherlight on top of me, but she exerted so much power that I could feel her everywhere.

  I nibbled on her bottom lip, taking her mouth more aggressively than she took mine. I craned my neck to get to her, to have more of her. My tongue swiped into her mouth then slowly danced with hers.

  She moaned.

  “Titan…” I spoke into her mouth as I looked her in the eye, feeling my skin prickle everywhere. I wasn’t even inside her yet, and I wanted to burst. My hands yanked against the silk of my tie, anxious to break free and enjoy her gorgeous body, but the knot was too strong.

  Titan was too strong.

  She pushed my shirt open to reveal my bare chest then undid my pants next. She yanked the belt out and tossed it on the floor before she unfastened the button and zipper. After some adjusting, she got my boxer briefs down to my ankles.

  My mouth could lie to her and say it wasn’t into this, but my throbbing cock couldn’t. It was pumped with blood, so thick it was about to explode. I was slightly longer than I usually was because I was that hard up, that aroused by this woman. My balls were tight, anxious to give her my come anywhere she would take it.

  She slid to the floor, her knees on the hard wood. Her face was close to my waist, her mouth looking beautiful that close to my cock. She hadn’t sucked me off yet, and I was finally about to get that lipstick smeared against my cock.

  I could barely breathe.

  She ran her hand up my muscular thighs, slowly inching to my stomach. She massaged me gently, teasing me by not touching the one place I wanted to be touched the most. She eyed my big dick before she licked her lips.

  Jesus Christ, woman.

  She scooted closer to me, her lips parted and her eyes anxious.

  I yanked on my hands again, wanting to grab her by the hair and guide her mouth to where I wanted her most.

  She ran her hand through her hair and pulled it over one shoulder before she licked her lips again.

  God.

  She finally leaned down and pressed her mouth against my balls, my aching sac. She kissed the sensitive web of nerves before she dragged her soft tongue over my textured skin, making my balls tense so hard I actually forgot to breathe.

  I tugged on my tie again.

  She moved quicker, dragging her tongue everywhere. She sucked the skin into her mouth, getting more of it as she sucked harder. Her tongue moved across it, lubricating my balls with her saliva.

  I’d never seen a woman give head like this. She took her time, dragged it out. She made me build up without even touching my dick. She pleased me like it was her profession—and she was the employee of the year.

  I was tied to my chair in the middle of the day, rain hitting the windows, and the richest woman in the world was on her knees licking my balls like she couldn’t get enough of them into her mouth.

  Hottest thing I’d ever seen.

  My dick couldn’t be any harder.

  She finally dragged her tongue all the way up my length, slowly rising until she reached the head of my cock. Now she held herself up on her knees, leaning over me with her perfectly styled hair across my stomach. She swiped her tongue over the head of my cock, tasting the pre-come that formed the second her mouth was on my balls.

  She sheathed me all the way to my hilt.

  “Fuck…” I ground my teeth together, but that didn’t stop the moan from escaping my lips. My jaw was clenched so tightly it was about to pop. Her mouth was soft and warm, her saliva coating me all the way down.

  She dug her nails into my bottom abs as she worked her neck to take my cock over and over. She kept her pace slow, gradually descending to my balls then back up again. When she pulled my head out of her mouth, a trail of saliva connected my cock and her lips to each other. She licked it with her tongue, severing the contact. Then she locked her gaze with mine.

  And licked her lips.

  My cock twitched in response. She placed a loving kiss on the tip of my dick then dragged her tongue along the groove. When she pushed him into the back of her throat again, she took him all the way. I was a big man with a big package, and I was used to women taking me in halfway because I was simply too long.

  But I wasn’t too long for Tatum Titan.

  She sucked me off for another minute before she wrapped her hand around my base. She jerked me off slowly, squeezing and twisting her hand as she moved up and down. She locked her gaze on me, maintaining eye contact as she pleased me. “You don’t come until I tell you to come.”

  My cock twitched in her hands.

  “Do you understand?” She rubbed her thumb across the head, catching another drop of pre-come. She brought her thumb to her mouth and sucked it.

  Every muscle in my body was tight in anticipation. I held her gaze, my breathing slowly escalating.

  “Hunt.” Her hand moved to my balls, and she massaged them before she dragged her tongue up my length.

  This was the best fucking head I’d ever gotten.

  Five-star blow job.

  Made me forget every woman who’d ever wrapped her lips around my length.

  Jesus Christ.

  “Do you understand me?” She spoke with her mouth against the length of my cock.

  She knew I wasn’t going to come, but she wanted my cooperation. She wanted me to yield to her, to answer her when she asked a question. It was a preliminary to what was coming next.

  But I wasn’t hers to command, so I said nothing.

  She rose to her feet and unsnapped the bottom of her teddy, opening herself up so she could take me without removing her lingerie. “Then I’ll make you understand, Hunt.”

  I automatically tugged on my tie, my cock so thick it actually hurt. I’d never seen a sexier woman in my life, someone so confident in her skin. I watched her rip into a packet and roll the condom to the base of my dick.

  Then she climbed on top of me, pointed my fat cock at her entrance, and slid all the way down.

  I pressed my forehead to hers and groaned, doing my best to remain quiet so my assistants wouldn’t know I was having the best sex of my life right now. My hips immediately flexed upward, shoving my length as deep inside her as I could go.

  She wrapped her arms around my neck, adjusted herself until the bottoms of her feet were flat against the chair, and then she raised her body with perfect posture, holding herself upright without expressing the slightest exertion. Then she moved down again.

  Fuck. Yes.

  She kept her eyes on me, the fierce authority burning in her gaze. Her lips were parted as she breathed through her movement, riding my dick all the way from the tip down to the base. “Hunt…so good.”

  “Titan…” I tried to slip my hands out of the knot because now I was desperate to touch her, to feel that gorgeous body that was riding my dick.

  “I love your cock.”

  I tugged again, using all of my strength to try to rip the tie in half. I didn’t care if I went the rest of the day in just my collared shirt. My hands ached to touch this woman, to fuck her with my hands. “I love your pussy.”

  She took her time riding me, giving me slow and even strokes. When it was slow like this, it was just as good as a rough pounding. We took our time enjoying each other, my hips moving slowly to meet her thrusts.

  I could do this all fucking day.

  Natalie’s voice came over the intercom. “Sir, I have Pine Rosenthal on the phone.”

  Goddammit, Pine.

  Titan dug her nails into my shoulders. “You don’t speak to anyone until I’m finished with you.” She sat on my dick, taking in every single inch as she leaned back and hit the button on the intercom.

  I couldn’t barely think when I was buried this deep inside Titan’s pussy. “Tell him I’ll call him back. Don’t disturb me for any reason.”

  Titan came back to me, fucking me like there had been no interruption at all.

  I craned my neck so I could kiss her, stick my tongue in her mouth. I sucked her lips, kissed her mouth, and gave her my tongue as she gave me hers. I’d never fallen so deep into sex, had all of my surroundings fade away until there was nothing but the two of us. The experience was spiritual, existing on a different plane that was higher than reality.

  So fucking good.

  She rocked her hips forward and backward, grinding her clit against my pelvic bone. “I’m gonna come…all over this fat cock.”

  I closed my eyes for an instant, a moan escaping between my teeth.

  She rocked harder, her breaths turning into whimpers. Her nails almost drew blood as she gripped me, nearly slicing me. She bit her bottom lip as her eyes focused on me, that beautiful blush in her cheeks just before she slipped off the cliff. “God…Hunt…yes.”

  I’d never struggled so hard not to come. I wanted to fill that condom with all of my seed, but I forced myself to wait. I watched her performance, the way her head rolled back as she suppressed the scream she wanted to release. Her pussy tightened around my cock, gripping it like a hand made of steel.

  I breathed through my pleasure, my cock so thick it wasn’t going to last much longer.

  Her orgasm seemed to stretch on forever. Maybe it just seemed long because I was so anxious to follow her. Watching this woman enjoy my body was better than any porn I’d ever viewed.

  She pressed her face into my neck as she finished, her screams muffled by my skin. She caught her breath before she sat back, back on top of my dick. “I’m gonna let you come…only because I know you have work to do.”

  I thrust my hips into her.

  “Since you did as I asked, I’ll reward you. How do you want it, Hunt? Slow and deep like this? Or hard and fast?”

  I was so desperate to come I didn’t care about anything else at that point. I just wanted to experience what she had felt, to feel that all-consuming orgasm that made her toes curl. “Hard and fast, Titan.”

  She planted her hands against my chest and got to work, moving up and down and taking my length at an incredible speed. The chair squeaked slightly from the momentum of her movements, her body shifting up and down, her pussy so wet there was hardly any friction.

  I watched her tits shake and felt my cock harden to the breaking point. I breathed harder and harder, my hands tugging on the tie until it finally started to slip with my sweat. When my entire body stiffened, I stopped breathing, and with my balls pulled tightly against my body, I came.

  And I came hard.

  “Fuck…” The explosion was unreal. Like waves in an ocean storm, it was powerful and natural. I felt like a man, pure male pumped with nothing but testosterone. She fulfilled a fantasy I didn’t know I had, making me come with such masculinity that it allowed my orgasm to stretch on a little longer than it normally would.

  It was the best orgasm I’d ever had, the most powerful one to date.

  It was unbelievable.

 

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