PA Expose - a full length erotic novel with submission themes (Xcite Erotic Romance Novels) (7 page)

Cally could feel herself trembling as she moved to stand in front of the stranger. How far did Jake intend to let this go? Her breath caught as the man reached up tentatively and stroked the backs of his fingers over the globes of pale flesh.

‘Enjoy her, like I do,’ Jake encouraged. ‘She will not object, will you, Cally?’

‘No, sir,’ Cally whispered. She trembled at his words.

The man needed little more persuading. He cupped both breasts in his hands, lifted and kneaded them, gently at first and then more firmly, with increasing confidence. His focus was intent, all his senses directed to the enjoyment he got from such close attention to her naked body. His thumbs ran backward and forward over the sensitive nipples until Cally had to fight the desire to groan.

‘They are truly magnificent,’ he declared.

‘But surely a man cannot say he has fully experienced the delights of a woman’s breasts, if he only uses his hands?’ Jake wondered aloud.

‘No, I agree.’ The second man, who had been taking his pleasure vicariously until now, indicated his desire to experience such enjoyment. ‘May I?’ He asked Jake’s permission as if he believed she was his property, to do with what he wanted. Cally was stunned at the thought but more amazed by how turned on and hot she was becoming at their use of her.

‘Cally, you will allow the other gentleman to lick your nipples.’

She turned to Jake, uncertain.

‘Cally!’ Jake exclaimed. ‘You are here to service my visitors, on my command, not to make life difficult for them. Do you wish to enrage me?’

‘No, sir. What do you want me to do?’ Cally was unsure of how Jake wished her to proceed, if not of his intentions toward her.

‘Sit astride his lap, facing him, so he can get full access to your breasts to tongue them.’

Cally knew her skirt would not allow her to do as he requested; she would have to hitch it above her thighs. She hesitated for a second before acting, until she heard Jake clear his throat in warning. The movement not only revealed the tops of her stockings, but the suspenders attached to them and the creamy expanse of naked flesh pointing its clear signal to the hot, wet little crotch of her lacy panties. She could smell the musk of her own eager sex and was shamed to realise this man could too.

The man lifted her breast to his mouth and moaned his delight. He ran his tongue lightly around the turgid tip of first one firm nipple and then the other, alternately flicking and firmly laving until Cally found herself squirming in his lap. She could not hold back a moan of pleasure too.

Suddenly she felt herself yanked off the man’s lap. ‘That’s enough.’ Jake sounded angry with her. ‘I don’t expect my PA to be acting like a little cock tease.’

Cally was confused. He’d wanted her to do it, hadn’t he? How could he then blame her when she reacted to the tormenting attention the men gave to her body?

‘I’ll see you out, gentlemen,’ Jake announced tersely. ‘I’ll be back to talk to you, Cally, about your behaviour.’

He really sounded angry. Or frustrated. Why demand she do these things, if he was going to get pissed off about it? Cally knew she was in for trouble but it wasn’t her fault. She grabbed up her blouse and rapidly put it on. The black fabric clung to the wetness of her nipples, where they had been sucked thoroughly.

Suddenly, she remembered the keys. The few precious minutes while Jake escorted the two men out represented her chance to look in his locked set of desk drawers and she was going to take it. She grabbed up the key and found her hands shaking as she located and turned the correct one in the lock.

Cally pulled open the top drawer silently. It was empty except for a blue box. Her hand was on it, withdrawing it from the desk, when Jake’s voice rang in her ears. ‘So you have found the little present I had planned for you.’

‘Present?’ Cally stood there quaking. Caught in the act. She forgot all about not speaking until spoken to, or addressing him deferentially. He didn’t seem to care right now.

‘Yes. I had planned to give you this gift at some time in the near future, but now you have been a naughty, inquisitive girl, looking into things that do not concern you. Betraying the trust I had placed in you.’

Cally looked down at the keys. Another test? Did Jake leave her alone with them deliberately?

‘I’m sorry.’ She attempted appeasement. Her legs were shaking. Jake looked and sounded like a violent mixture of male anger and animal arousal.

‘How dare you take pleasure in the touch of another man?’

So that was what was really riling him. ‘You ordered me to do it.’

‘I told you to let him take his pleasure of you, not the other way around.’

‘My body just …’ Cally tailed off. She had no idea what she could say to explain the effect his sexually charged demands were having on her. She knew she could not win whatever she said or did. She was aware enough of the unwritten rules to understand the nature of the game she played.

Jake removed the unopened box from her hand. ‘I have decided to give you the present now,’ he told her. ‘Lie down on my desk.’

He removed the tray of cold coffee and other items elsewhere and indicated for her to lie full length upon the surface, on her back. So at least he didn’t intend to spank her. And was that worse? Whatever did he plan to do to her now?

Jake opened the box and withdrew the unusual item within. Cally’s eyes grew wider. She knew what they were.

Love eggs.

Oh God, he intended to insert them into her vagina. She already knew his modus operandi. He was going to make her keep them in all day until she was driven wild with the need to orgasm. Keep her on the edge, like yesterday, without being allowed to go over it. And he was a master of that little torment already.

A heady mixture of blind panic and erotic thrill washed through her as she positioned herself slowly on top of the desk before him.

‘Raise your hips,’ Jake demanded when she was lying down. He stretched his hands around her waist and undid the button on her skirt. He shimmied it down over her hips and dropped it onto the chair. Cally lay there in the white panties, black stockings, and suspenders. Her very high stilettos remained on her feet. She had still not buttoned up her blouse and Jake yanked the two sides apart to reveal her naked breasts.

‘So, you have let other men touch these?’ Jake did not require her response. He touched them, lightly at first and then more firmly, squeezing and manipulating the tissue beneath his firm fingers. Cally gasped. ‘And you have let men taste them too.’ He leant over and took an erect nipple between his teeth. He rolled it between his lip-covered teeth gently, then scraped more firmly along their length with the lightest touch of his teeth. Cally was ready to cry out when he sucked powerfully at them, as if trying to draw them fully into his mouth.

‘You are a horny little slut,’ he murmured, sounding as if that was exactly what he wanted her to be. ‘And I will treat you like the horny little slut that you’ve shown yourself to be.’

Jake walked to the end of the desk, standing between her bent knees and legs which dangled over the side. He gripped the sides of her panties with each hand, pulled them down to her ankles and flung them away. He was breathing hard as he bent her legs up, placing each stocking-covered foot on the edge of his desk, wide apart, and ran his hand over the shiny, damp flesh of her cunt as it parted beneath his probing caress.

‘No doubt you would have let those men fuck you too, if they had still been here now. Wouldn’t you?’

‘Yes,’ Cally admitted truthfully.

‘Do you want me to fuck you?’ Jake ground out.

‘Yes. I want you to fuck me.’ Cally’s hips thrust upwards involuntarily. The blood pounded between her legs, engorging her pussy lips and clit, in nature’s age-old response designed to entice the predatory male who stood between her thighs, waiting to take his pleasure of her.

‘You are a demanding little bitch, aren’t you? But this isn’t about what you want. You are here for my sexual pleasure, not your own.’

Jake took hold of the love eggs from the box and placed the first of the two attached objects at the gaping entrance to her muscular tunnel. The cool smoothness of the silver, metallic surface made her recoil a little in anticipation of the intrusion. Jake exerted slight pressure on it, so it parted the tightness guarding her entrance. A muscular spasm revealed Cally’s tension, denying Jake access. He pressed harder upon it, until it breached the barrier minutely. Her slick arousal made the function easily manageable. Cally moaned her unfulfilled satisfaction as sensations rolled through her at this stimulation of her vagina. Her hips tilted upward, attempting to ease the entrance of the object more deeply and quickly to attain the delights she sought.

‘I decide how it happens,’ he warned her. ‘I decide how fast, how firmly. You have no control. Accept what I do to you and what I don’t do. Is that clear?’

Cally could only murmur her assent. It took all her self-control not to reach down and thrust the object inside herself forcefully, to attain the stimulation that its intrusion into her aching pussy would give her. Her fingertips gripped the edges of the desk.

Jake held it to her entrance without increasing the pressure until her movements subsided. Then he thrust more powerfully until it was halfway in and halfway out. He stopped to soothe her clit with his thumb and Cally began to jerk in response to that gentlest of teasing.

‘What is it Cally, my darling? What do you want me to do? You know I won’t fuck you.’

‘Push it in me hard, Jake, for God’s sake. Hard.’ She sounded as desperate for fulfilment as she was.

Jake stilled for a long, tense moment. ‘Like this?’ He rammed it home as her vagina swallowed it, causing tremors of pure pleasure to course through her pussy and up throughout her body until she felt her nipples tingle out an echoing call of shivering delight.

‘Yes,’ she yelped, her voice raised in tone. ‘Let me come, Jake,’ she pleaded.

‘Oh no, my little houri. You know that is not going to happen just because you want it to.’

Cally could have wept her frustration but for the soothing, repetitive movement of his fingers through her juicy cunny, keeping her balancing on the edge of madness.

‘But I still have the second one to insert,’ he reminded her. He held her thrusting hips down onto the desk with a firmly placed palm on her soft Venus mound, as he placed the adjoining chilled object at her entrance. She recoiled for a second time. Jake shoved it with powerful fingers as far up into her warm cave as he could with a single thrust, pressing the first object before it. He released her immediately to retrieve her panties.

‘Now you will remain stimulated all day. They’re weighted so each time you move, they will shift within you, keeping you at that edge of desire so necessary to make you an obedient slave to your master. That will bring me much pleasure to see.’ Jake pulled her upright and toward him until she sat at the edge of the desk. Already she could feel the subtle effects of the insertion softly whispering inside her.

Jake watched intense feelings of desire scud across Cally’s gently flushed features. Her hair had escaped its tight constraints and dangled prettily about her face; her eyes were darkened by perpetual arousal. Frankly, Jake could have taken her there and then. But at least he could do something to relieve his own tension. He found himself feeling sorry for the poor frustrated female before him. He wished they could relieve both their tensions together, and to hell with Mathers. But that wasn’t what he was getting paid for.

‘Your sexy little performance has caused me to require my own release and my needs cannot be left unattended. I want you to use your pretty little mouth to bring me relief. Now.’ He swapped places with her, leaning back against the edge of the desk, and pushed her to her knees before him.

His own frantic fingers aided his throbbing cock to leap free, finally, of the confines of his restrictive clothing. He knew this wasn’t going to take long, unfortunately. He placed the sensitised tip carefully against Cally’s full, pouting lips and allowed his hands to rest on the desk beside him as her slender fingers took over, grasping and guiding his hot, pulsing prick, slowly, slowly into the warm, wet cavern of her mouth. She wanted this, he could tell, almost as much as she wanted to orgasm. The hottest girl he’d ever known.

The torture of it was intense. Jake had to resist the urge to thrust but was pleased to find she could take a lot of its length into her throat. The friction as it glided over her tightened lips made him groan. When she used her clever little tongue to flick the unsheathed head and tickle moisture from the tip, he found himself urging her on, urging her to continue.

As her lips kneaded expertly around his swollen ridge, Jake reached across his desk and picked up the remote control that activated the eggs inside her. His grimace was partly the heightened tension as he held himself back, through sheer force of will, from those final ecstatic moments, so eagerly anticipated, and partly from the thrill of what he was about to unleash on Cally’s unsuspecting senses.

He activated the device. Cally froze, his cock fully in her mouth, the fingers and thumb of one hand circling its base and the palm of the other cupping his tight balls. God, he must like to live dangerously. The moment for Jake was as tense as it was for Cally. He felt the low moan rumble up through her body from the depths of her teased vagina, where the metallic ovals thrummed, building in intensity as it developed, shuddering through her core. It escaped her throat in a harsh whisper of breath that thrilled along the length of his rock-hard prick.

He slammed off the vibrating action and felt her crumble around him.

Jake took her head in his hands, urging her to go deeper, as he suddenly shot his load with a groan of pure pleasure. Each thrust wrenched the last drops of pearly liquid from him into her mouth. He held her still until the final waves of ecstasy tore through him and he felt nearly sane again.

He withdrew slowly as Cally sank back onto her heels, spent with excitement and frustration.

Jake pulled her gently to her feet before him, where she remained, unmoving, as he tidied himself away. As he caught her glancing at the device on his desk, he laughed. ‘Don’t think for one minute that you will get your hot little hands on that,’ he told her. ‘That is my new toy. And I think I’m going to have a little fun with it. Do you like your present, Cally? The one you found when you were snooping in my desk?’