His Possession

He would do one better. Going to his drawer, he pulled out a spare tube of lubrication. Ever since seeing her hot ass walking round his office, he’d learned to keep a spare tube of lube in case of emergencies. He’d been wanking over her hot body since the moment he met her.

“Do I need some?” she asked.

“No. You’re wet already.” She blushed and looked away, embarrassed.

“Hey, don’t be like that. I love how wet you get. It shows you desire me.” A blush still stained her cheeks, but she looked more flush than shamed.

Cadeon made sure he had plenty of lubrication before he leaned back and began to massage his cock.

“Show me, baby,” he said.

“I don’t know how.”

“Lick your fingers. I’ll tell you how.” She licked the fingers of her right hand. “Now, press them between your legs on your pu**y. Like that. Move them around.” He watched her delicate touch against her own body.

His shaft jumped in his hand. She looked so sexy using her fingers to bring herself off. “Slowly, find what you’re looking for.” He watched her playing with her body. Violet looked over at him panicked.

“I can’t do it,” she said, tears in her eyes. Pulling his hand away from his own body, he leaned forward and grabbed her hand. Sucking her fingers between his lips, he heard her gasp. Her feminine juice coated his tongue. Licking every last bit of taste, he guided her back between her legs.

Her eyes remained firmly on him. Cadeon used her fingers to touch her clit. Her body jolted from the contact.

“Do you feel that?” A nod of the head. “Explore yourself.”

Before he went back to his cock, he unbuttoned her blouse. Opening the sides he pulled her br**sts over the top of her bra. He knew he should be going slower with her. Cadeon couldn’t stop himself. When he was in her company, he felt like he’d known her forever.

Leaning back in his chair, his hand round his cock, he watched the view. Her tits heaved over the top of her bra. He imagined f**king between her tits, her tongue swirling along the tip of his cock. Moaning, he travelled down her body. Her tummy was nicely rounded, something he could grab onto and f**k hard. She didn’t have a skinny body. She was a pure woman who could take the hard, rough, or gentle screwing. Cadeon loved to mix his sex up. He knew there would come a point when he would unleash his lust. There was only so long he could keep the possessive side of himself locked up.

Her fingers were creamy with her juice. He heard how wet she was every time she flicked her clit. A moan escaped her lips as her fingers touched her clit.

Cadeon wasn’t watching a woman masturbating herself. He was watching a woman finding who she was. A woman on the quest of pleasure. Staring at the wonder in her eyes as she stared back at him, Cadeon knew something would change once she reached her orgasm. This was the point in a woman’s life where he could hold her, protect her and watch her flourish – or destroy every ounce of personality within her.

Pulling his foreskin back, he ran the tip of his finger along and around the sensitive flesh underneath.

She stared at him. Her teeth biting into her lip. Body shaking. Cadeon could see she was close. He sped up the beats of his hand, watching the way her legs shook and her hand increased in the one spot of her clitoris. Two fingers together massaging her. He watched her, absorbing everything she liked. What made her eyes widen, what made her wince. All of it, he watched and learned. Feeding the information to the deepest part of his brain.

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Violet felt his gaze on every part of her skin. Her body was flush with arousal, her fingers slippery wet from her own sex. She moaned as he continued to f**k his fist. The way she felt about him scared her in that moment. There was nothing she wouldn’t do for him. She felt it in her blood.

When she was with him, she felt safe and happy. Even if he scared her sometimes, the fear didn’t stay with her long term.

“That’s it, baby. Touch your pu**y. I want to see you coming.”

Moaning as his words tightened the muscles inside her pu**y, her fingers were frantic as she searched for the release she knew he could give her.

“Cadeon,” she screamed as her body shook from the pleasure, her fingers bringing her over the edge. Opening her eyes, she saw Cadeon grab some tissue as a growl erupted from him.

“Fuck, yeah.”

Before she had time to catch her breath, he grabbed her. He took her onto his lap, one leg over one arm and the other leg on the other. She straddled him on the chair. His fingers sank into her hair, removing her ponytail from the band. He fanned her hair around her face.

“You’re so beautiful. I’m the luckiest f**king man in the world.”

Violet smiled at his compliment. He kissed her on the lips, his hand grabbing the back of her head to keep her in place.

Her hands rested on his chest. She felt his c**k between her legs. The sensation didn’t bother her. She liked being in his arms. He wrapped his other arm around her. Breaking from the kiss, he pressed her head against his chest.

“I’ll care for you, forever,” he whispered.

Closing her eyes, her heart burst inside her chest. Could this be love?

“I want to take care of you,” he said.

She didn’t know what to say. Cadeon stroked her hair. They rested in his chair, neither moving. The phone on his desk rang, and they ignored it, content to lie in each other’s arms. Violet wanted to stay within the safety of his arms. Never leave him.

A knock came at the door. Stacey shouted through to him that his two o’clock appointment was there to see him. Violet, with his help, got off his lap. She was reeling from the fact they’d been with each other for two hours, minimum.

He pulled her skirt back down.

“I need my panties,” she said.

“No, you don’t. I’ll keep them.”

Ten minutes later, Stacey showed the man in. Violet went back to her seat and read. Her mind was in turmoil from the events of the afternoon. The life she’d known was getting out of hand. The moment he spoke, Violet had felt her body drawn to his call. Closing her eyes, she prayed for the sanity that had left her since he’d made his presence known.

Cadeon Ashwood made her feel, and in the world she lived in, it was dangerous to feel.

Chapter Eleven

The week passed, and slowly Violet became aware of the system of how Stacey worked. Once she’d mastered Stacey’s role, Cadeon would call her into his office and get her to work in front of him. He bought her a state-of-the-art laptop to keep her in his company. She had heard some of his colleagues talking, and the whispers and taunts unnerved her. Never before had she been the subject of gossip, yet now she was being talked about constantly. Cadeon Ashwood had never shown an interest in a woman the way he did her.