Her Alpha Lover: A Draken and Charli Boxed Set (6 page)

"Oh, no," she moaned, not to stop him but bemoan that she couldn't take him.

"Crap," he bit out. "You're tight. How can a woman like you be so tight?"

"Ow. It's been a while. Don't stop."

"I'm not even halfway in. I know I'm big and you're a little thing, but fuck."

"Draken, please, this isn't funny anymore! I don't care!"

He inched in, ignoring her, while she thrust upward, fighting his hands keeping her hips pinned to the table.

And then at last he sank all the way in in one deep thrust, and that was it.

She came with a fury that sent her limbs convulsing. He watched her climax. It was probably her most embarrassing moment of the day, all told. There was absolutely no schooling her expression. She knew her mouth did crazy contortions. And she couldn't stop chanting, not very originally, "Oh, God, oh, God."

"One orgasm for you, Ms. Fontina," he whispered after the convulsions had eased. "Well? Are you satisfied?"

She gurgled something inarticulate. It had felt amazing. Yet a few thrusts later, she knew her answer—
no. Not satisfied. Want more. Want it again and again.

But now he was focused on his own pleasure, and she watched him as he looked into her eyes and bared his teeth at her.

And fucking pounded into her.

She was lucky it felt ecstatic, she thought, because he wasn't even pausing as he rammed her, regardless of how it stretched her passage at this point.

It was insanely wonderful. She kept orgasming, and that was his fault. Every so often, he flicked her clit with his thumb, groaning aloud when she tightened anew on him.

"You're unbelievable," he said, "the way you respond."

Finally he thrust, and thrust, and thrust—and came.

Her body convulsed at the last, this time with an impossibly deep orgasm that seemed to rip her apart. Yes,
yes
. It felt like it would never end.

He watched her face the whole time.

But when it was over, after he'd withdrawn and removed the condom, she realized now her body had been awakened, it wouldn't be long before she wanted more. She wiggled.

"Practice celibacy any?" he said, on a laugh.

"How did you know?" she slurred.

He lifted her back to a sitting position and kissed her mouth briefly. "Oh, maybe it's because you act like a chick who hasn't come in a year. How do you function all day with your nipples getting little hard-ons like you had up there?"

"None of your business," she said.

"So, you'll do anything I want."

"I was under the influence when I promised that."
The influence of insane, interminable lust.

"Backing out so soon, Charli?"

Her? Backing out? Not see him again? How could he think that?

Then she recalled her idiotic words about being with him only one time. A sorry bluff.

She shook her head humbly. "No."

"Good. Because here's the deal. I've decided what I want is regular meetings with you."

"Wh—what? You want to—what?" She'd thought he meant—well, what had she thought?

"I want to...let's call it—lighten the mood.' Meetings can be a drag. We have several a week, with various departments. I'm betting I can increase our productivity by adding a new element to some of them. Not every staffer will be invited to attend, of course. Participation would have to be selective. But I think you're just the ticket to breathing new life into an old routine. Plus—let's face it—you and I still have to work each other out of our systems."

Don't be so shocked. This is Draken Almatto, after all.
"You mean it would be like today..."

"Pretty much. Except instead of payment with dollars, you'll get paid in orgasms." His eyes narrowed. "Unless, that is, you'd prefer cash instead...?"

"
No
. I mean, orgasms are fine."

He smiled slowly. "Though frankly I prefer you
before
you come, while you're still begging for it. When you're earnestly trying to hide how tightly you're crossing your legs. You crossed your legs a lot today, Charli, did you notice that?"

"No," she mumbled.

"Well, my staff did. You're utterly transparent. That's why you're so much fun to be around. You can't hide your reactions. And it's utterly charming."

She blushed.

"Yes—that. That darling habit you have, blushing like an untried virgin. I have to say it surprised me after having read some of your racier comics. You're going to be a hot commodity around here. I can tell you'd already love to come again, wouldn't you? To have another mind-blowing orgasm?"

"Yes," she said, a little awed.

"I'll have my assistant contact you to set something up," he said thoughtfully. "Maybe next week we'll have you back and I'll see what I can do."

"
What
? Next
week
?"

He grinned. "I like you when you've gone without for a while. Like today—that was sweet. In the meantime, know that I'd be annoyed if you arrived at the next meeting sated, so from now on, you'll reserve all your orgasms for meetings here at Almatto Tech Sport.
Passion is productivity
. I think I'll adopt that as our new catch phrase. Are we clear? Work for you?"

"Draken, dammit—"

"Mr. Almatto to you, Charli. Always."

"Mr. Almatto. You—oh! This thing—this is really what you want?"

"It should satisfy," he said, nudging her glasses into place on her nose. "You'll be kind of like the company mascot."

"That's so incredibly demeaning, I can't believe you even said it. What's so wrong with boyfriends and girlfriends, anyway?"

"Not happening," he said firmly. "Sex, sex, and only sex. Which is exactly why you'll come. Won't you?"

"It's got to be against the law. I'll lose my job."

"Ah, but it's a risk you're willing to take, isn't it? Anything I want, you said..."

"But why? I mean, couldn't we get a hotel, or...something
other
than you making me take off my—and doing things in front of—" She cut herself off in frustration. "Is it all really for your staff, Mr. Almatto? To keep them happy? Is that why?"

She knew why
she
would agree to it, of course.
Because I have to. I can't stop.

"'Just between us? It's nothing to do with them. It's 'cause it turns my bad girl on." And he smiled and kissed her.

Charli's Majorly Mortifying Meeting

by

Amanda Richensexi

TO: Charli Fontina

FROM: Draken Almatto

SUBJECT: Meeting Wednesday 9/14

Ms. Fontina,

My assistant Matthew has informed me you will be assisting us during our upcoming meeting on Sep 14. I'm glad to hear that in your capacity as our company mascot you're willing to take on the role of Special Meeting Facilitator for Almatto Tech Sport. Although it's an unconventional role for a PR rep to take, I think we both agree that this will benefit us both and provide some truly exquisite orgasms. I'm looking forward to it.

Draken Almatto

CEO, Almatto Tech Sport

TO: Draken Almatto

FROM: Charli Fontina

RE: Meeting September 14

Hello Draken,

I object to the word
mascot
. What exactly am I supposed to do? This is somewhat difficult for me, in case that's not obvious. What happened last week was rather disturbing. I guess you think I behave like that all the time.

Charli Fontina

Public Relations Assistant

GudRelashuns.com

P.S. When I didn't hear from you all this time, I assumed you had lost interest.

TO: Charli Fontina

FROM: Draken Almatto

RE: Meeting September 14

Ms. Fontina,

Oh, I haven't lost interest. Not yet.

And it's Mr. Almatto to you. I advise you to remember that.

Regarding your wanton behavior at your presentation...no worries. We understood you were new to making that style of presentation. Your panting eagerness endeared you to everyone. I heard not a word of complaint about your inexperience.

Indeed, my staff were in awe that such a little thing could turn out to have such magnificent, pendulous breasts—I don't think any of them had seen nipples like yours before. They wondered if they were 100% natural and I assured them they are.

They were impressed by every facet of you, actually. There are bets going as to which you would enjoy more at a future meeting—riding a dildo bull or having your saucy nipples clamped. I won't tell you how I voted. Suffice it to say, we all liked the extraordinary enthusiasm with which you represented your company. You brightened up Labor Day weekend for all of us.

As to disturbing...I hope the meeting coming up on Wednesday is even more so. It's my aim to disturb you as much as you do me.

—DA

P.S. As usual, I have been following your posts on your social profile. I can't help noticing how tense you've sounded lately. I hope you're trying to get in some relaxing activities. When I banned you from having orgasms, it didn't occur to me it would affect your productivity in your job. That is certainly unfortunate.

TO: Draken Almatto

FROM: Charli Fontina

RE: Meeting September 14

You know what? I really think you should go fuck yourself, Mr. Almatto.

—Charli

TO: Charli Fontina

CC: Matthew Gallagher

FROM: Draken Almatto

RE: Meeting September 14

Temper, temper, Ms. Fontina. I understand your frustration, but please keep it professional. (About that frustration—have you tried applying cold rags to your pussy? That might calm it down.)

To answer your concerns, it's basically as we discussed when you were here last week. To recap, your role at the meeting will be:

1. Facilitate the meeting according to an agenda. Since this is your first time performing this sort of facilitation, I will guide you step-by-step through the process.
   

2. Discuss the outcomes afterwards with me in a brief interview in my office (about an hour)
   

3. Keep the meeting attendees entertained as per special instructions.
   

I believe that is clear, but should you have any additional questions, don't hesitate to ask me or my assistant, whom I have copied here.

—DA

TO: Draken Almatto

FROM: Charli Fontina

RE: Meeting September 14

I am giving your suggestion about cold rags the attention it deserves. Zero.

What specifically do you mean by "special instructions?"

And no way am I talking to your assistant about this!!! I can't believe you copied him in your last email! Why does he have to be included in these arrangements of yours in the first place?

—Charli

TO: Charli Fontina

CC: Matthew Gallagher

FROM: Draken Almatto

RE: Meeting September 14

Matthew isn't your typical executive assistant. He is, however, utterly discreet and trustworthy and a great help. As are all my staff. I have very exacting standards.

I assure you, everyone has treated your presentation last week with the utmost confidentiality. All discussion of your nipples and how aroused and wet you were has been limited to the attendees. Not a single tittie pic was taken. Despite
great
temptation.

As to why I delegate...as critical as you are, darling, I do have one or two other responsibilities to attend to.

—DA

TO: Draken Almatto

FROM: Charli Fontina

RE: Meeting September 14

Well then maybe Matthew can explain to me these "special instructions" which you still haven't elaborated on.

—Charli

TO: Charli Fontina

CC: Matthew Gallagher

FROM: Draken Almatto

RE: Meeting September 14

Ms. Fontina,

Sorry for the delay in replying. It's the middle of the night in the Philippines after a long day of meetings (meetings without the benefit of a certain blushing hussy to help me blow off steam.)

As per your request, I have drafted up a company policy regarding your role at Almatto Tech Sport meetings:

1) Appropriate dress must be worn. This includes wearing no panties. The pussy and legs will be bare. A skirted suit or dress with a hemline at least 5" above the knees will be worn. Shoes will have a minimum of 3" heels. Hair will be neatly styled. Glasses will be worn.

2) It is expected that until this meeting, you will continue to forgo having an orgasm. Should I suspect you achieved an orgasm outside of Almatto Tech Sport offices, our agreement will be terminated immediately and my assistant will send you a formal notice stating the reasons as to why you won't be allowed back.

3) Certain items will be supplied by Almatto Tech Sport and used during the meeting. These items are not to be removed from Seven Tech Tower. I have CC'd Matthew so he can make a note to obtain the following items in time for the meeting in two days:

One extra large dildo-vibrator

Two hardwood slatted chairs

Company tablet computer

4) Please make sure your pussy is neatly trimmed or waxed bare. It should be wet and your clitoris erect throughout the meeting.

5) All orders and instructions I issue you during the meeting must be obeyed and followed. If you choose not to comply with them, you will not be invited back. See #2.