Tied Down: He'll see to her needs, if she can tend to his... (9 page)

My nipples were both wet when he was finished with them. “Stand up.”

I shuffled from his lap and went to pull my skirt back into its rightful place. As I did, Cooper grabbed my hands to stop me. “Don’t you dare even think about moving that skirt.”

I left it hanging around my waist. There was no point in trying to tuck my boobs back into my bra either; I figured that would also be off-limits.

Cooper assessed me, his eyes grazing over my skin and making me shiver. He was thinking hard about something, probably how best to get my clothes off as quickly as possible.

He pulled me against him, crashing his lips onto mine while his hard length pressed into my belly. He was so ready, just as I was. Our climaxes would be too far away tonight.

When he finished kissing me, Cooper spun me around. My back was warm against his chest as his hands roamed. One went down my panties, touching my clit with the lightest of fingertips. I let a soft moan escape my lips, letting him know how enjoyable he was making the experience.

But, then again, Cooper could never disappoint me. He was far too skilled to allow me to go unsatisfied. Every intimate moment with him was intense and fun. It’s what made our sessions something to look forward to.

“You like that, babe?” Cooper was sliding his finger through the folds of my pussy. My hips were moving of their own volition to meet his touch, increasing the pressure on my sensitive nub.

“I love it,” I replied.

“Good. You just enjoy it, babe.” He continued caressing my clit, stroking his hands along my folds while they were slippery with my juices.

His hand disappeared before Cooper guided me closer to his desk. He brushed a pile of paperwork to one side, creating a blank space for me. “Bend over, babe. I’m about ready to fuck you or I’ll explode. I’ve waited all day for this, right from that moment when I first saw you in that sexy little skirt this morning.”

I bent over the desk, my hands gripping the far edge while my ass was pointed right in his direction. He tugged at my white lace panties, guiding them down my legs in one sharp movement. He helped me step out of them, one ankle at a time.

My skirt was still bunched around my middle where he’d left it. I heard his zipper open and then the faint rustling of his clothes. Then his body was back to mine.

His big warm hands rubbed my ass. Just as I was enjoying the gentle massage, he spanked my bottom. My ass cheek stung before he rubbed the area again. The massage was definitely worth the sharp tap.

“That’s for coming without permission the other day,” Cooper said. He spanked me again, my cheek stinging, and then massaged. “That was for not letting me help you today.”

The spanking was surprisingly erotic. I wanted him to keep going, I almost begged him to before I remembered the rules. I didn’t get a say with my dom; he was the one running the show.

My pussy throbbed with happiness. I wanted Cooper inside me. He had to fill me after teasing me with those spankings. If this was what receiving punishment was like, I had to break more rules.

“Did you enjoy that, babe?” Cooper asked.

“Yes, sir.”

“Have you learned your lesson?”

“No, sir.”

He laughed before giving me another spanking. This time it was lower, tapping on my pussy in the process. I wriggled with the sudden movement before he massaged the area again. It was way more fun than following all the rules.

“You are a naughty girl,” he said. He stepped closer so his cock was resting on my ass. It was hard, hot, and ready for some action.

He repositioned himself, stroking along my clit with his length. It was heavenly, stoking my fires until I was blazing hot for him. All I could think about was him being inside me.

His fingers tested my opening, feeling inside me to make sure I was ready for him. My pussy was slick with juices; there was no reason for him to wait any longer.

My boobs were cool against the top of the desk, squished into perfect circles underneath me. The coldness was welcome against my hot skin. Now I just needed my pussy to calm down instead of raging with wanton need.

“So wet, babe. Such a cute little tight cunt.”

I bit my lip so I didn’t beg him to fuck me. He was taking it too slowly, making me wait for him to satisfy me after he had whipped me up into a frenzy.

Finally, he took his fingers from my entrance and replaced them with his cock. He slammed into me, burying himself up to the hilt while his breath was sucked through his teeth in a hiss.

He started thrusting, his balls padding on my pussy with every thrust. One of his hands gripped my hip, holding me in place. The other was buried between my folds, fondling my clit with all his wicked skills.

Everything was as hot as fire while my pleasure intensified. I gripped onto the edges of the desk, trying to hold myself together while Cooper pounded me from behind. I wasn’t going to let him down this time and come without permission. Even if the spanking was worth it, I wanted to please my dom more.

Cooper was growling with each thrust, taking pleasure from my body and giving so much in return. It was a beautiful symphony our bodies were making, moving in perfect sync and creating something wonderful, even if fleeting.

I wanted to yell out Cooper’s name, but I kept it to myself. He knew how much I was enjoying his treatment. He didn’t need to hear me to know that.

The orgasm was teetering on the brink, threatening to let go and dive off the cliff the moment I received permission. It was like holding my breath, just waiting for that magical moment.

“Fuck, Emily.”

His grunting joined with my low moans, a crescendo that was building quickly. I needed him to say those words, give me the release I so desperately needed.

“Fuck. Come, Emily. Come for me, baby.”

He tickled my clit, pressing on the soft skin to make sure his command was followed. He always knew exactly what I needed.

My muscles all relaxed before I plunged over that cliff and let the orgasm tear me into two. Cooper thrust into me as he let out a string of curse words. His climax was sending him into a private place of passion and pleasure.

I was splayed on the desk as I pinched my eyes together and let the beautiful melody of the orgasm take me away. My body was singing, absolutely humming with the most exquisite feeling on earth. I wasn’t sure how I had lived all my twenty-one years without this perfectly happy feeling.

How could I possibly have lived without Cooper in my life before? How had I managed to breathe? How would I again if he ever went away?

The waves were rolling over my body like uncontrolled tides. They drowned me in their sensations and let me loll around on the shore. Everything felt so wonderful in that moment that I wasn’t sure how I would ever be able to move from that desk.

I was still lost in a haze.

So lost I didn’t hear the door opening.

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“Well, well, well.” The female voice snapped me back to reality, reminding me of my modesty.

Cooper quickly pulled out of me, throwing his suit jacket over my exposed ass to cover me. “What are you doing here?” he asked in a low, grumbling voice.

Helen. His ex-wife.

Perfect.

I stood, wrapping the jacket around my waist and making a beeline for the private bathroom on the left side of the room.

Their voices were muffled while I cleaned up. Thankfully Cooper had a seemingly endless supply of tissues in his bathroom so I could make sure I was presentable before I rejoined them.

Not that I really wanted to see his ex-wife again. Once was enough to work out how vapid and horrible she was. If Cooper’s own mother had set them up, she really must not like him very much at all.

You could cut the tension in the room with a dull knife. It was palpable as they glared at each other. Helen had made herself at home on his couch, looking every bit the bitch she was.

Cooper had dressed himself, his large cock now stuffed back into his pants. He was as calm as ever. Just looking at him now you’d never guess we were fucking only minutes ago.

I stood by his side, showing her a united front that she couldn’t damage. I had Cooper now, and she was in the past. She didn’t have any right to still be haunting him now.

“I told you not to come here,” Cooper said, his steely gaze settling on her. “I don’t have anything more to say to you. All dealings should be through our lawyers.”

Her hands were crossed over her chest, her fake red fingernails rested neatly on the crook of her arms. “Quit the act, Cooper. You know you don’t scare me. Why hide behind our legal teams when this matter can be solved so easily? Right here, right now.”

“I’m not giving you any more money.”

Her acid gaze went briefly to me. “Oh, please. Like that’s all I’m here for. You know there is much more to our story. Much more than I bet you told your new little slut about.”

My hands were balled in fists with anger at her but her last comment made me curious. Cooper had said Helen wanted more money. Was there really more to the reason she was stalking him?

Suddenly I was full of doubts.

“Keep her out of it,” Cooper said, his voice seething with anger. His hands were balled too, ready to strike but unable to. He would never hurt anyone; I was sure of that, at least.

Helen stood, her ruby lips pursing together. “We do this now, Cooper, or I’m going to keep turning up in all kinds of places I shouldn’t. You know I enjoy the company of your business partners. I’m sure they would love to hear everything I have to say.”

“You’re blackmailing him?” I said. The words were flooding from my mouth before I could stop them.

She gave a little shrug, as if she could care less what I thought. “Not blackmail, dear. Just a little glimpse into my social calendar. What do you say, Coop?”

His fists unclenched and then tightened again. “Talk to my lawyer.” He walked over to the door to his office and waited impatiently, making his point as clear as day. “We’re done here.”

Helen cast a glare at both of us before slowly leaving the room. Just as she was out, she swiveled around to face us once more. “This isn’t over, Cooper. You know what I want and you’re going to give it to me. Let’s not extend this when it isn’t necessary.”

She sashayed away, pointedly going at her own pace. Cooper closed the door behind her and locked it. “I’m sorry you had to witness that.”

“Was she right? What else does she want from you?” The questions were all on the tip of my tongue and I couldn’t stop myself from asking them. I needed information, right now.

“Money is her main motivator.”

“What else?”

Cooper licked his lips and then started packing up his office, placing everything back where it was on his desk before we got busy.

“What else, Cooper? What are you hiding from me?”

His jaw clenched tightly. “You need to trust me. It has nothing to do with you.”

“I thought we were a team,” I said. All the goodness from our moment together was suddenly gone. Evaporated in Helen’s wake.

“We’re not going to talk about this anymore.”

My mouth hung open with disbelief. I wasn’t sure if he was just joking or being serious. Surely he couldn’t think it was over just because he said so.

“Gather your things,” Cooper continued in that steely voice he used when ordering me around. For the first time since I’d met him, I was actually wondering if walking away was a good option.

We locked gazes for a moment, the prior electricity turning into static instead of passion. My arms crossed over my chest, every part of me screaming to do the exact opposite of what he wanted.

Cooper didn’t move. He didn’t even blink. I was about ready to burst with frustration.

It wasn’t worth it. All I was doing was making myself sick with anger and it wasn’t doing anything to him. He clearly wasn’t going to discuss Helen any further.

I gave a grunt of annoyance before storming out of his office. Just so he knew the extent of my anger, I slammed the door behind me so hard it made the wall rattle.

Just like a good little submissive, I gathered my things and waited by the elevator. My mind raced with everything, replaying the conversation in my head over and over again. It was at that moment that I thought of all the things I should have said.

I should have told Cooper that a relationship was a partnership, no matter the sexual arrangement. That trust was something that should be built over time and not immediately assumed. There were so many things that were better than what I had said that I wished life came with a replay button.

Cooper emerged from his office a few minutes later, as cool, calm, and collected as he always was. Something I had learned over the few days I had known him was that he never wore his emotions on the outside. He was incredibly intelligent, loving, and caring, but he never let those things show in his expression.

Everybody probably thought he was a hard man. That he was all business and lacked empathy. I had seen through his mask to the man below but I would bet most people didn’t. It was just about the only thing stopping me from calling the whole thing off.