When I walk in, I see Bella on the computer. She keeps only half the lights on in her office for some reason, but when I close the door and click the button for the privacy screen, she looks up and I see her throat tighten.
“Roman.”
“Be careful with how you touch Matthew in front of others. Rumors spread quickly.”
“Of course. I only told him a joke. You can ask. I’m capable of being professional,” She says seriously. “And your timing is perfect. Two different teams would like your attention at the same time tomorrow and I’m not sure how to prioritize them. Would you mind taking a look?”
I incline my head once and walk over to her, standing behind her chair. I bend down to look at the screen and see that the products development team wants a thirty-minute meeting while a potential investor in Singapore wants the same slot. I rub my jaw.
“The products development team can speak to Gunner. He’s more familiar with the latest developments.”
“Okay. Simple enough then.” She codes the meetings accordingly.
It should be that simple, but it’s harder to make myself move away from Bella. She smells like vanilla and something else, something that makes my mouth water. And letting my eyes drop down, gives me a view of her breasts that make me want to touch them.
She swallows. “Roman?”
“You do understand that we’re going to share you, don’t you?”
“I thought this would be an off-limits area since you all work here. Was I incorrect?”
“Yes.” I stroke up her sides, then cup her breasts. She gasps, but her body arches into my hands. Of course, it does. Women are predictable like that. I circle the hard peaks of her nipples through her shirt. “Are you going to complain about this later?”
“No.” Her head falls back. “That feels good.”
“Miles told me the agreement from lunch,” I say against her neck.
“I was sure you knew before lunch even started. You seem like a man who knows everything,” She moans as I undo another button and stroke along the top curve of her breast. Her bra barely covers her pretty pink nipples. “Who knows what he wants.”
“I do. And I take what I want. Work to get it.”
She moans and I see her squirm as she tries to get my hands where she wants them. I kiss her throat, licking over her pulse. Bella lets out a ragged breath.
“Roman, please.”
I slip one hand into her bra to fondle her breast, squeezing, rubbing my palm over her hard nipple, then finally giving her the attention she wants. I pinch and roll her nipple between my fingers and she moans softly.
“What are you asking me for, Bella? I came here with punishment on my mind. A way for you to learn that it’s not okay to stroke Matthew in public.”
“I didn’t stroke,” She groans.
“Then what would you call it?”
“I touched him. Gently. Would you like to see stroking?”
I pinch her nipple harder and she barely covers her groan as she lifts in her chair. I consider her question while still teasing her, then turn her around. She eyes me up and down, panting, one breast out of her bra and shirt. She’s flushed and that needy look in her eye has me hardening in the silence we share.
Rather than using her words, Bella reaches out and molds her hand to my growing erection. I grunt as her warm palm slides over me. She stands, her body brushing mine as she keeps caressing and teasing me with gentle touches. Her lips brush my neck as she speaks.
“This is stroking, Roman. And it’s not fit to be done in public. Just so we’re clear on that front.”
It feels damn good. It’s been a few weeks since I’ve been touched at all and I know my cock is begging for release. Her mouth or pussy would be so much better than my hand. I exhale slowly, continuing to watch her. She gives me a wicked smile, like she’s the one in charge here like she gets to set the stage for anything and everything we do. Not likely.
I flip her around and brace her hands on her desk. She gasps as I jerk her skirt up around her hips. “Roman, what are-”
“You’re rather naughty, Bella,” I say while looking over her thigh-high stockings with that black garter belt. Her little black thong matches and makes a view that has my cock twitching.
“Don’t you like naughty?”
“I’m going to remind you of who’s in charge, in this office and out of it.”
“Roman!”
I bring my hand down on her ass and she gasps as the smack fills the office. I see her jump and shake my head. Never been properly spanked. It’s shocking. I caress her round ass, then do it again, lighter to keep from hurting her. She rocks back against me.
Of course, she loves it. I litter spanks over her ass and thighs until her creamy skin is pink and I can tell she’s wet. She keeps trying to rub her legs together. Naughty girl that she is. I tug on her thong and she groans.
“Please. Please, touch me, sir.”
I smooth my hands over her ass, spread her cheeks and can see how wet she is now. Her bare, beautiful pussy right here for the taking. I stroke over her clit and she pants, dropping to her elbows on her desk.
“Please!”
I up the pace with one single finger, but I know it’s too light to satisfy her. That’s the point. I collar her throat in my other hand. “You’re going to learn to be a good girl for me, Bella. If you’re not good, you don’t get rewarded.”
“So if I’m good, I get to have your cock?” She says.
I tighten my hand around her throat again and sigh. “If you’re good, you get to come.”
She whimpers, then gasps as I work two fingers into her soaked pussy. I curl them right where she needs, rubbing her g-spot until she trembles. When she squeezes her legs together, I pull away.
“Please, Roman!” She begs. “I’ll be good. I promise I’ll be so good for you. I’ll get down on my knees right now and-”
“And let me fuck your throat?” I guess.
She nods.
I turn her around, putting her in her chair and offer her my wet fingers. She takes my hand, but smears my fingers around her nipple. I watch how tight and hard it gets in response and feel myself groan. Then she licks my fingers clean and adjusts her bra.
Offering herself to me again.
And this is one I can’t refuse. It’s so damn sexy and confident and everything in between that it undoes me. I jerk her chair towards me as I squat down and lick over her nipple. She tastes perfect, not quite sweet, but addictive. She moans and grabs my shoulder as I open my mouth to suck her nipple.
“Yes!” She moans. “I’ll be good. I’ll be so good for you, Roman. I’ll prove it over and over again. You can spank me, fuck me, finger me, fuck my throat, everything.”
I push my fingers back into her pussy and give her what she wants. I tear the cup of her bra with my other hand so I can have both breasts and feast on her skin as she muffles her moans and rocks her hips into my hand.
I add a third finger, knowing she might need some prepping for how big I am, for how big Miles is, but Bella’s head just falls back as she takes me easily. I rub her clit with my thumb, making sure she’s on the edge of coming for me.
“I don’t know if you deserve to come just because you promise to behave, Bella. That doesn’t sound right to me,” I say darkly.
“But I took the punishment. I was so good.”
I jerk my hand away at the last second and she groans, obviously frustrated. I suck my fingers and motion to her shirt. “You shouldn’t wear bras to work.”
She pants and spreads her legs wide, moving the thong out of the way so I can watch her finger herself. She licks her bottom lip. “I’m not afraid to finish what someone else starts, Roman.”
I watch, trying to keep my face impassive as she pushes herself over the edge, making herself come before she slumps in the chair. I shake my head, pick her up and spank her hard and fast. She gets four for that bit of disobedience.
She whimpers when I have her face me and squeeze her chin between my fingers. “If I start you off, you aren’t allowed to finish yourself. That’s my choice.”
“But,” She whimpers, stroking my chest. “But I’d rather finish you off and you kept your cock all tucked away.”
I exhale some frustration. “Repeat what I just said.”
“If you start me, you finish me. I don’t get to.”
“That’s right.”
“Which means you don’t get my cock today. You were naughty.”
She pouts, but I button up her shirt and steal a sticky note. Miles likes to spoil her, he better take her to get a new bra. Bella pants as she watches me. “But you’re still hard.”
“I’ll be twice as frustrated when I see you again. But if you’re a good girl, I’ll let you take care of it. How does that sound?”
“I’ll be dreaming of it.”
I chuckle. “You can always go to Gunner. He can’t resist a show.”
“Thank you,” She hums, still facing the back of the office as I leave.
I smile to myself as I return to Miles’ office. I slide him the sticky note and he arches an eyebrow. “Well?”
“She satisfied herself. So I’m punishing her. But I have a feeling she’ll be in Gunner’s office soon, or yours, trying to fill her mouth.”
“You’re so mean to her. She doesn’t know all your rules. Punishing unfairly, Roman.” Miles shakes his head.
“You wanted her to know what she’s in for. Now she knows.”
“I bet you didn’t even kiss her.”
I blink a few times as I realize that I didn’t. I tasted her plenty though. I pull out my cell phone and call Gunner. He groans. “What do you want, darling?”
I roll my eyes at his pet name. “Our sweet little secretary is probably pouting right now.”
“Were you mean?”
Everyone accusing me of being mean for being a dom and expecting obedience. I make him wait a moment. “If you want to kiss her, touch her, or … make her feel better, go ahead.”
Miles shakes his head. “You’re the one who’s supposed to do that after disciplining her.”
“Bella has six men at her disposal now. If you think Gunner will make her wait, you’re crazy.”
We both look out at the office as Gunner, pretending to be entirely focused on a memo, walks to Bella’s office. He sends me a winky face on his phone. I nod to Miles. “Trust me. He’s a good reward. She can take a spanking well, by the way.”
Miles hums in his throat. “I bet she can. Two weeks from now, we have the big company wide celebration. I think that will be a good place to show Bella what it means to have six men. In that time she can get to know us.”
“She’ll have to come over to see Holden.”
“Of course.”
“He’s not exactly throwing himself at her.” I rub my jaw.
“Does Holden ever? We should give him some time off so he can enjoy himself too. Bella would be good for him. She reads people well,” Miles says with a nod. “I’ll take her on Friday.”
I don’t necessarily agree with Miles’ thought about bringing her into the house when we don’t know much about her, but it’s hard to argue with him. Holden would never be Brazen enough to come to the office to steal even a kiss, let alone more.
Like the more I’m sure Gunner is giving Bella right now.
