Chapter Five

The word barely left my mouth before Silas thrust forward hard. His thick cock shoved deep inside me in one brutal stroke, stretching my hole wide open around his girth. I cried out, my back arched off the bed as he buried every inch until his hips slammed against my ass. The burn was sharp and perfect. He filled me so completely that I felt him in my stomach.

"Fuck, yes," Silas growled, his voice rough with triumph. "This tight little hole is mine tonight. Take every inch like the greedy whore you are."

He did not give me time to adjust. He pulled back slowly, letting me feel every vein and ridge, then slammed back in with raw power. The bed creaked under us. Skin slapped loudly against skin. I grabbed his shoulders, my nails dug into his hard muscle as he set a punishing rhythm. It was a deep, fast and merciless rhythm and fuck! I loved it.

"Look at you," he hissed, eyes locked on my face. "Legs spread so wide for me. That pretty cock leaking all over your stomach already. You love this, don’t you? Love getting fucked by the man you used to destroy."

I moaned loudly, unable to deny it. His cock dragged against that sensitive spot inside me with every thrust, sending sharp pleasure shooting up my spine. My own dick bobbed hard between us, dripping steadily. Silas reached down and wrapped his fingers around it, stroking me in time with his hips.

"Yes," I gasped. "Fuck... harder."

He smirked, that lethal smile flashed as he pounded into me deeper. "That’s right. Beg for it. Tell me how much you need this cock ruining your hole."

He angled his hips and hit that spot again and again. Stars burst behind my eyes. My moans turned into desperate cries. Sweat slicked our bodies. The wet sound of his cock slamming into my cum-slick hole filled the entire suite.

Silas leaned down, biting my neck hard enough to leave a mark. "Six million dollars just to fuck you raw. You sold this ass so easily, little prince. Now you are going to take everything I give you."

He fucked me like he hated me and craved me at the same time. Long, powerful strokes that made my toes curl. His balls slapped against my ass with every thrust. I wrapped my legs tighter around his waist, pulling him deeper. The pressure inside me built fast and dangerous. My hole clenched around his thick shaft, trying to keep him inside.

"Shit, Silas... you are so deep," I panted. My voice sounded broken even to my own ears.

He grabbed my thighs and pushed them higher, folding me in half. The new angle let him sink even deeper. I screamed as his cock kissed places no one else had ever reached. He pounded me without mercy, his hips snapped forward again and again.

"This is what you were made for," he snarled against my ear. "Getting your hole destroyed by my cock. Feel how hard you are for me? Whoring yourself out every night and still this greedy ass tightens up the second I am inside you."

His dirty words made me throb in his fist. Pre-cum leaked over his fingers as he jerked me faster. The dual pleasure of his cock stretching me open and his hand working my dick had me shaking.

"I am going to fill you up," he promised, voice low and filthy. "Pump this hole full of my cum until it drips out of you for days. You are going to feel me every time you walk. Every time you sit. You will remember exactly who owns this body now."

I could not hold back anymore. Pleasure coiled tight in my stomach, hotter and stronger than before. Silas fucked me harder, slamming into that perfect spot relentlessly. His hand twisted around the head of my cock on every stroke.

"Come for me," he ordered. "Come on my cock like a good little slut."

My orgasm crashed over me without warning. I shouted his name as my cock pulsed hard, shooting thick ropes of cum across my chest and stomach. My hole clenched rhythmically around him, milking his shaft. Waves of intense pleasure rolled through me, making my vision blur.

Silas groaned deeply, hips stuttering. "Fuck, that’s it. Squeeze my cock just like that."

He kept thrusting through my orgasm, chasing his own release. His strokes grew shorter and more desperate. Sweat dripped from his forehead onto my skin. His breathing turned ragged.

"I am going to breed you," he growled. "Take every drop."

With one final, powerful thrust he buried himself to the hilt and came hard. Hot cum flooded deep inside me, pulse after pulse. He kept moving, fucking his release into me, marking me from the inside. The feeling of him coming so much pushed another weak spurt from my cock.

We stayed locked together, both panting heavily. His cock twitched inside me as the last drops filled me. Slowly he pulled out, leaving me gaping and dripping with his cum. The loss made me whimper.

But Silas was not done.

He flipped me onto my stomach without warning and yanked my hips up. I barely had time to brace myself before he pushed back inside me in one smooth thrust. I moaned into the sheets, oversensitive and full again.

"Round two," he said as he spanked my ass. "I paid for this ass. I am going to use it until I am satisfied."

He fucked me from behind, one hand fisted in my hair, the other slapping my ass hard. The sting mixed with pleasure as he drove into me again and again. My cock hardened once more despite how spent I felt. Silas reached around and stroked me roughly.

"You are still hard for me," he laughed low. "Such a needy whore. Tell me how much you love my cock splitting you open."

"I love it," I gasped, pushing back to meet his thrusts. "Fuck me harder, Silas. Please."

He gave me exactly what I asked for. The man that I made go through hell in college gave me hard and deep strokes that made the headboard slam against the wall. His balls slapped against me. Cum from his first load leaked out around his cock with every thrust, making everything wetter and filthier.

I came a second time, weaker but still intense, spilling onto the sheets below me. Silas followed soon after, groaning my name as he filled me again. He collapsed over my back, his cock was still buried deep inside me, his breathing was hot against my neck.

For long minutes we stayed like that. 

Six million dollars. Two intense loads inside me…and the deal was done.

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~The Next Day~

Morning light crept through the heavy curtains of the suite. I woke up first, my body screamed in protest. Every muscle ached. My hole throbbed with a deep, used soreness that made me wince when I shifted. Cum had dried on my stomach and leaked between my thighs. Six million dollars worth of fucking. That was what last night had cost him.

I turned my head slowly on the pillow. Silas lay beside me, still asleep. His dark hair was messy, one arm thrown above his head. The sheet had slipped low, showing the hard lines of his chest and those defined six-pack abs. Even relaxed, he looked powerful and fucking handsome in a sharp, dangerous way. For a second I let myself stare. The man who had ruined me so thoroughly last night looked almost peaceful now.

Then reality slapped me hard. I pinched my thigh sharply, bringing myself back. This was Silas Vane. The boy I had humiliated ten years ago. My boss. The same man whose company I worked for during the day. How the fuck had I forgotten that?

I could not stay here. I slipped out of bed as quietly as possible, biting back a groan at the fresh wave of soreness. My legs felt weak. I gathered my clothes from the floor, dressed fast, and glanced back at him one last time. He had not moved. Good. I crept to the door, opened it carefully, and stepped out into the hallway. The click of the door behind me sounded too loud in the quiet morning.

I practically ran out of The Gilded Cage and took a cab straight home. A quick shower helped a little, but nothing could erase the feeling of him still inside me. I changed into my work suit and headed to Vane Capital, trying to walk normally even though every step reminded me of how hard he had fucked me.

The office buzzed with its usual energy when I arrived. I kept my head down and made it to my desk on the twenty-second floor. For the first thirty minutes everything felt normal. Then the rumors started.

I first noticed it when two assistants near the coffee station began whispering. One of them showed the other something on her phone. They both glanced around before laughing softly. Soon more people were checking their phones. Their heads bent together and their eyes were wide with excitement.

I pulled out my own phone during a bathroom break and opened the company group chat that someone had added me to. The message thread was blowing up.

The top post was a blurry but clear enough photo. It showed Silas entering a private suite at what looked like The Gilded Cage last night. A man was with him. The man’s face was conveniently covered by shadow and angle, but I knew it was me. My build. My clothes from yesterday. Silas had one hand on my lower back, guiding me inside.

The caption read: Boss spotted entering luxury suite with mystery man.

Cold-hearted Silas is human after all? Or is our CEO hiding something big?

Comments flooded in fast.

*Wait… is the boss GAY?*

*Finally explains why he never looks at any of the women throwing themselves at him.*

*That’s his lover? Damn, he has good taste.*

*Cold Silas has a secret boyfriend. The internet is going to lose it.*

*Who is the guy though? His face is not clear but body looks sexy.*

Shit!