His Wild Obsession.

"Why the fuck do you always taste this good?" Ben cussed as he ate out Beatrice's, lapping his tongue in between her folds and sucking off every juice that oozed out of her.

"Ben please!" Beatrice begged in a shuddering state as Ben held her thighs in place with his firm grip, his hands were like metal weight on her.

He slipped his tongue into her slit, taking her off the edge as her eyes rolled to the back due to uncontrollable pleasures.

He had taken her up behind the desk, knowing fully well this was a work place, where they were not suppose to display their immorality but no one dares walk into CEO's office if they didn't want to lose their jobs.

Beatrice's arms shook as she rested her hands on Ben's table as she widened her leg for her boss who was once her boyfriend.

She never thought that fate would bring them back this far...

"Aaaah!" She moaned out, flinging her head back in pleasures as her breaths came out in rapid and short gasp while Ben slipped two fingers in her at once and grabbed a fistful of her hair pulling her head closer to his as he finger fucked her roughly torturing her body while she panted haggard bearing his cragged attitude.

"Stick out your tongue!" He demanded coldly as his breathe were hot on her skin and Beatrice's having no choice parted her lips, slowly she brought out her tongue as he captured her tongue drawing it into his mouth and he sucked her tongue dominantly while he thrust his fingers wildly into her pussy.

Beatrice's walls clenched uncontrollably around Ben's fingers as she moaned out from the gratifying titillation made by Ben who refused to slow down and she knew he was punishing her for what she had done to him earlier by disobeying his orders.

She broke her mouth free from Ben's lip as she threw her head back, "Bennnn!!" She screamed his name out closing her eyes, luckily there was soundproof in the office so, no one could hear her loud moans or screams.

Ben grunted as he pulled back her head to his and attacked her exposed neck and with one more thrust from his fingers, Beatrice's exploded her orgasm as she quivered on the table spilling her juices on the surface of the  dark brown table as she gasped for air while Ben brought out his fingers from her.

With a cocky smirk on that soft pinkish lips of his, he stuck his fingers into his mouth and licked off the fluid coated around his fingers, his oceanic eyes dilated as he and Beatrice stared at each other.

"Get dress! That's for disobeying my commands," He said in a rich deep baritone voice that could sweep any girl off her feet, too bad he wasn't the Playboy type but the domineering, arrogant and cold bad guy.

He adjusted his suit and tie while Beatrice sat on the table staring at him speechlessly with her lips agape.

He picked the file from the table and walked out of the office as he closed the door with a loud bang...

'This isn't the guy, I knew few years back," Beatrice thought with a sigh as she buttoned up her shirt and got down from the table and adjusted her skirt while she grabbed a stack of tissues to clean the table.

The Ben she knew now was nothing but a cold, arrogant devil who at all costs wanted to break her in every possible ways he could.

She knew that ever since he stepped into this company...