Red Lace Christmas: A Taste Of Sin{steamiest short stories}

SAFFRON

Please Rehnan! I want your cock.

“Are you sure you're ready to take my cock, Saff?

God, even the way he says my name almost makes me come.

Yes! I want it now.

He smiles wickedly and thrusts the third finger into my pussy making me gasp in pleasure. My body is shaking with need. As if that's not enough he goes on his knees and takes my clit into his mouth.

Sucking like his life depends on it. “Please…”

“Please what, Saff?”

“Saff! Saff! Saffron Jalil!”

Yes… yes sir. I stare at my boss with sweat pooling on my temple. This is the second time today I would be daydreaming about my boss and I on his table, his hands all over me and my pussy stretched before him for the ruining.

“Stay with me, will you”

The weight of his gaze and the sound of his voice making me jittery with need. His scent. Dark, manly and dangerous filling my lungs painfully and deliciously. I only wish that scent could wrap around me in the form of his body taking me from the back and owning me body, soul and spirit.

I try to remember what he said earlier and school my features.

“I'm… I'm so sorry sir”

“What's my schedule for today please?”

“You have a meeting in the next thirty minutes with Mr Konstantin, then lunch with miss Zara at one pm and you have to visit your grandfather at four pm in the evening”

“That's all for today?”

Damn his lips look so alluring, I wish I could draw it in between my teeth and kiss him silly, even his neck looks edible. I can already feel the drip between my legs.

Saffron!!

“Yes.. Yes sir. That's all for today”

“Do you need a break? You don't seem okay, you've been spacing out a lot lately”.

“No I'm fine sir”

“Okay then, you can go, and please get me coffee. Thank you”

I practically run out of my boss’s office. God, what is wrong with me today? I really need to get a hold of myself.

I walk back to his office with the coffee in hand and almost collide with my boss who suddenly rushes out with his phone in hand.

“Saffron, I need you to reschedule my meeting with Konstantin, tell him I'll see him by three pm instead”

“Uhmm, ok…ay sir”.

I take a minute to admire my boss’s office for the millionth time since I started working here last month. The manliness that speaks in every design and color.

I stalk towards my boss’s chair and sit on it, his scent engulfing me and clouding my senses. I unbutton my white shirt and squeeze my breast through my bra, dragging my nail over my beaded nipple, my other hand disappearing into my skirt to rub my clit through my panties.

The scent of Mr Rhenan making me hornier by the minute. I thrust two fingers into my soaked pussy imagining it as Rhenans though I know his would be bigger but mine would have to do for now.

Yes Rhenan! Fill me up, stretch me out, use me I mumbled to no one in particular.

Fuck yes! Fuck me Rhenan! Harder!

I'm still grinding shamelessly on my boss’s chair almost close to release when I hear a shocked and angry voice above me.

“What the hell do you think you're doing, girl?”

My eyes snapped open in fear and I could literally feel the cold water being poured on me. Shit, shit, shit. I'm definitely getting fired.

“M…m…mr Rehnan I’m so sorry, I..I..I was trying to…”

“You were trying to do what? Seduce me?”

“No..no..no sir”

“No?” He replied while looking at me with a look I can't decipher. Before saying words that made me so embarrassed I almost cried.

“You think I don’t notice your overly short skirts and dresses? your tight shirts that barely hold your titties? How you always intentionally push your titties in my face? You think I don’t see all that?. Do you want me so much that you now masturbate with me all over your head?.

“Sir I’m so sorry, I just..”

I swallow hard when Rehnan suddenly walks up to me and grabs my throat. He squeezes hard and turns me around so quickly I gasp when my chest hits the table and he pulls my skirt up exposing my ass.

I’m still wondering what’s going on when his palm suddenly connects with my ass cheeks. Hard.

Well guess what little slut, you’ve been messing with my head too. For months you’ve been messing with me. Flaunting your curves and full titties all around like a cheap little slut. Like my cheap little slut.

I moan without even knowing it.

I tried to stay away cause I’m sixteen years older than you are. Because I didn’t want to ruin you for the other young fools you are probably seeing.

I open my mouth to tell him I’m not seeing or dating any one but he shuts me up with his next statement.

But since you’re offering yourself to me on a gold platter. I can only take advantage of the situation. He palms my ass then trace the crack between my ass cheeks to my inner thigh earning him another moan.

“You have to be quiet baby, can you do that for me”?

“Hmmm….” I mumble in pleasure

“I can’t hear you”

“Y..e…es. I can”

“Good girl”

He continues to torture me with his fingers in between my thighs.

“This is what you want, isn't it slut? You want to be my little slut don’t you?”

I nod frantically while squirming in pleasure

“You’d have to say the words if you want to get any rewards you filthy whore”

“Yes, yes I want to be your little slut. Please fuck me, please”

“That’s my good girl”

The praise makes me whimper in pleasure while rubbing my thighs together for friction.

His palm connects with my ass cheek again and again and I moan in a mixture of pain and pleasure, his hands feel even better than my imaginations.

“Please, Please Rehnan. I want…”

“What do you want Rehnan to do for you?” he whispers slowly against my ear and a shiver immediately runs down my spine, my pussy getting wetter and ready for him to take me.

“I..I want to taste you, I want you to fuck my mouth like a slut. Please”

Since you ask so nicely….

He stays silent like he’s thinking about it.

I’ll leave you to impress me then.

He releases me and sits on his chair like the king that he is, waiting to be pleased by a peasant.

I smile cause I know in no time he’d realize who controls whom once he’s at my mercy.