Chapter 14: I Need Your Cock In Me

MARIELLE

My whole body trembled under the weight of his attention. Every nerve ending was frayed, too sensitive to bear even the brush of the air, let alone his hands. He grabbed my chin, tilting my head back as he buried his face in the crook of my neck.

“Ahh.. fuck!” The curse ripped from my throat as his teeth grazed my skin.

“Not yet, little girl,” he murmured against my pulse.

He moved me from the desk to the leather couch, pushing me back until I hit the cold material. My lips quivered as he roughly pried my legs apart and settled between them.

His eyes weren't on my face.. they were locked on the gold locket resting against my chest.. the gift from Julian.

“Why don’t we show your little friend what we do with his gift for you?”

My eyes widened. The sheer possessiveness in his voice was terrifying, but before I could protest, his hand moved over my pussy.

I arched my back, a jagged breath catching in my lungs. My vision blurred,my head swimming from the lack of oxygen and the pure intensity of him.

He smirked, circling his thumb over my swollen clit. I had already come twice, and my legs were shaking so violently I thought they might give out. He leaned down, catching my nipple through the thin lace of my bra, his tongue swirling around the hardened peak before he bit down gently.

“Shit! No-”

I tried to squirm away, the pleasure becoming almost painful in its sharpness, but he pinned me down. He dominated every inch of my space, rubbing my pearl with a rhythm that made me scream his name.

“Shit… daddy! Please. I..it’s too much..”

He pulled back and sat up straight, his chest heaving. The lust in his eyes was dark, hungry, and entirely focused on me. I felt the heat in my cheeks reach a fever pitch.

He reached out and tugged the gold chain around my neck again, jerking me slightly toward him.

Without warning, he slid a finger deep inside me. The squelching sound of his entry in the quiet office made my heart stop.

“Open your eyes and watch how I make you my dirty slut.”I looked down, my breath hitching as I watched his finger disappear and reappear inside me. The sight was so wrong, so taboo, and yet it made me even wetter.

Suddenly, a sharp knock on the door shattered the silence. I froze, my hand flying to my mouth to stifle a cry.

“Cassius. The file is here.”

Enzo. My heart plummeted. He was right outside that door. He had to know. I looked at Cassius, expecting him to stop, but he only grabbed my hair and pulled me up until our faces were inches apart.

“Send me the number,” Casius called out, his voice perfectly steady, though his eyes never left mine.

I blinked, avoiding his gaze, but he leaned in and pressed a soft, lingering kiss to my jaw.

“Do you want daddy?” he whispered, his voice a deep, raspy vibration that settled in my bones.

My fingers tangled in his disheveled hair, pulling him closer. “Y-yes, daddy.”

He smirked, kissing my bare shoulder before dragging his tongue up the side of my neck to my ear. He nipped the lobe, sending a fresh wave of shivers down my spine.

“Then give daddy a show.”

He pulled back, leaning against the edge of the wooden desk with his arms folded, waiting. My jaw dropped. He wanted me to… touch myself? Right here? In front of him?

“I-I-”

“Why? Don’t you want to listen to daddy?”

He raised an eyebrow, that stern, authoritative look returning to his face. It was a challenge I couldn't ignore. My body was screaming for release, the ache between my thighs becoming unbearable.

I slowly spread my legs wider. I saw his smirk deepen as his eyes tracked my every movement.

“Good girl. Now fuck yourself hard.”

“I-I feel dirty-” I whispered.

“You …are..dirty,” he countered, his gaze dropping to my dripping core.

My hand traveled down, my fingers trembling as they touched my own slick skin. I pushed a finger inside and gasped, my head falling back.

“Mhmm..”

I started to move, my hips bucking against the leather of the couch. I was desperate, my fingers gaining pace as I chased the wave of pleasure.

“Daddy! I’m close!” I cried out, my eyes rolling back as the first tremors of a third orgasm began to take hold.

Suddenly, I felt strong arms wrap around my thighs. I looked down to see Cassius kneeling between my legs. Before I could even gasp, he replaced my fingers with his tongue.

A loud, piercing scream escaped me..one I was certain everyone in the hallway heard. I grabbed his head, my fingers digging into his hair as he sucked and licked me with a feral intensity.

“Daddy!”

My legs went limp, my chest heaving as I felt the squirt of my release. But he didn't pull away. He lifted my hips higher, his tongue moving lower, exploring every inch of me until I was breathless and lifeless on the cushions.

“Just fuck me already, daddy,” I begged, my voice a broken whisper.

“I need you. I need your cock in me.”

I grinded my hips against his face, desperate for the final step, for him to truly claim me.

“Not so soon, baby,” he murmured against my skin, his eyes promising a very long night.