Page 25 of Only for Tonight

“I’ll try.”

“That’s all we can ask,” Toby says, pecking my lips over Jace’s arm. “I’m going to go order some food.”

“I’ll go with you so Jace can have his meeting.”

I go to step away, and Jace tightens his arm. “You’re staying with me, Cum drop.”

Toby disappears from the room, and Jace pulls me behind his big desk. He sits in the chair and pulls me onto his lap, pulling my lips to his. This kiss is different than any other one that we’ve shared. It’s like a promise of what I could have if I just gave in and stopped fighting what I’m feeling. I relax into his arms, and Jace deepens the kiss. I get lost in the feeling of his hand on my face, his tongue stroking mine, and the scrape from his beard. I reluctantly pull back. “You have a meeting.”

Jace tilts his head to the side. “Are you still down to play today?” Him fucking me on the kitchen counter flashes through my mind, and he grins. “Yes, you are. Get on your knees between my legs.” I slide from his lap and onto the floor. “Good boy. Get my cock out.”

“Your meet—”

“I’m aware. Get my cock out.” I reach up and unbuckle his belt, then undo his pants. He lifts his hips enough so I can pull his pants and boxers down. His cock springs free, already hard and leaking. “Put me in your mouth.” Jace scoots forward, and I suck his cock into my mouth. He runs his fingers through my hair. “Keep me hard, but don’t make me come. And be quiet.”

He stabs the button on his laptop, and several male voices fill the room. I listen to them talk about shipping, customs, and anything else business related with Jace’s cock in my mouth. I move slowly, savoring his taste. Jace’s voice is steady except for a slight hitch when I pay special attention to the head. A giddy feeling takes over that I can have that much effect on him. I take him into my throat, careful not to gag. There’s something thrilling knowing that people on his computer screen have no idea what’s going on under his desk. They don’t know that my mouth is sliding up and down his hard, pierced cock while he conducts a meeting.

“Gentlemen,” Jace says. “We’re ready to open the new company, and plans are in motion. What I need from you guys is the guarantee that you guys can keep up. This is bigger than anything that I’ve ever done.”

“We can handle this, Jace.”

“Good. What else is on the agenda?” They start talking again, and I suck hard on the head of Jace’s cock. His thighs tighten up under my hands, and one of his hands lands on my head. He tightens his fist in warning, and for once, I’m not going to listen. I want his control to snap.

I suck harder repeatedly, making him jerk against my tongue. Jace’s hand gets tighter, and it’s exhilarating. Reaching up with my hand, I wrap it around the base, swirling it while I milk the head of his cock. Jace pulls on my hair, trying to remove my mouth, but I pull against him, refusing to let him go.

“Gentlemen, you’ll have to excuse me for a second,” Jace says, his voice tight. He stabs the keyboard, grabs both sides of my face, and forces his cock into my throat. I move my hand, and he thrusts harder, making me cough, choke, and gag. “You’re being a filthy fucking whore. You know what happens to filthy whores, Cum drop?” He pushes harder until my nose is buried against his pubic bone. I choke harder and feel saliva dripping down my chin. Jace stands up, still holding me in place. “Pull my pants all the way down.” I reach up and jerk them to his ankles. I start feeling lightheaded, and my hands fly to his thighs, tapping repeatedly. He doesn’t let me go, and I slap his legs. He finally steps back, falling from my mouth, and I gasp for breath. He grabs my hair in a tight fist and jerks my head back to look at his face. His eyes are black and menacing. “Stand up.”

“Jace—”

“Stand. Up.” He jerks me to my feet by my hair, making me moan. “Get your goddamn pants off. Now.” I kick my shoes off while undoing my pants. When that’s done, I push them down and kick them the rest of the way off. “Shirt.” I unbutton it slowly, and Jace pushes into my face. “Are you playing with me?”

“No.”

“Sir. From now on, you address me as Sir. Are you playing with me?” His voice has dropped to such a low level that he’s practically growling, and the thought of calling him Sir has me ten shades of fucked up.

“No, Sir.” I slide the last button free and shrug the shirt off.

Jace steps back and slaps the top of my cock. The shock of it rolls through me, making me shudder. Jace does it again, then slaps both sides, getting harder with each slap. “I think you’re lying to me. Do you know what I do to liars, Cum drop? I punish them.” He grabs my arms and spins me to lean over his desk. Jace steps to my side and braces his forearm against my back. The first slap I’m expecting, but the several that come in rapid succession surprise me. It stings, and every time I jerk, my cock slaps the edge of the desk. Still braced against my back, Jace jerks open a desk drawer and digs around. I see the flash of a lube bottle when he pulls back. “Spread yourself.”

I work my arms from under me and spread my ass open. He squirts lube directly on my asshole and smears it with his fingers. “Jace.”

Slap. Slap. Slap. “What did I tell you to call me?”

“Sir.” Slap. Slap. Slap. “I’m sorry. You just tasted really good.”

“Your ‘sorry’ doesn’t mean shit to me now. I warned you, and you didn’t listen.” Slap. Slap. Slap. He starts pushing two fingers inside me, fucks me with them a few times before adding a third. “Hit the button on the laptop.”

What?! “Jac…Sir.”

“Now.” Slap. Slap. Slap. Slap.

With a trembling hand, I reach up and push the button to turn the Zoom call back on. Five faces fill the screen, and I focus on none other than the deep blue eyes of Jackson Baker—the owner of the Dark Desires website. “Shit,” I groan when Jace works a fourth finger in. He starts ruthlessly fucking me with them, and my shame is in full view of the five strangers on the screen.

“Nice to see you again, Oliver,” Jackson says hoarsely.

“You too,” I gasp when Jace gets rougher. His fingers disappear, and he jerks me to my feet.

“Turn around and grab the arms of the chair.” If I do, these guys will have a prime view of my asshole being tortured by Jace. Do I want that? “Now, Cum drop.” Fuck. I turn around slowly, grab the arms of the chair, and Jace locks the wheels so they won’t roll. “Bend over and show them that slutty hole.” I poke my ass out and spread my legs apart. Someone groans on the screen, and I try to tune them out. Jace’s fingers slide back inside me, adding more from his other hand. “Look at this needy whore. All you had to do was suck my cock, but you just had to fuck with me.”

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