Page 125 of Revenge

“This is my place of work. You’re embarrassing me. What is wrong with you?” I close the blinds to her office. “What are you doing?” I turn and head her way without speaking. “Sex is not going to fix this,” she hisses. I pull her into my arms and kiss her. She pushes me away, breaking the kiss. “Viktor…” she starts.

I walk her backward, kissing her again. This time she doesn’t stop me. I stop when we reach her desk and sit her on it. She’s going to say something, but I don’t give her the chance. I hike up her pencil skirt, and she moans as my hands roam between her legs. I kiss her neck, and she tilts her head back to give me better access. She says sex can’t fix this, but it’s exactly what she needs, to be reminded of who is in control. I move my hand closer to where I know she wants it. It is no surprise to find that she’s dripping wet. She wants this just as much as I do. I caress her legs as I pull her panties down and let them drop. I slide a finger inside while swallowing her moans, and she leans when as I slide a second finger inside.

“Viktor,” she whispers.

“You are mine.” I put pressure on her clit. My fingers hit her g-spot. She moans. “Say it,” I demand.

“You know I am.” I pull her closer to the edge of the desk.

“Turn around,” I command, taking my fingers out of her. She hops off and does as I’ve ordered. “Hold on to your desk.” I push the rest of her skirt up and unzip myself, and without warning, I thrust inside. She swallows her cry of pleasure as I slowly slide in and out. “I don’t want him around anymore.”

“What?” She looks back.

“Turn around.” I increase my speed. She’s holding onto the desk like her life depends on it. “I prohibit you from seeing him,” I say, slowing down as she’s about to reach an orgasm.

“Viktor,” she whimpers. I can hear the frustration in her voice.

“I’ll let you come when you agree.” I start up again. She meets every thrust, but I slow down again once she’s nearly there.

“Viktor,” she cries out.

“You know what to do.”

“Fuck you.”

She tries to push me back in frustration since she realizes I’m denying her of her orgasm. We’ve been here before. It’s my ultimate tool to get her obedience. I hold her in place and thrust hard, making her jolt forward.

“I’m trying to. If you want to come, you know what to do.”

“I’m yours. I won’t see him again.” I thrust harder and harder.

“Come with me, baby girl.” She does, and I follow.

We’re panting, and I’m leaning on her back just a little. I kiss the back of her neck, and it smells like a mixture of lavender and her sex. Ava makes me lose control. I pull out and take a step back. She pulls down her skirt, grabs her panties and enters her private bathroom without looking at me. I follow her to the bathroom to clean myself.

“You’re unbelievable,” she says as I walk in.

“What is that supposed to mean?” She hands me a small wet towel.

“I can’t believe you. You came to my office and embarrassed me in front of Max and my staff. This isn’t okay.” She looks at me through the mirror. “I want you to leave. I don’t want you to come over tonight. I need space.” I turn her to face me.

“You’re mine.” She closes her eyes and exhales deeply. Finally, she opens her eyes.

“Your jealousy will lead to our end. I suggest you do something about it.” She sets her towel on the counter and pulls her skirt down.

“Ava—”

“You’re using sex as a weapon to make me submit to your will. Learn how to communicate and get a handle on your jealousy. You’re supposed to trust me. I’m. In. Love. With. You,” she fumes. “No one else matters. You need to get that through your fucking head,” she adds as she leaves the bathroom.

“I do know.”

She shakes her head. I can see the disappointment on her face.

“If you did, you wouldn’t have pulled this shit on me. I have a lot of work to do. You need to leave.”

When she walks away, I set my towel down and pull up my zipper. By the time I reenter her office, she’s gone. I exit the office. It’s quiet. Oliver is heading my way from the left. We walk to the elevator in silence, and Oliver presses the call button. I look around to see if I can spot Ava, but she isn’t anywhere.

As the doors open, Oliver speaks, “She went to the conference room. Her staff are having a meeting.”

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