Page 25 of Borden 3

I grabbed the key to the locked cabinet from my desk drawer and got up. The file cabinet was in the corner of the room. Made of steel and drilled to the floor. This fucker was fireproof because its contents were so valuable to Borden. God forbid the dude went digital. Everything had to be raw and in physical copy.

I unlocked it and opened the drawer, my fingers swiftly running through the alphabetical files. I found Chadwick and pulled it out. I had to take a moment to get my breathing under control because I truly thought Borden would have been fucking me by now, but I guessed I read the situation wrong.

I returned to the desk and handed it to him. He took it and twisted his chair back to the desk. He opened it, his gaze travelling to the sheet of information he wanted to read. I stood in front of him for several seconds, my fingers pulsing with the urge to strangle the cheeky fucker. I was so wet, so uncomfortable. I turned around and was about to sit when his monotone voice ripped through the air.

“Emma.”

“What?” I shot back, exasperated.

“I didn’t dismiss you.”

I crossed my arms as I looked down at him. He wasn’t even staring back. “I have payroll to do, Borden. Actual work, you know—”

“I’m going to look over the numbers in Chadwick’s folder because I’m planning to dissolve this business in the coming month. While I read it, I want your mouth around my cock.”

Holy fucking shit.

Was he serious?

“Oh, I’m fucking serious,” he murmured, casually. He didn’t even have to look at me to see that I was questioning his sanity. “I want your pert mouth sucking my fat cock from under my desk.”

“What do I get out of it?” I asked, keeping my voice level. Like somehow I was the one in control here.

“You get my hot cum down your throat.”

“Borden—”

“After I fuck your mouth, I’m going to make you scream when I bend you over the table. You’re going to be gushing around my cock in ecstasy when you milk my second cum.”

I tried to be defiant. I resisted moving, but I was a fool to think that would bother him. He didn’t even blink at me. The ball was in my court and I…I didn’t even think twice about it.

In fact, I didn’t even think about it at all.

My mouth watered at the thought of his hard cock in my mouth. At my tongue licking at his piercing. I moved to him and he looked up, that satisfied expression warming me as his lips finally did flinch into a ghost of a smile.

Shame on you, Emma, because you live to see this man smile.

And I…

I wasn’t living these days.

This—him and me and this fucking office—I lived for this.

I dropped to my knees, crawling under the desk. It was degrading and subservient, and I fucking loved how pleased he was. His hand lightly drifted over me, tickling the back of my neck. It was a soft touch for such a dirty demand. He spread his legs, unzipping himself. All the while he looked into my eyes, his breathing already picking up, the only giveaway that his anticipation was sky high.

I loved pleasuring him. It made me feel powerful. Drawing out his pleasure drove me wild. I knew what he liked, but I tried to change it up, making him lose control. In my own way, I was unpredictable too.

“Get messy,” he whispered down to me, after freeing his pierced cock.

“Don’t tell me how to suck your cock,” I returned swiftly, my hand already gripping him. He was half-erect, but that response seemed to trigger him. Instantly he grew harder.

“No?” he questioned.

“No.” I gathered the saliva in my mouth and spat it over the head of his cock. His body immediately tightened as he carefully watched me wrap my mouth around him. His eyes went distant, a deep groan releasing from his chest.

“Borden,” I murmured after I brushed my tongue along his shaft.

His voice was barely audible. “Yeah, Doll.”

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