Page 35 of Make Believe

But nothing comes out.

Someone else starts talking. Rafferty leaves his microphone on but bends forward to whisper in my ear. I feel the press of his suit against me, the bite of his belt and zipper against my thighs and ass. I remember what our agreement was that we made yesterday.

His business is none of my business. He’s been kind and generous to me. We’re here for a fun time. I don’t want to betray him. I really don’t. I’d regret it if I hurt him like that.

As if proving my point further, he caresses the side of my face as he licks the shell of my ear and speaks in such a low tone, I almost miss his words altogether.

“Such a good, perfect boy for Daddy. Pretty doll. I’m going to come in your ass now with everybody listening. I know you can be so good for me and not make a sound, my perfect doll. Just lie there and take Daddy’s big, hungry cock.”

“Yes, Daddy,” I murmur back.

What follows is almost silent. He’s careful not to slap against me, but he drives into me deep and fast. His breathing is controlled, but the way his fingers are digging into my hips tell me how wild he’s feeling. My cock is trapped between my stomach and the desk, the material from my dress rubbing against it as he plunders my ass.

As he comes, his body goes rigid as his member pulses, shooting his load inside me. The meeting continues. Rafferty clears his throat and interjects, adding some comment about a deadline as he softens inside me. I breathe slowly and carefully through my nose when I feel like I want to lose it.

When Rafferty’s done giving his opinion, he reaches over and mutes himself once more.

I can’t help but gasp in relief.

In a whirl, he pulls out of me, drops back into his seat, spins me around, and draws me onto his lap. His seed is dribbling out of my hole and onto his pants, and my leaking, throbbing cock bounces between us, red and angry. He looks directly into my eyes as he wraps a lubricated hand around it, ignoring the people talking on the screen behind me.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” he mumbles against my neck as he starts to aggressively jerk me off. “You’re so perfect, Kiki. That’s one of the hottest fucking things I’ve ever done in my life. Be noisy for me. Tell Daddy you love him. Come. Scream. Be Daddy’s good boy.”

Like he’s flipped a switch, I let go of all my restraint, no longer clinging to my doll state. My head drops back as I wail and thrust into his slippery hand. My climax is building like a tidal wave, but I cling to it, wanting it to grow bigger and bigger until it’s all-consuming.

“Yes, Daddy, yes!” I howl over the voices coming from the computer. “So good. I love it. I love you, Daddy. Make me come all over you. Like that. Yes, Daddy. Fuck.Yes!”

As I start to spurt all over his expensive suit, he sucks and bites my neck, marking me like an animal. “Who do you belong to?” he growls against my skin.

“You, Daddy,” I cry, tears spilling down my face as I continue to shoot thick, creamy ropes. He milks me until my balls are totally empty and I’m shaking against him, twitching as he continues to play with my over-sensitive cock.

“Mine,” he snarls, sucking again on the same spot on my neck. “Daddy’s perfect little doll.”

The meeting trundles on behind me, the words a distance drone. I cling to my Daddy, our soft cocks rubbing together, our mess smeared all over our clothes.

I gasp, my face still wet with tears, too many emotions tumbling through my brain.

This is a mess, and I don’t mean the sweaty, cum-stained state of us.

When did this no-strings-revenge-plot become so complicated? Because I have a feeling that as it stands, I am so far beyond the point of no return.

What am I even doing anymore?

And how am I going to walk away and forget that any of this ever happened?

CHAPTER 14

Rafferty

I thinkboth Kadence and I are a bit shell-shocked after the stunt we pulled during my meeting. There’s no denying what an electrifying thrill it was, but it was also far beyond anything we’d done before, and there were a lot of emotions on both sides as we came down from the high.

Thankfully, we didn’t have to wait long before the conference call came to an end. I stripped us of our soiled clothes to deal with later, then led Kadence to the bathroom where I cleaned him up and wrapped us both in fluffy robes. Placing a gentle kiss on the spot I sucked raw, I grip his shoulders before looking into his eyes.

“I would like you to be as comfortable as you like for the remainder of the evening,” I tell him, holding his eye contact so I can read whether or not my words sink in. “If that means sweatpants and one of those weird sticky masks on your face, that’s absolutely okay with me.”

That gets a small giggle out of him, and I’m glad. I’m certain he was into the sex. It was borderline non-consensual for my staff, but as far as I’m concerned, what they don’t know can’t harm them. I’m almost certain Kadence was just as into it as I was.

Still…

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