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Casper was unbuckling his pants as I stood before him completely naked, my clothes lying strewn all over the floor.
The scene reminded me of my first day here in this very office. He had commanded me to strip in this very way. He had bid me to do his wishes, and I had followed his command, going against my core nature. From the first time we met, Casper Argent had some sort of black-magic hold over me, and I was aware of it. As much as I knew this and tried to fight it, I couldn’t do anything about it.
My friends and family knew me as a hothead, a typical redhead, someone who never apologizes, who yells too loudly and fights till the end for what she believes in. And yet, as I watched this perfect embodiment of the male form strip in front of me, his honey smooth muscles glistening from sweat, his blond hair thrown back, damp from exertion, his eyes dark and focused on me, his biceps bulging… I lost all control. That wasn’t the Lily Fitz everyone else knew. Only Casper knew this Lily, and I was like clay in his hands, waiting to be molded.
I had just had an orgasm, but simply watching him undress in front of me, to see his enormous, throbbing cock hanging between his legs as he stood in front of me with his legs parted, made me even wetter. I could feel that familiar twitch in my belly that Casper Argent seemed to always cause. I took in a deep breath, preparing myself for what was about to come.
He was on a one-track mission, and neither of us were going anywhere until he had gotten his way.
“Get on your knees,” he commanded as he strode toward me. I could only focus on his cock and the way it was swinging from side to side as he approached me.
I knelt immediately, keeping my back straight and my eyes on him. What was he going to do to me? What was this hold that he had on me? I had come here to end it peacefully, and now I was naked with him again.
I knew I was fooling myself again, and I was making a mistake by accepting this job. I was going against everything I stood for by agreeing to work for him. He’d changed one business decision for me. He wasn’t going to do it again. And what about his womanizing ways? He’d admitted that he couldn’t change. That he wouldn’t change for anybody. Why was I fooling myself by working for him? By sleeping with him? The last thing I wanted was to be lured into being a corporate hack, a white-collar robot. And all for the body of a man who wasn’t even planning on being exclusive with me.
Casper had reached me now. His cock was level with my face, and I turned my eyes up at him.
In a sudden move, he grabbed my curls in his fist, and I gasped from the shock of it. He lowered himself slowly to the floor, craning my neck back. I bit down on my lip. Being made to obey someone had never felt this erotic.
“Are you going to do as I say this time, Lily?” he asked in a deep, throaty growl. I gulped and then nodded. He still had his hand in my hair, gently keeping my head in place.
“Spread your legs for me. Let me see what I’m going to possess,” he said. We were both on the floor, our faces inches apart.
I adjusted my body so that I could spread my legs now, my elbows folded on the floor and my head thrown back. I could feel the goose bumps covering my skin. The hairs on my nape were on end. I parted my legs wide, and Casper sat down in front of them, watching me, my body, and how my breasts bounced with every movement I made. He could see my wetness and how much I wanted him again so quickly.
A smile was forming on his face.
“Good,” he said, and he crawled toward me. I was nervous again. What was he going to make me do next? What was I subjecting myself to? How badly was I going to regret all this the next morning? Casper Argent was bad news. My mind felt like it was split down the middle with contradictory thoughts about him. I had no control over my body or mind anymore. Either way, I was a prisoner to his desires.
He had wedged himself between my thighs now, and I lay down flat on the carpeted floor. He pressed his body down over mine, his face hovering over me. He was studying me silently like he was looking deep down into my soul.
I was mystified, confused, aroused… everything at the same time.
“I want to make love to you, Lily. Take it slow and easy,” he said, and I nearly choked from surprise. What did he even mean by that?
I hadn’t replied, and I felt his hands on my body, feeling the curves of my hips, the flesh on my belly, up my torso, in between my breasts. Without warning, but slowly and very delicately this time, Casper slipped into me. His cock was so big, throbbing and hard, and he filled me up. My back arched to meet him, and I bit down on my lip.
But he wasn’t thrusting, he simply remained inside me, deep inside me where I needed to feel him. And then he began to pump quietly with his eyes open and staring into my face. Slowly but deliberately. He was going to make me come just like that with no fury. He was going to come, too, more simply than I had ever imagined sex with him. Some kind of peace had descended around us. I orgasmed, not surprisingly, just as he did. My lungs were bursting at the seams, and my toes curled as my nails dug into his flesh.