Colten Quinn got out of Grant’s office and left Grant and me all alone. I’d been pretty tense whenever we were left alone since last night.

My pussy throbbed painfully whenever I was near Grant, and I was silently begging him to touch me. It was the middle of the day, but I wanted him badly. Maybe we could do something quickly?

Ugh. Calm down, Madison. You are working, remember?

“Well, he looks really funny with it,” I remarked and sat down, referring to Colten’s construction hat. Seriously, that man was in his business suit and that hat all the time, it was weird.

“Yeah. Oliver and I make fun of him for it a lot.”

“How did you meet your partners?” I asked, curious about their friendship. It was known around the firm that Grant, Colten, and Oliver were not only partners, but also best friends.

“We know each other from college. We went to same classes, and soon we started hanging out with each other.”

“Oh, that’s nice.” I couldn’t help but think what else they did together. God, what was wrong with me?

“Yeah. I can completely rely on them. They are trustworthy and hard-working like me.”

“How did you decide to start this company?”

“Well, we shared the same vision and had the initial capital to start with. Each one of us has his own unique skills that contributed to what LQT is today.”

“LQT expanded very quickly.”

“Compared to other startups, yeah, LQT grew fast. We are proud to say that with this tempo we can enter an international market in the next few years. That’s why this project is really important and we need to give our best to finish it successfully.”

“I believe you will.”

He took a sip of coffee and set it back down. He grimaced. “What? Is something wrong?”

“This coffee is cold,” he complained and smirked. “I need to scold you.”

Every muscle in my body tensed. Scolded? What did this mean? “Scold me?”

“Yes. You have to pay for the cold coffee. I can’t drink this,” he acted like he was disappointed, and his game was turning me on pretty fast. I didn’t even realize I was holding my breath when he stood up and took me by hand.

“Now, I have to punish you.”

He led me to his lounge connected to his office and pushed me onto the couch. I bounced when I hit the surface with my ass, already feeling wet in anticipation.

Oh my. We were going to do it right here and right now. Not that anyone could see us, the lounge was in a room with regular walls. But it was still overwhelming, someone could walk in at any momement.

He hovered above me and seized my lips with his in a fiery kiss that left me breathless. He opened my lips with his tongue and thrust it wildly inside, stroking mine urgently.

“Grant,” I gasped when he lowered further and kissed my neck, finding my sensitive spot. “Oh. Yes.” My juices had already wetted my panties, and I needed him urgently.

“I’m going to fuck you now, Madison,” he said into the hollow of my neck, opening the buttons of my shirt one by one and removing the material from my shoulders. I took my shirt completely off.

“Yes, boss.”

“I can’t get you out of my head since last night.”

I loved his dirty words and the way he couldn’t resist me, just like I couldn’t resist him. I’d been fantasizing about his cock all day long.

I looked at the door of his office and remembered it wasn’t locked.

“The door is not locked,” I pointed it out.

He smirked, positioning himself in between my thighs, and knelt on the floor in front of me. “It’s going to stay that way.”

I gasped in surprise. “You won’t lock it?”

“No. I’m going to fuck your sweet pussy with the unlocked door. It’s exciting, isn’t it? Anyone could enter while you come onto my cock or scream my name...”

My core was throbbing so hard. I was completely turned on.

“Tell me you want it,” he commanded.

He removed my bra and threw it to the floor. “Yes, I want it,” I breathed out and moaned when his mouth latched onto my nipple.

“Ah!” I cried out and leaned against the back of the couch.

“You like my dirty talk, baby, huh?”

“Yes.”

“Naughty girl.”

His tongue caressed my right nipple while his fingers pinched the left one. These simultaneous sensations were driving me crazy, and I squirmed under his skilled moves.

“Your breasts are so hot, Madison. I want to cum all over them.”

My body convulsed and my toes curled in the shoes when I heard him say this. Yes, I wanted it so badly.

“Yes, boss. Cum all over me.”

“Fuck,” he hissed and squeezed my breasts with his hands, kissing one nipple and then switching to the other, and by the time he lowered his mouth to my stomach, I was completely lost and desperate to feel his touch on my pussy.

He unzipped my pants and took them off. He slid his hand over the front part of my black undies, eliciting a loud moan from me. Since the day he fingered me, I opted for the sexier underwear, and I loved his reaction when his eyes fell on my sexy lingerie. He was totally turned on by it.

He stopped touching me for a moment and leaned backward to take off his tie.

“Get ready to lose your sight.”

He put his tie over my eyes and tied it on the back of my head. Now I understood why girls loved being blindfolded. Not being able to see your partner, while impatiently waiting for their next move was something completely sexy, and it made my pussy drenching wet.

“I’m going to soak your couch.” I was completely naked and I already felt my juices trickling out of my pussy and onto his couch.

He groaned. “I’ll buy a new one. If you could only see yourself now. All naked and wet for me.” He groaned again, and then he pressed his palm against my pulsating core.

“Ah! Yes, Grant. Please, touch me.”

“Oh. I will touch you. I will do even more. Now, I want you to listen to me. You have to be quiet. No one could hear us. If you disobey me and scream, I will spank you. Do you understand?”

“Yes.”

“Good. Keep your hands next to your body and open your legs widely.” I followed his instructions. “I will get some ice.”

Some ice?

I heard him walk away, open something and then close it. Several moments later, he joined me on the couch.

“Grant?”

He didn’t answer anything, and then I felt something cold on my nipple.

“Ah!” I screamed, feeling the pleasure and coldness at the same time, as my nipple became a hard bud.

Without any warning, he turned me onto my hip and spanked my ass. “Grant!” I cried out. It wasn’t painful. Not really. His slap was light enough not to leave any harsh pain, but strong enough to make me convulse in the wave of pleasure that washed over me after the initial pricking passed.

“You forgot you aren’t allowed to scream.”

Damn. I loved this dominant Grant.

“Yes, boss.”

“Good.” He brought me back onto my ass. “This is just a cube of ice, baby. It will make everything better. Just relax.”

I did as I was told, breathing quickly as he moved that cube over one nipple, then other, and then moved it lower—ever so slowly. I fought hard not to scream, because the pleasure was too much, and I was panting like crazy.

I couldn’t see anything, which made all these sensations much stronger, and it was difficult for me not to use my hands to relieve myself from this tension. I kept them next to my body, like he’d instructed me to.

He reached my warm pussy, pressing the ice against my swollen clit, and I screamed—unable to suppress it—when the pleasure exploded through me upon the contact.

Smack!

He spanked me again and I yelped.

Smack!

“You keep forgetting you have to be quiet, Madison,” he whispered into my ear, his words sending shivers down my spine. I was so turned on and I needed him.

“Please... Fuck me.”

He chuckled, moving the ice over my clit again. “But I love playing with your sensitive pussy. I love the goosebumps on your skin when I move this cube all over you... It makes everything better, right?”

“Yes...”

The cube started melting on my pussy, and the water from it mixed with my juices, soaking everything beneath me, and when he started rubbing me with that cube, moving it fast over my clit, I was ready to come.

“I’m going to come, boss.”

“Yeah, baby. Let me see those juices.”

Several strokes later, I was exploding, an intense orgasm shattering me into pieces as Grant moved off the couch.

“Don’t take that blindfold off,” he instructed, and then I heard his clothes drop on the carpet. For a moment, I tensed, wondering how much time had already passed and if someone would interrupt us at any moment, but the anxiety actually made everything better. Everything was so heightened. Suddenly I understood voyeurism a bit more.

I waited impatiently, shivering as I heard the sound of a condom package getting ripped open. A few seconds later he pushed me further against the back of the couch and placed my legs on his shoulders, entering my wet, sensitive pussy.

“Ah! Boss!” I screamed.

“I told you to stay silent, baby.” He pinched my nipples as a punishment and filled me completely at the same time.

I clamped my hand over my mouth so I wouldn’t cry out. Everything was way more intense because I couldn’t see anything. He massaged my breasts as he pumped into me, each thrust harder than the previous one, and I was moaning into my hand all the time—unable to stop under this unbearable pleasure.

He was so deep in me now—this position allowed him to enter me even deeper—and I was already on the verge of another orgasm.

“Grant! I’m coming!” I screamed, unable to contain myself, and he pinched my nipples again, continuing his merciless rhythm that actually prolonged my orgasm and triggered the next one immediately. I cried out again, but this time Grant pressed his lips against mine, wildly attacking my mouth with his intrusive tongue.

Suddenly, he removed the blindfold. “Look at me! I want to look into those pretty eyes while I fill you up.”

“Yes, boss.” I was mesmerized by his naked body on top of mine. His rippling muscles gleaning with just a slight sweat. God he was so hot. How the hell did I get so lucky?

Several moments later, he tensed and came hard, moaning with exhaustion and pleasure.

“Fuck, Madison.” His eyes glimmered with passion, and he kissed me again, this time playing with my tongue slowly and sensually. “You’re amazing,” he whispered and kissed me into my forehead. “You’re like a drug. I can’t get enough of you.”

“I can never get enough of you either Grant.” Wasn’t that the damn truth.

I was falling for him, and there was no stopping it.