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Introduction:

After dealing with Gina, it's time for Marcus to turn his attention to Bobbi.

As I left Gina’s office, I caught sight of Natalie again. Our eyes met for a moment and I could feel her questions on me from halfway across the office. “Gina’s going to be busy packing her stuff. Is there another place I can go for the next couple of meetings? Somewhere without anyone nearby. It might get loud, and I’d rather not have an audience.”

“Yeah,” Andrew said. “There’s a couple of empty rooms down here, but if you’re really looking for privacy, I could take you to one of the empty floors.”

“Great. Lead the way.” I looked at Vikram and pointed out Natalie. “See that woman? In about fifteen minutes, could you bring her with you up to the floor we’ll be on? Just explain to her that the company has just come under new management and they would like to speak to her. Andrew will come back down here and escort you.

“Yes sir,” Vikram said, and stayed behind as Andrew lead the way back to the elevators. I glanced at Natalie again and saw her looking at me with open curiosity all over her face. She mouthed a question that I interpreted as ‘What’s going on?’ I gave her a fleeting smile in hopes that would assuage some of her concern.

Moments later I found myself and Helen three floors up and in a fully furnished office that felt sterile and unused. The two security specialists stayed in the hallway and Andrew shut the door behind us, telling us he’d back shortly with Vikram. Helen immediately launched herself at me and crushed her lips to mine in a searing kiss. Her tongue invaded my mouth, and I could feel her moan just as much as I could hear it. Her fingers dug into my shoulders. I was momentarily surprised by the kiss, but then slipped my arms around her waist and pulled her into me as I allowed my tongue to meet hers for a quick duel. After a few moments of intense making out, she pulled her head back while maintaining full frontal contact against me and looked up at me, her eyes burning, “God Marcus, that was hot.”

“Thanks,” I said as I tried to catch my breath. “I mean it Helen. Thanks for everything.”

“Of course,” she said, giving me what felt like a sincere smile and said, “I have your back, Marcus.”

We spent the next few minutes making out and grinding against each other through our clothes. Seeing as we wouldn’t have time for more, we parted a few minutes before Vikram returned with Natalie, and I spent that time looking around the office, trying to think about things that would cause my erection to settle down a little. I looked out the window and saw the New York streets below from 10 stories up.

“This floor is empty. Maybe I should make it into an office for myself or something,” I said.

“That’s not a bad idea,” Helen replied, checking her hair with her phone camera to make sure it looked presentable before anyone came in, “Your apartment certainly isn’t an appropriate place to run your day-to-day affairs.”

“Yeah. I don’t like the furniture though. Or the lay-out. It feels a bit claustrophobic in here with all the hallways.”

“I’ll talk to Andrew and see if there are any other floors available,” Helen replied, putting her phone away now that she looked completely professional again. “Maybe see what options are available-”

A soft knock at the door interrupted the conversation. I pulled myself away from the window and made my way over to yet another walnut desk that would be perfect for banging Helen on. I leaned against it and said, “Come in.” The door opened and in came Natalie.

She was beautiful as ever - her upturned eyes giving her a slightly exotic, disney princess quality. Her irises were so dark that they were almost indistinguishable from her pupils as she stared up at me through long lashes enhanced tastefully with mascara. Her nose had a slight nubian quality to it and complimented her large, expressive eyes and generous, plump lips. It was all framed by a mass of black that fell around her face in a fashionably messy style. She was sweet, smart, with a transformative smile and a cutting wit. In the entire time that we’d known each other, we’d been good friends, but since the break-up with her ex about a month ago, it’d felt a bit more flirtatious. Had we both been single when we first met, I’d like to think it could have gone somewhere. Now that Jessica and her ex were out of the picture, maybe it still could.

I was surprisingly feeling a lot better about my break-up with Jessica. I suppose inheriting over nine-hundred billion dollars and getting fucked by one of the hottest women I’d ever met is a balm for the soul. Nearly falling in love with Helen was definitely helpful in moving past Jessica, but our conversations throughout Friday and Saturday made it perfectly clear that love wasn’t on the table for us. Aside from being married, she had explained that she wasn’t the type of woman I needed in a partner, and after a few hours of us being apart on Sunday, the magic spell her vagina cast on me had waned, taking the sharp agony of being dumped along with it. All that was left was a dull ache of desire for companionship, and now that Natalie and I were single, I wanted to explore whatever chemistry existed between us.

Natalie glanced from me to Helen, looking uncertain as she stood half-way through the doorway. She gripped the wood panel in her hands and looked like she was about to retreat, “They told me to come up here?”

“Yeah,” I said, brightened by the sight of her and not wanting to chase her away, I gave her a warm smile. “Come on in and shut the door, Nat. Have a seat.”

Helen moved toward the door, “I’ll be right outside if you need anything, Mr. Upton. Miss Bander” she said, giving Natalie a smile.

“Thanks, Miss…”

“Helen. Just call me Helen,” she said.

“Nice to meet you, Helen,” Natalie said, shaking hands.

As soon as Natalie looked back at me, Helen threw me another glance that was part professional caution and part sexual heat. I slid a hand in my pocket and adjusted my pants to prevent my dick from being noticeable as my hard-on started to return. I really had no self-control.

As soon as the door clicked shut behind her, Natalie immediately launched into questions, her eyes wide with curiosity, “What the fuck is going on, Marcus?”

I couldn’t contain my smile. I wanted more than anything to tell her all the juicy details about how much money I’d fallen into, about how I’d already purchased this building and the company we used to work for… about how my grandfather was none other than Colin Gerrard, the somewhat famous owner of the entertainment company VistaVision and several holding companies that we were very familiar with as a financial firm. I wanted to fill her in about getting security, and how I had an entire army of lawyers at my disposal. I wanted to tell her about how I had way more than ‘fuck you’ money… that I had the kind of money necessary to buy small countries. I wanted her to pass out from my good fortune… or to throw herself at me and beg me to take her right there on the desk.

But there was part of me that was hesitant to tell her about everything. What if it changed how she felt about me? What if it became the driving force behind her deciding to pursue something with me, if that happened? I really liked this girl, and I wanted it to go somewhere meaningful.

So instead, I decided to be vague about exactly how much I had, and gauge her reaction. “I… ran into some serious money, Nat. A life-changing amount. Enough that I could quit the job, and then buy the entire company.”

“You bought the company?” Nat said, as she helped herself to a seat on the couch. I took the seat next to her. This felt less like an owner of the company talking to an employee and more like two friends who had shared countless lunches catching up.

“Yeah. And the building,” I replied, unable to contain my grin.

“And Gina? Andrew was escorting her to her office. She looked really confused.”

“Yeah,” I said, my grin getting bigger. “I fired her.”

Natalie covered her mouth with a hand and gasped, “Oh my god, Marcus! Are you serious!?”

“Yeah,” I said, unable to stop a grin, “She cried.”

Natalie’s shock was invaded by a fit of giggles, “I wish I’d been a fly on the wall when you did that. It must have been the best moment of your life.”

An image of Helen disrobing in my small apartment and confessing that she belonged to me came to mind.

“One of the best moments for sure,” I replied.

“Are you taking her position?” Natalie asked.

“Hell no. I don’t want to work here anymore. Actually, I was hoping you would,” I said. I couldn’t stop smiling as the look of shock returned. She’d gasped even louder, and her dark eyes were huge.

“It comes with nice benefits and a six-figure salary, and-”

Natalie launched herself at me, throwing her arms around my neck and squeezing me tight as she squeeled, “Oh my god yes, Marcus! Oh my god thank you!”

I could feel the warmth of her cheek on mine and enjoyed the feeling of her soft, smooth skin. The smell of her perfume was intoxicating. We’d hugged, but this felt different. I slipped my arms around her slender waist and pulled her infinitesimally closer to me. I wanted to pull her so much closer. I wanted to crush her against me.

We stayed like that for a full fifteen seconds before she finally pulled away. She kept her arms loosely draped over my shoulders and stayed well within my personal bubble, her big, dark eyes staring up at me and breaking my heart with every passing moment. The smile on her face was radiant, and I couldn’t help but smile back.

God I wanted to kiss her.

“I can’t begin to thank you enough, Marcus,” Natalie said.

I shook my head, breaking the spell of that moment, “No need. You deserve it. You’re a really hard worker, and you know all our major accounts intimately. Anyway, you’re also the only person at this company I genuinely like.”

Her eyes suddenly became bright, and I could detect a faint hint of unshed tears in them. Her smile softened, and I felt her arms slightly tense around my neck. She leaned in, closing the distance between the two of us and for a split second, I thought we were going to kiss and then she went for the cheek, pressing her full, warm lips against my skin. I closed my eyes and just enjoyed the moment, very aware that we’d never quite been this close physically. The corner of her mouth was just out of reach of mine, and I was fully aware that I could have turned my head a fraction of an inch and our lips would have connected. I didn’t want to risk ruining the moment, or making it awkward. Instead, I simply tightened my hand on her back, my fingertips massaging the muscles in the middle of her back over her blouse.

Finally, she pulled back, smiling shyly as she bruised a bit of hair behind her ear. “Thank you. I like you too.”

We sat there on the couch grinning at each other goofily for who knows how long, when she finally cleared her throat, “So, what’s the plan? What should I do?”

I adjusted myself on the couch and tried to cool myself off, attempting to tamp down the butterflies in my stomach while also wondering if I’d missed an opportunity in that awkward moment of silence. I hope I made the right call.

I tried to switch my brain from breeding mode to business mode, “Take the rest of the day. Get your stuff together. Go home. Mentally prep… whatever you need to do. You’ll need to fill out some paperwork, but I’ll have them send it to Gina’s office - your office - and you can fill it out tomorrow.”

“I’ll need you to go over the accounts and personnel and make recommendations on how you’d like to tailor things to your oversight. I’d also like to give everyone a pay bump, but I’d like your recommendation on exactly how much. And there are a handful of people we should probably cut loose. My only request is that you not fire Bobbi. At least, not yet.”

Natalie was nodding along up until that last request, at which she knitted her eyebrows together in confusion. “Firing her was one of my first thoughts. Why not? Everyone hates that bitch.”

I nodded, “I still do, but when I fired Gina, she gave me some information that I can’t ignore. Honestly, it’s too juicy. I’m going to be speaking to her right after this. I’ll fill you in on the details tomorrow.”

She grinned at that, “I can’t wait to hear how that goes.”

“Speaking of which, I’ll need to go ahead and speak to her.”

We stood up and she straightened her skirt, “Well, thank you again for this Marcus. It means so much to me. You’ll fill me in a bit more on some of the details on how this happened.” Suddenly, a look of horror came over her, “Oh god, you didn’t lose someone, did you?”

Technically, I had, but it wasn’t like I’d miss a man I’d never met.

“No… It wasn’t anything like that. But I promise, I’ll tell you more about it. Maybe tomorrow while you’re getting settled in,” I replied. We gave each other a hug, our bodies pressing much closer than they’d ever been in the past. When she pulled back to look at me, I swear we almost kissed. I locked eyes with her, and read so much in them. Fondness, camaraderie, and… maybe desire?

She kissed my cheek once more. This time the corner of her mouth actually did brush mine, and I couldn’t resist the temptation any longer. I moved my head and our lips were on each other’s, and we shared our first kiss. It was closed-mouth and sweet, but held the promise of so much more. Her lips were more soft and pliant than I could have ever imagined, and I could feel my stomach doing backflips while fireworks were going off in my brain. After a few more seconds, we pulled back and both smiled a little awkwardly before stepping apart.

“Thank you,” I finally said.

“No, no… thank you,” she replied with a sheepish smile.

“I’ve wondered what that would be like for a while now.”

“You have?”

I nodded, “Yeah. For weeks.”

“I might have too,” she said, her words slightly breathy. She visibly swallowed. “I wouldn’t mind another one.”

I opened my mouth to tell her the same, when there was a light knock on the door. Both of us jumped a foot away from each other and Natalie was immediately trying to make herself seem as if everything was professional and normal.

A heartbeat later, the door opened several inches and Vikram peered in the room, “Mr. Upton?”

We both looked at him.

“I have Bobbi Nanford with me?”

“Alright,” I said, looking back to Natalie.

She gave me a soft smile, “I’ll leave you to it. Talk to you tomorrow?”

“Absolutely,” I responded, returning the smile. “I’ll see you soon.”

Vikram stepped aside as Natalie departed. A heartbeat later, Helen slipped into the room past Vikram, “Could you please send in Bobbi, please?”

“Yes ma'am,” Vikram said and shut the door behind her..

“Hey,” I said. Suddenly the thoughts I’d had for bending Helen over my desk and fucking her was paled in light of the kiss I’d just shared with Natalie. Apparently Helen could tell something had happened.

“Is everything alright?”

“Yeah,” I said as I circled the desk and sat in the chair.

She eyed me for a moment, “Forgive me, but that wasn’t very convincing.”

I leaned back in the comfortable office chair and simply stared at her for a long moment as I tried to gather my thoughts. Why did Helen have to be so gorgeous?

“Natalie and I kissed,” I finally said. “We’ve worked together for nearly a year and I’ve always had a thing for her. She broke up with her boyfriend about a month ago. And now with all of this,” I waved my hand around, “All this opportunity… I think I might have a good shot at a great life with an amazing girl, and I don’t want to mess it up.” I looked up at her with an apology in my eyes.

She crossed her arms under her breasts, “Literally anyone would kill to be where you are, Marcus.” She walked over to the desk and sat on the corner of the desk next to me. Her skirt was tight enough to give me an enticing view of the curvature of her hips and ass. “Don’t throw it away for a single person. You could end up making very costly mistakes.” She leaned across the desk, her blouse falling to give me a mouth-watering view down her front. “You could have an entire bevy of beautiful women who adore you and are devoted to you. Like I am. Why settle for just one?”

“This isn’t-”

“Just anyone,” she finished my thought. “I know.” Helen leaned forward, reached out and ran an index finger down my jawline before cupping my chin gently in her hand. She ran a thumb across my lips. I could feel her gaze on me, but I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the view down her blouse. She stretched forward a bit more till her lips were less than an inch from mine. I lifted my gaze to hers as her tongue ran across my lips. I opened them and the tips of our tongues barely brushed each other. After the kiss I’d just shared with Natalie and now this, my cock felt like it was going to burst.

“Trust me, Marcus. You don’t want to give this up,” she whispered, her lips not quite parting from mine.

And then a knock at the door interrupted us before I had a chance to respond. Helen gave me a wicked smile and slid off the desk, straightening her skirt as she retreated to a corner of the office just to the right of the door. Another more insistent knock came.

I rolled my eyes, knowing exactly who it was on the other side. Even her knocking was obnoxious, “Come in!”

Bobbi threw the door open as she strode into the office without even bothering to close it. One of the body guards from YPV stepped into the room, grabbed the door, and closed it quietly behind her. Bobbi glared at me with those cold gray eyes, “What the hell is this?”

I immediately felt on edge as I met her stare. Bobbi was more than half a foot shorter than me, but her domineering attitude, her relationship with Gina, and the way she wielded HR like a cudgel had always given her an aura of intimidation. My knee jerk reaction was to placate her till she went away.

“You’re looking at the new owner of Marduke Financial,” Helen said behind her. Bobbi looked over her shoulder, her loose, auburn hair flinging through the air to cover the look of disdain she was throwing at Helen. She looked back at me, eyes narrowed into slits.

“Seriously. What’s this about? Why the fuck are you up here?”

I stared back at her and thought about all the times she’d threatened to have me fired. How she’d teased me about my crush on Natalie while she was taken. How she’d shamed me for being in a long-distance relationship with Jessica, claiming that I couldn’t find anyone close enough to date like a normal human being.

I had to remind myself that things were different now.

I glanced at Helen. Strong, independent Helen who had crushed federal politicians underfoot like they were nothing. She’d submitted herself to me. I had an entire board of lawyers who’d wielded ridiculous power waiting on me hand and foot. I’d had a bombshell like Ashlee throw herself at me just this morning. The world was mine to command and anything in it was mine for the taking. On top of that, I was armed with the information Gina had given me, including who she’d been working with.

“Gina told me everything.”

I didn’t stand up. I didn’t raise my voice. I didn’t show any outward sign of anger. I was cool, calm, and collected.

“What the fuck is that supposed to mean?”

There was no sign of guilt on her face. No flicker of insecurity in her expression. She just continued to look down her nose as if she had a million better things to do than be here.

My heart was beating furiously, but I did my best to keep a cool exterior. “Gina told me about the money you’ve been embezzling from the company for the better part of two years. She told me about the bank accounts in Florida. She even provided me recordings of your conversations she made for insurance purposes. I now have them in my possession.”

That last part was technically not true. Gina was supposed to show Vikram where they were before she left the building, but close enough.

“No you don’t. You don’t have shit.”

I had to admit, the fact that she was able to maintain the front after being called out was impressive. She didn’t seem phased by the accusation in the slightest. “Where’s the proof? Where’s Gina?”

“Mrs. O’Neil has already been dealt with. My associate has the information and is transferring it to our private server as we speak,” Helen said.

Bobbi ignored Helen. Her eyes stayed fixed on me as she lifted her chin defiance, “You couldn’t afford a vacation last month. How’d you buy a fucking company? What’s changed?”

I stood up and rounded the desk in one swift motion. As I approached Bobbi, she took a couple of steps back, “Don’t you fucking come near me.”

“I inherited billions of dollars,” I said as I continued to close the gap between the two of us. “I didn’t just buy the company. I bought the building too. I also hired an entire army of lawyers who work for me full time. They are going to get a bunch of private investigators and finance nerds to dissect the last two years of your life and bring me every shred of evidence of your activities over the last two years. I’ll know what mail you received, what bars you visited, and every person you’ve fucked by the end of the week.”

She backed into the wall and I followed her, placing a hand on either side of her head, leaning against the wall so that I towered over her. “And most importantly, I’ll have overwhelming evidence that could easily put you away for ten years.”

“We’ve already frozen your bank account in Florida,” Helen said.

For the first time since she came into the office, there was a hint of humanity in Bobbi’s eyes. Her eyes flickered toward Helen, “What the fuck? No you didn’t.”

I stepped back, “Check your phone.”

When she didn’t immediately move to pull out her phone, I rolled my wrist in a ‘get on with it’ gesture, “Go on. We’ll wait.”

She hesitantly pulled it out, then started scrolling through while Helen and I simply waited. After a few moments, she let out an ear-piercing screech that nearly made me jump.

“How fucking dare you,” she shouted, snapping her gaze up to look at both of us. I wanted to smile. Her outrage was delicious, and I found myself slightly turned on by having seeing Bobbi realize for the first time that she was in the fucking corner.

“It’s over, Bobbi. I have you, you stupid fucking cow,” I growled.

Bobbi screeched again and threw her phone at my head. I managed to jerk my head to the side and felt the wind displace as it whooshed past me and shattered on the wall on the other side of the office. I was sure there had been enough force behind that throw to knock me out if it had actually hit its target. The door opened and Andrew peered inside, “Hey… just checking to see if everything was okay in here.”

Bobbi looked like she was about to say something, but I cut her off. I pointed at Andrew without taking my eyes off her, “Andrew, if you close that door right now, ignore everything you hear, and follow all my other orders, I will give you thirty thousand dollars.”

“You got it,” Andrew said, ducked out the door without a second glance, and shut it.

Bobbi started to scream again and I closed the distance, slamming a hand over her mouth to cut her off. “Oh my god you have got to shut the fuck up.” With her pinned between the wall and my larger frame, I got very close and spoke through gritted teeth, “You think you can just open your mouth and get whatever you want? That’s not how this works anymore Bobbi. Your life changes today. Now.”

Bobbi thrashed against me, pummeling her fists against my torso as she struggled to remove my hand from her mouth. I could feel her teeth scraping against my palm as they tried to find purchase. She glared pure hatred at me.

“You see what I just did with Andrew? I could have you arrested and in jail within the hour and I could make sure you never see daylight again. I own you. You want to go to sleep in a real bed? You want to go out to eat? You want to be able to buy a pack of skittles with money instead of smokes? Then shut the fuck up and start listening for once in your goddamn life.”

By the time I finished, she seemed to calm down just enough where I thought it might be safe to remove my hand. I did so, but kept an eye for any indication that she might attempt to scream again. We just stared at each other for a beat.

“Fuck you,” she said and then spat at my face.

I saw nothing but red, and I did something I’d never done to anyone in my life. I slapped her across the face. She whirled and threw her hands up in defense and I used the opportunity to grab her around her tiny waist and pin her against me so that she was facing away from me. I slapped a hand over her mouth before her incoherent stream of babble turned into another ear-shattering scream. Part of me really regretted that things had gone this way… I didn’t want to hurt anyone. But a larger part of me felt vindicated. My erection was raging, and in spite of the sickening feeling in the pit of my stomach at what I’d just done, I found myself grinding it against her tight little ass as I stared over her shoulder at Helen. She hadn’t moved from that spot, and was simply watching with an expressionless gaze.

“Here’s what’s going to happen. You’re going to meet me at Solomon’s Palace tonight. You’ll dress up and meet me downstairs in the lobby at 8pm tonight. We’re going to talk about your future at this company in front of an entire restaurant of people so you’ll be less likely to explode. If you aren’t there at 8 pm. I’ll press charges. If you show up at 8:01 pm, I’ll press charges. If you aren’t freshly showered and looking your goddamn best, I’ll press charges. If you aren’t a perfect lady in every way throughout dinner, I’ll press charges. Is that clear?”

I watched Helen as I listed out my demands. Her face was void of expression, but I could tell that she wasn’t entirely disgusted by what she was seeing. Her chest rose and fell rapidly with shallow breaths. She had her bottom lip caught between her teeth, and I noticed she was working her legs back and forth, subtly rubbing her thighs together. The signs were hard to detect, but there were enough of them to work out that she was incredibly turned on. Helen had a sadistic streak to her.

A few moments passed with the only sound being the heavy breathing from Bobbi’s flaring nostrils. She wasn’t struggling against my grip, but every muscle in her body felt tense, like steel cable. Helen and I simply waited. Finally, Bobbi gave her head a little jerk of affirmation.

I waited for another beat and then slowly lowered my hand from her face, ready to clap it over her mouth at the first sign of another scream. I wanted to kiss the side of her face and whisper something like ‘good girl’ in her ear, but I felt that I’d been antagonistic enough toward her for one afternoon. Also, it felt a little too arch.

I just let her go and walked around the desk to my seat. I opened one of the drawers and was fortunate enough to find a notepad with some bulleted notes on it. I pulled it out and started writing nonsense across it, trying to make her feel like an afterthought.

“That’s it. You can go back to work again,” I said without looking up at her. I continued to write, starting to make an actual list of things I needed to do while maintaining an awkward silence. After nearly a minute, I heard footsteps, a door opening, and then more footsteps retreating down a hall. I looked up just in time to see one of the bodyguards reaching for the door and shutting it again. As soon as I heard the latch click, I breathed a sigh of relief. Helen walked over to the door, locked it, and leaned against it and watched me. I watched her back.

“What do you intend on doing with her,” Helen finally said. Her well-manicured fingernails lightly ran up the door’s wood grain as she stared at me like a lioness eyeing her next meal.

I shook my head, “I don’t fucking know. I was riffing.”

Silence reigned again. I stared down at the notebook while feeling her eyes on me. My dick physically hurt, but I was so confused by what I’d done with Bobbi. The crazy thing was I wanted to do so much more…

“Marcus,” I looked up to see her slipping around the desk toward me. Helen pushed my chair away from the desk just enough to straddle my lap so she could face me. She draped her arms over my shoulders, slid her fingers across the back of my head, and gently pulled me toward her. I closed my eyes as my face drew closer to her bosom and audibly sighed when I felt her soft lips press against my forehead. Then she cupped my chin in one hand and lifted it up so our lips could brush each other’s.

“What would you like to do with her?” She whispered after the kiss ended half a minute later.

What the fuck? How had she known?

She began raining soft, lingering kisses starting on my chin, down my jawline, and up toward my ear.

“I…”

I felt her fingernails rake gently through my hair, “It’s okay baby. You can tell me anything.” I felt the tip of her tongue run along my ear before she pressed her lips to it with a warm, moist kiss. “Client/lawyer privilege,” she breathed in my ear. Fuck… my dick felt like it was going to explode.

“I want… I want to fuck her,” I said, barely able to concentrate as she proceeded to tease me with her lips on my neck.

“I’ve known her for almost a year, and every moment with her has been hell.” I shuddered as I felt her fingers continue to run through my hair. I felt her press her crotch forward, her pelvis rubbing against the throbbing tent in my pants. “You saw her,” I growled. “She’s gorgeous. She has no business being that beautiful and being so evil. I fucking hate her.” I was growing more comfortable expressing myself with every passing moment. “I want to bend her over the desk, spank her ass raw, and ram my dick in her. I don’t care what she thinks. I don’t care what she wants.” She whimpered in my ear. The pressure from her crotch increased. “I want to hate-fuck her. I want to own her.”

She pulled away from me at that, her hands lightly cupping my face as she nodded, looking at me with a strange mixture of motherly affection and unbridled lust. “You do baby. You own all of her debt. I’m already working on that. You have all the evidence against her. If that nasty little cunt wants to stay out of prison, she has to do exactly what you want. You already own her.” She leaned forward and pressed her lips firmly against mine. Her tongue slipped into my mouth to meet mine where they dueled as she picked up the pace of her grinding against my crotch. I could feel the furnace between her legs bathing the rod of steel in my pants in her heat. I could hear her whimper into my kiss. I pulled away.

“You’re not jealous?”

A smile I couldn’t quite place played across her lips, “No baby.” She started kissing down my neck, working the buttons free on my shirt to carry those kisses further down my chest. “It fucking turns me on,” she breathed between kisses. “I want to be there to see it happen. I want to see you break the bitch. I want to see you wipe the hate off her face as you make her cum. Will you let me be there, Macus? Will you let me hold your cock while you work it in her tight little ass? Will you let me bury her face in my pussy while you fuck her? Can we use her together?”

I wasn’t sure if she was being sincere, or if she was just pushing my buttons, and I didn’t really care at the moment. By this point, I was completely out of control. We were both frantically working the buckle free on my belt, trying to get my dick out of my pants as quickly as possible. I felt the sensation of cool air hitting my groin before feeling her warm fingers enclose my shaft. She kissed me again as she navigated the head of my dick between the lips of her pussy. Heat radiated from her dripping cunt as she lined me up with her opening. Part of my brain wondered if she’d removed her panties at some point, or if she’d actually put any on under her skirt at all. Our tongues dueled as she dropped her weight on me, burying my cock fully inside her in one single motion.

My hands worked under her blouse, feeling the cool skin of her back. I pulled up at the hem of her shirt and we broke the kiss just long enough to completely remove it from her and discard it on the floor. She hungrily attacked my mouth again with her own, her fingernails dragging across my scalp as she worked her hips back and forth. I could feel the head of my dick penetrate deep inside her with every thrust of her hips as she tried to take as much of me inside her as possible. Her moans gave off whimpers of desperation, and I suspected she didn’t have long before she reached critical mass.

As if reading my mind, I felt her legs tense. She grasped my face with both hands and her eyes were wide open as she sucked on my tongue. She began to shudder in my arms and let out a a series of squeals that I swallowed as she came.

Releasing my tongue from between her lips, she pressed her forehead to mine, “Marcus, that was one of the best experiences of my life.”

I could feel her breath in my face… I could smell it along with her arousal. I admired her porcelain skin, beautiful lips, bra-clad chest, but her intense blue eyes kept capturing my attention. To think… a few moments ago, I’d been willing to give it all up for Natalie. I might have given up the look in this woman’s eyes. The feeling of her fingers running through my hair. That wet furnace my dick was currently enshrouded in.

And all those things to come she’d promised.

In my mind, I saw Helen on her knees next to Bobbie, her hand holding a fistful of that spoiled bitch’s hair as she forced her to take more of my cock. I imagined her suffocating Bobbie with her own pussy while I fucked that tight little ass. My mind briefly touched on an image of Helen and Natalie in a much more pleasant threesome, my imagination showing me an image of the two of them sharing a heated kiss. I quashed it. There was no guarantee that Natalie would be into that sort of thing, and besides… if I was to have anything with Natalie, I wanted her all to myself before even considering anything else.

I tightened my grasp on the blonde woman in my arms and hauled the both of us into a standing position. Helen wrapped her legs around my waist and her arms around my neck as I adjusted my grasp so that my hands were placed on her well-toned ass. Her brief look of surprise melted into one of pure animal lust.

“I want it all, Helen.” I growled before kissing her with enough force to bruise her lips. I began bouncing her on my dick, using my hold on her ass in conjunction with hip thrusts to fuck her savagely as we clung to each other for dear life.

I broke my kiss with her and looked directly into her eyes, “I want you.”

“You have me, baby,” she breathed.

“I want Bobbi. I want to use her.”

She pulled herself into me even tighter, lips next to my ear as she growled a single syllable, “Yes…”

“I want us to use her.”

“Oh god… yes.”

“I want others.”

“Yes baby.”

I was so close to cumming inside my beautiful angel. The thought of owning Helen, putting a collar around Bobbi’s neck… my imagination went wild with flashes of other women I knew or had simply seen in passing. In my mind, they were all piled in a bed, enthusiastically fucking me, being used, or sharing me with others, and the fact that Helen actually wanted to be an active participant in my corruption… it was all driving me insane.

“I’ll find them for you,” she whispered in my ear. “I’ll find them, baby. Whatever you want. Just cum in me. I need it.”

Helen sealed her promise with a heated kiss as I erupted deep in her.

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