Page 4 of Ravage (Dark Desires #1)

ONE DOWN, THREE MORE TO GO

IMOGEN

"All set for Friday evening?" Sebastian asks as he walks into the office on Monday evening.

Because of the nature of the business, we keep odd hours. Sometimes I start as early as five a.m., while other days, like today, I start in the afternoon.

Sebastian, as the owner, comes and goes as he pleases.

"Yes. All guests are confirmed, and the drivers have been arranged. And all staff have asked to be included."

The club nights are optional for staff to attend, but when they choose to, they are paid well for it.

They choose who they spend time with, though, same as always.

Sebastian doesn't push clients on anyone.

If there's a client who makes any of the sex workers uncomfortable, they simply aren't allowed to return.

"Excellent. Has Connell confirmed that Mr Collins will be attending?"

I look up, scanning his face. "I just said all the guests are confirmed, didn't I?"

He smirks. "In a bit of a mood, are we, Immy?"

I bristle, arching an eyebrow. He knows I hate being called that.

"Just not sure why you're asking me something I literally just told you."

He leans against his desk, crossing his arms as he runs his eyes over me. "It's been a few days, hasn't it?"

I grimace, glancing back at my computer. "Five."

He walks around to stand behind me, placing his hands on my shoulders and kneading my tense muscles. "I'm sorry I've been so caught up."

I lean back into his touch. "It's fine. You've had a lot going on."

"Yes. Making sure John's secret was protected was indeed exhausting.

But I'm here now." He slides one hand down, slipping below the low neckline of my dress, before cupping my breast and squeezing.

I sigh, closing my eyes while he runs his finger over my nipple.

He brings his lips to my ear. "Would you like me to make it feel better, Miss Delphine? "

He has me well trained to associate that name with sex, and a shiver of anticipation runs through me. Sebastian is a dominant partner, and part of our arrangement is that, regardless of who initiates our sessions, he is in charge.

It had taken some time for me to fully submit, my base instincts driving me to control my own pleasure, but I soon learned that he had the ability to make my body sing in ways I could never imagine.

"Yes, please, sir."

He continues playing with my breast, slow and deliberate. As much as I want him to move faster, if I show signs of impatience, he will take even longer.

"I see you went with one of your easy access outfits today? Were you hoping we'd play together?" He slides the front zip of my top down slowly, exposing my red lace bra beneath it.

"Maybe?" I purr .

He reaches inside my bra and pinches my nipples. "You know, all you have to do is ask."

"I know. But I like it when you come to me, too."

"I know you do. Tell me... If I was to slide my finger inside that delicious cunt right now, would I find you dripping for me already?"

I close my eyes, surrendering entirely to his touch. "Yes, sir. I've been wet for days."

He clicks his tongue. "That must have been torture for you. I'm sure Annika would have been happy to step in if I was unavailable."

My lips curl upwards. "Who's saying she didn't?"

He chuckles, his tone wicked. "I'm sure she was more than happy to help in your hour of need. Tell me what she did."

My abdominal muscles clench as his hand slides slowly down my skin. "She..." I struggle to focus.

"She what, Miss Delphine?" His hand pauses above the waistband of my skirt.

"She lifted my skirt, sir. And bent me over my desk."

He spins my chair around so that I'm facing him, dropping to his knees. "This skirt?" His hands slide up my inner thighs as he holds my gaze.

"Yes, sir."

"And what did she do once she bent you over your desk?" His hands move painstakingly slow.

"She fucked me with her tongue," I rasp out, willing him to move quicker to reach where I'm aching.

"I'll bet she did. And did you return the favour, Miss Delphine?" One inch further.

"Yes, sir. I let her sit on my face until she screamed her release."

His fingers finally reach their destination, and a smirk appears. "And how long ago was this?"

I grin. "About twenty minutes ago. "

"That explains the lack of underwear, you dirty girl." He flips the skirt up to reveal my bare pussy and chuckles. "And you're already aching for more? Annika must be losing her touch." He brushes his finger lightly over my clit, and I whimper.

"No, sir. I just really, really needed a release."

"I know you did, pet. Five days is a long time for you."

I have a ridiculously high libido, and it's not uncommon for me to need sex at least once a day. Five days was torture, and he's more than aware of it.

"I'm sorry I wasn't here. But I promise to make it up to you. Shall we aim for four orgasms today? Seeing as you've had such a long wait?"

He applies more pressure to my clit, and a tiny moan escapes my lips as my head falls backwards.

"Thank you, sir."

"Don't thank me yet, Miss Delphine. I haven't earned that thanks... But I plan to." With those words, he yanks me forward so that my arse is on the edge of the chair, lifting both my thighs over his shoulders and swipes his tongue through my wet opening.

I gasp, gripping the arms of my chair as he fucks me with his tongue, alternating between licking up and down, and sucking on my clit, driving me wild like only he can.

He knows my body so well that it may as well have 'property of Sebastian DeLuca' stamped on my arse, and he has me screaming within sixty seconds, my thighs clamping around his head as I come.

"Excellent. One down, three more to go," he murmurs against my skin, before continuing to eat me out.

Another orgasm races on to the scene, and I slump back in my chair, moaning, as he gets to his feet again. He undoes his fly, pulling his erection out, and I drop to my knees in front of him, ready to take him in my mouth.

"Not today, Miss Delphine. This is all about your pleasure today.

And I'd rather come in your cunt than in your mouth.

" He pulls me back up and bends me over my desk the same way Annika had earlier, flipping my skirt up to expose my arse.

Reaching into my top desk drawer, he pulls out one of the butt plugs I keep stashed in there, along with my vibrators.

He runs it through my pussy, using my release as a natural lubricant, before sliding the small plug into place, and I sigh at the first little pulses when he turns it on.

He lets me enjoy the sensation for a little while, slapping my arse cheeks intermittently before stroking them gently, and gradually increasing the vibrations. I close my eyes, letting the sensations wash over me.

Once I'm panting again, he pulls a condom out of the drawer and rolls it on before circling my entrance with the head of his large, thick cock.

"I'm going to fuck you nice and slow, Miss Delphine. Would you like that? Is that sufficient reward for waiting so long?"

I moan as he turns the butt plug up higher. "Yes, sir."

He pushes inside me so slowly that I feel every ridge of his cock, and another moan pulls from my lips.

There's a knock at the door, and he pushes himself all the way inside me as he calls out, "Enter."

This isn't the first time someone has walked in on him fucking me like this.

I worked out pretty quickly after I started working here, that I actually enjoy being watched while I'm being fucked, and it never bothers me who might see it.

Connell has learned to call ahead before he enters now, but he's pretty much the only staff member who avoids the potential show they might witness.

"Oh excellent," Dante says, his eyes lighting up when he sees what he's walked in on.

"I take it you need relief also, Dante?"

The beautiful blond man nods, his gaze locked on where Sebastian is thrusting slowly in and out of me. "Yes, boss. "

"I owe Miss Delphine two more orgasms first. Come over here and work her clit for me."

Dante does as he's told, rounding the desk and dropping to his knees, pressing a kiss to my hip as he finds my clit and starts to rub it, gradually applying more pressure as the pace of Sebastian's thrusts increases.

I can feel the third orgasm building at the base of my spine, and my cries grow louder as both men work towards bringing me over the edge.

It crashes down around me, and I see stars while Sebastian continues to fuck me through it.

"Beautifully done, Miss Delphine." He turns the butt plug up as high as it goes, and the fourth orgasm bears down on me in an instant.

"Fuck!" I scream, clawing at the desk as pleasure erupts through every nerve of my body to an almost painful degree.

He continues to fuck me hard as he turns the butt plug off. I feel him grow even harder and a moment later, he silently shudders as his own release courses through him.

Even when he comes, he still maintains the perfect image of control.

"Thank you, sir," I whimper a moment later when he slides the plug from me, dropping it in the container where we keep the toys to be sanitised before disposing of the condom.

"You're very welcome, Miss Delphine." I straighten up, watching with amusement as Sebastian waves Dante towards his desk. "You're going to have to get me hard again, Dante, then I'll help you, too."

"Yes, boss."

Sebastian takes a seat in his desk chair, and Dante drops enthusiastically to the floor in front of him, stroking his semi hard cock in earnest, before lowering his mouth down.

Both men are omnisexual and fuck pretty much any consenting adult who asks, but Dante loves Sebastian's cock as much as I do, and this is a regular occurrence in our office.

"I'll leave you both to it," I say, straightening my clothes.

Dante pops off Sebastian's cock and turns to look at me. "You're not staying?"

I smile, shaking my head. "Not tonight. I had his undivided attention. Now it's your turn."

Dante shrugs, turning back to Sebastian and gets back to work.

"Good night, Imogen," Sebastian says, barely even reacting to what Dante is doing to him.

But as I grab my handbag and move towards the door, he grips the back of Dante's head and rams himself down the other man's throat.

Grinning, I wave and pull the door closed behind me, shaking my head. Dante is like a puppy half the time, so eager to please and get rewarded for it.

I think of all the sex workers at Dark Desires, he is the one who comes to Sebastian the most frequently. Not that I can blame him. Our enigmatic boss is an expert on human pleasure and is generous in how he takes care of us all.

Most of the staff here live in the employee suites on the third floor, so their commute is a breeze. I've opted to keep my own apartment, though, so I make my way to my car, slide behind the wheel of my Mercedes convertible, and drive down the driveway, feeling more relaxed than I have in days.

There's no way I could give this up. I'm perfectly content with the life I've fallen into, and can't imagine any reason why I'd want to change it.

But a niggling voice in the back of my mind has been growing louder over the last twelve months, wondering if I'm missing out on other life experiences.

I've let myself grow comfortable in my unconventional bubble, and almost all the people I socialise with are colleagues now, save for my sister and an old university friend.

The same friend who introduced me to this place.

Sighing, I turn the sound up on the car's stereo and let the soft rock song playing drown out the voice, refusing to let it get to me.