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T he thought did occur to me that I was breaking some of my own put into place rules, but the truth was that I had been doing that since I had met Brynn. From getting with a known innocent in this sordid world, to everything else. I had never done these things with another, or even had the desire to. Somehow, she was under my skin, and it made mine crawl. This woman was going to be my downfall. I knew it, yet instead of pushing her away for good, I had a mouthful of ice, and her clit on my tongue.

I continued to freeze her clit before releasing the now frozen nub from my lips. Working my mouth lower, I used my tongue to push the first ice cube into her pussy. The others soon followed, and I finally pulled back.

Brynn was dripping in more ways than one, and I smirked at the dazed look on her face. I wanted to make her come, right here and right now. I brought two fingers between her slit, slowly dragging them from her clit to her ass, before thrusting them inside of her.

“Sir, I need to come,” she told me, and I continued to grin.

“I know what you need, Br... Karma,” I said, having to correct myself.

Even if I had lost most of what was in my head, I certainly didn’t need to lose the rest of my mind, too. This was simply sex between a submissive and her Dominant, and nothing more. Only, I knew everything about her was more. I had never revealed my true identity to any woman I’d fucked, but I had messed up and done it with her. But, I hadn’t messed up. This was no error or slip of the tongue. I had actually sought her out, then manipulated some of the circumstances. Even after doing all that, I knew I would need to fuck her in my office.

Today, I would. Adding a third finger, I watched as she lifted her lower body off of the chair. She was so fucking hot as she chased the orgasm I could give her or withhold at my very whim. Brynn was so damned beautiful when hovering on the edge. And that was a place I intended to keep her for a while longer. There were no more meetings for an hour, and I would use every minute of that time to drive her as fucking batshit crazy as she made me.

“You don’t have permission to come,” I warned her as she gripped the chair arm so tightly with her hands that her fingers were turning white.

“I need to,” she told me, the pain in her voice now evident.

I rose back to my feet, but added a fourth finger inside of her as I leaned in close to her ear. “I want you to ache for me, Karma. I don’t think you’re hurting enough.”

“B-but I am,” she tried to tell me, then dropped her head back as I reached the one spot guaranteed to push Brynn to her limit.

Only when she was in the same space as me would I give her the relief she desired so greatly. Teasing her though was an act of futility on my part because every pained reaction and tortured cry was only tormenting me, and possibly even more than her.

It had been several weeks since I had been inside of her, and since being with Brynn, I’d had eyes for no one else. I wanted her all for myself. I wanted to put her into a nice little box on my shelf to take down and play with when I wanted to, but only me. A sudden thought did cross my mind, but that would be crazy. I couldn’t very well keep her secluded, making sure my words and touch kept her wet and tight for me. If I could do that though, I might even find a way to protect her, although I knew the one she needed protection from the most was me.

I forced my mind to clear and returned my focus to her. I kissed along her ear causing her to whimper as I bit down on the lobe and gave it a sharp tug. The things I wanted to do this woman consumed me. Day and fucking night, yet when I had her in my grasp like now, I almost felt lost. I knew what I needed to do to make this good for the both of us, but my own selfish desires kept me torn on whether to follow through or abandon all reason completely.

Grabbing two more cubes from the glass, I brought them to her mouth. “Keep them there,” I instructed, before pulling my other hand away from her and quickly rising so I could unbutton and unzip my pants.

I took my wallet out, tossing it onto the desk, then lowered my pants enough to pull my cock out. I was so fucking hard, and she would only make me harder. Taking my shaft in my hand, I guided it to her lips, then cursed the moment she opened and closed her mouth around the tip.

“Fuck, Karma. Take me all the way to your throat.”

She still had partial cubes of ice in her mouth, and it only made my cock throb more. She did as I instructed, even using her hands to cup and pull on my balls as she did. I thrust into her, then groaned as her throat closed down around me.

“Suck me until I’m ready to come, Karma. If you don’t, you won’t be climaxing either.”

At that threat, she focused all of her energy on the blow job, and I relished the feel of her mouth on my flesh as she took me deep. Brynn had been around me enough to know what I liked, and how I liked it, and the weeks of abstinence between us did nothing to dim that knowledge.

I suppose it was the assumed reward of an orgasm because she didn’t even try to tease me. She continued to suck me until a fire built at the base of my spine. It wouldn’t be long before I came down her throat, but I didn’t want to come there. Continuing to let her suck me, I only pulled away when I had reached my point of no return.

The next few seconds happened in a blur, and I quickly had Brynn on her knees facing the back of the chair. She gripped the top of it, and I watched as her entire body trembled. Quickly sheathing my cock, I pushed her forward as far as she could go while slapping the side of her ass in command. The moment Brynn lifted it, I grabbed her hips and thrust into her tight pussy.

Despite the amount of time she took to nearly get me off, her pussy was still a bit chilled in certain areas. It was like fire and ice all at once, and I wanted to be both frozen and burned by her. I slammed into her, over and over as I drove us both back to the same edge.

“I’ve needed to be balls deep inside of you for weeks now, Karma. Every fucking day, I see you flaunt around me and it takes all the restraint I have not to bend you over like you are now, and fuck your pussy until you scream. I imagine the sounds of me drawing multiple orgasms out of you, and the entire building hearing you.”

It was something I had thought about, but I knew why I couldn’t do that. As if she thought maybe I was suggesting that she actually do that, Brynn stopped stifling her cries. Immediately, I reached for the only thing I could grab which were her panties, and I stuffed them into her mouth. Keeping it covered with my large palm, I started to drive into her harder and faster than even before.

Her pussy was clamping down around my cock as if it were a vise which proved to be my undoing. “Come for me, Karma,” I told her moments before my own orgasm pulled me under. It was as if I were drowning, but I didn’t want or need a life ring.

I kept driving into her even as my seed filled the condom. Brynn was shaking, and I swore I could hear the rapid beating of her heart, or maybe it was mine just matching her rhythm. Whatever it was, I stayed inside of her until she had wrung every drop from me, and even a few seconds longer. Once I pulled out, I looked at her in front of me, and reality came crashing back.

I had just crossed a line I had prepared to cross, but at the same time, hoping not to. “Stay right there.”

I had an en-suite bathroom in my office so I went inside and grabbed a towel and washcloth. Part of being a Dominant was providing aftercare, even though I usually wanted to flee right after. I always ignored my own needs and nothing would change now that I was out of my room at Lotus. I didn’t invite women to my house, nor go to theirs. I also certainly didn’t fuck them in my office where anyone at Benedict Technologies could talk.

Once rumors started, they were hard to shut down. I had learned that firsthand back in Greece. No matter what the investigation proved, I still heard the whispers around me, and I had seen their suspicious eyes on me. They saw the truth I was so desperate to hide.

“He was found with her blood on his hands.”

“His very own twin.”

“The murder was brutal. I always knew he had it in him.”

That was something I wished someone would’ve shared with me before that. Aria was dead, and like the townsfolk had said, her blood was on my hands. On my clothing. In my hair. Splattered across me.

The towel slipped from my hand but I managed to catch it before it fell. Erasing those voices from my head. I went out and cleaned her up before getting rid of the now melted ice. When I had managed to get myself composed, I cleared my voice.

“I would like for you to send me the presentation for Singapore so I can review, then you can find the others and work on your Halloween party. I don’t wish to be disturbed the rest of the day.”

She looked at me as if she wanted to say something but thought better of it. She simply nodded, then walked to my door. After she opened it, she turned and simply said, “Yes, Sir,” before exiting my office and returning to her desk. I walked over to the door, then closed it with a resounding thud before moving back to my own desk to work.