My skin prickled with awareness as Kingston moved to stand behind me, his breath hot on my neck as he put his lips next to my ear. "Here I was, getting some things taken care of so I can be away for a few weeks, and I spy this on my cameras."
His hand splayed across my stomach, and he pulled me back against him, his erection pressingagainst my ass. I sucked in a breath; my eyes glued to the screen as Sullivan's hand disappeared under the table.
"Now, I can't exactly see what he was doing..." Kingston's hand moved down and grabbed the hem of my skirt and pulled it up to expose me. "But I can guess by the way you clung to his arm that he was doing this."
I gasped as his fingers went straight for my clit, already slick from earlier. "Kingston... oh my... fuck."
My body sagged back against him as he rubbed my clit and his lips brushed across the shell of my ear. "Is this what he did? Hm?"
"No." My toes curled, and I clung to his arm as his fingers moved down to my entrance. "Yes!" He thrust a finger in, taking my earlobe in his teeth. "More!"
He added a second, his arm flexing with each pump of his fingers. "But then he stopped..." As soon as it had started, he was already removing his fingers, just as Sullivan had. "Do you have any clue how hard it made me to watch all of this unfold right before my eyes?"
"Please, don't stop. I-"
He silenced me by bringing his wet fingers to my mouth, sliding them inside. "Suck them."
My lips wrapped around his fingers, my tastefilling my mouth and making me even wetter. Zayn was doing the same thing to Sullivan's fingers on the video footage and something about watching everything unfold and repeating it with Kingston made every nerve ending in my body light with pleasure.
Spinning me around, his fingers left my mouth and were replaced by his tongue as he kissed me hard. I clung to the lapels of his suit jacket and pulled him closer. But then he was pulling away and walking back to his desk.
I was frozen in place as he clicked his mouse a few times, pushed it out of the way, and then shoved the papers on his desk off and onto the floor. "Bend over it."
My pussy clenched, and I damn near floated toward him as he kicked his rolling chair to the side and took off his jacket. There was something about his whole demeanor that made me even more ready for whatever was about to transpire.
"Do you want me naked?"
"I want you to bend over the desk," he growled, his eyes dark as he looked down to where my skirt was still up around my waist. "Leave your skirt like that."
I walked to him, trailing my hand across his chestbefore turning and laying my torso across the desk. "I feel like the naughty secretary in a porno."
His hand smoothed over the swell of my ass cheek. "You're definitely naughty."
My breath hitched as his hand moved between my legs and picked up where he left off. My fingers wrapped around the front edge of the desk.
"Fuck, Wren." His other hand opened one of his desk drawers, and I turned my head to watch him pull out a small bottle of lube.
"You keep lube in your drawer?" Jealousy welled up inside me and I fought off a growl. "I'm not the first one to bend over this desk, am I?"
"I haven't had sex in my office." He squirted a liberal amount in his hand. "But I've had a few encounters with my hand."
A giggle broke free, and he fought a smile before he quickly covered his expression. Right. He was playing the gruff and upset boss. "I'm ready for my punishment now, sir."
"Spread your cheeks." His eyes were locked on my ass as I did as he asked. "How many have fucked you here?"
The coolness of the lube made me shiver as he slowly pressed a finger in. "None... I um... do it to myself."
"Fuck." His finger began pumping me, slowly stretching me. "You're going to let me watch that sometime."
"Yes." I hissed as he slid two fingers in. I turned my head, so my cheek was resting on the cool surface of the desk and my eyes caught on the screen, which had a VIP room pulled up. "Oh my God."
Sullivan and Zayn were on the couch, and it was very evident what they were doing. I moaned as Kingston quickly worked up to three fingers, my desire heightened from seeing what was happening on the screen.
With his fingers still inside me, Kingston pulled out his phone and brought it to his ear. "Get me Zayn and Sullivan from VIP room one. Make sure to knock and wait for them to open. And don't let anyone come down the hall to my office."
I trembled as his fingers left me and his zipper being lowered was the only sound besides the dull thump of music from the club. I let go of my ass cheeks and grabbed onto the desk again, knowing I needed to brace myself for the pounding I was about to get.
"Are you ready?" He squirted more lube onto his dick and pressed the tip against my hole.
