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Chapter 4 - Chapter 3

I did as I was told rubbing my clit slowly.

"Don't play games, I want you to rub that fucking cunt like you haven't had an orgasm in ages like your little clit throbbed for attention and you've been waiting to get alone all day just so you can cum all over your fucking fingers. I know you've had times like that Natalia, everyone has." He stepped forward.

"I-" He grabbed my throat and kissed me. 

He dominated me and I let him. I didn't have a choice, I was in his territory under his control but it's not like I had a problem with it. I wanted to be controlled, to yearn for a touch, and touch. 

"Maybe I have to make you hornier." He stood back up. 

"Ryder wait, we aren't even-"

"We'll talk about that later love. I know you have a lot on your mind about what you've seen and I will answer them eventually. Until then, I want to hear you moan some more." He unbuckled his pants and reached his hand inside pulling out the exact thing that used to have me in tears last night. His long throbbing length was drenched with pre-cum as my mouth watered. He groaned as he wrapped his hand around it not breaking eye contact with me.

He hadn't spared a single word as he stroked his dick trying his hardest not to show that he was enjoying himself. 

Hell, the sight of him satisfying himself, stroking his cock to his liking groaning lowly was enough to get me worked up. 

This motherfucker is on the news he's well known so why was he taking a liking in me? What was so interesting about me?

I watched as he increased his speed and his groans only got louder. 

God, I wanted him deep inside of me. 

It looked so sensitive, so suckable. I bit my lip just thinking about it. 

Did I come? 

My body trembled as my eyes looked into his own. 

His office phone rang so he answered it and pressed the speaker button.

"Yes." He rubbed his temples as he walked toward me. 

"You are needed at work." I woman said. 

"When?" He asked, she sighed.

"You always ask yet you're always late." 

"You always give your opinion yet I never ask." 

"I'm your assistant dimwit, it's my fucking job to give my opinion Ryder." Ryder rolled his eyes and aligned himself with my entrance forcing his digit inside of me. I covered my mouth but a moan still slipped through.

"That's Mr. Byson to you." 

"Oh fuck you, and are you seriously having sex right now?" She asked as he gave me long hard strokes. 

"Yup and go to hell Mila." He fucked me harder. 

"Suck my dick." She said in the most polite and elegant voice. " And is she the girl from CNN?"  Ryder had gotten so caught up in his strokes and how good it felt even to him he hadn't even answered her question. 

"Boss!" The lady yelled. Boss?

"WHAT?!" He yelled pulling out of me. 

"Why does it mattteeerrrr?" He groaned.

"I'm your sister."

"Step-sister." He corrected. 

"Half-sister." She'd corrected him.

"Fuck off."

"And you don't give Michael the same treatment bitch." She scowled.

"Michael doesn't call me a bitch and insists on staying on the phone when he finds out I'm having sex."

"And if you must know yes, she is the woman from CNN." He picked me up and shoved his papers out of the way.

"Make the company proud this time. That other bitch ticked everyone off. Anyways my wife needs me." 

"NO FUCKING DURING WORK HOURS!" Ryder yelled.

"YOU'RE FUCKING DURING WORK HOURS!"She argued. 

"Touche." He laughed. 

"Bye now." She hung up the phone.

"Company? Boss? What fu-" He pushed his length back inside of me and shook his head.

"Moan now, ask questions later." He groaned through my moans. He reached down and rubbed my clit impatiently as I struggle to hold in my 3rd orgasm. He only went faster throwing his head back in delight. He grabbed my waist stroking me faster. I wanted him deeper, harder, faster, sloppier. I pushed hard on his chest causing him to halt. 

"What is it?" 

I was gonna cum... it's not like I didn't want to... more like I didn't want him to know that, this total stranger, I couldn't stand just a day ago, was gonna make me cum.

He slammed my back on the desk gripping my throat harshly. 

"If you don't tell me what's wrong I'm going to assume it's nothing and keep going."

"I-" I began but couldn't find the words I was looking for, maybe because I didn't know the words I was looking for.

"What?" He leaned down and kissed my neck thrusting slowly. I didn't want to say it, to say how good he was making me feel even though my moans were enough proof.