“I'm going to come!” I mustered. “Don't come till I tell you to,” he breathed out his order. I strained to hold the feeling, but he slammed into me two more times and I felt my core tighten, my balls shrunk and a sensation scurried along the tip of my cock, the thick ropes spewing. "What did I say?" His voice was dangerously low, sending a chill down my spine. He pulled out abruptly, making me gasp at the sudden emptiness. My body trembled, every nerve frayed. He moved to the drawer, my chest rose and fell in ragged breaths as he pulled out a nipple clamp, a whip, and a thick dildo. I swallowed hard. A slow, wicked chuckle rumbled from his throat. “Oh, love,” he murmured, dragging the leather whip along my sensitive, overstimulated skin. "We’re just getting started.” Oliver’s life as a sex worker was about to come to an end, until he met the Billionaire with a kinky taste that changed his life. He soon discovers that the company he got accepted to as an intern is run by the same man, Benjamin and he is plunged into a secret office romance where he becomes Benjamin’s play thing. In this gripping tale of sex, desire and romance, haunting characters from Benjamin’s past reveal themselves and Oliver finds himself entwined in a world of deception, betrayal...and dangerous emotions that threatens his love for Benjamin.
View MoreOliver.“You’re late…again,” the clipped voice of the scowling woman greeted me. For obvious reasons, I preferred the older man when he was around because all he did was glare at me from the rim of his round glasses and shake his head with a disapproving sigh.I stumbled into the large office space, adjusting the strap that was digging into my shoulder, “I’m sor—”“Sorry, won't cut it this time,” she snapped causing me to halt by her desk just in front of the Benjamin's office. This was more serious than I had imagined. I pivoted in her direction, gliding along the waxed floor toward her.My body ached, assaulting me to go back to bed, the gentle throb in the back of my head pulsed steadily as a reminder that I didn't sleep well last night. I had tried to fall asleep after the client left but I was roughly shaken by someone else who said he had a client to service.As if that wasn't bad enough, I had to walk home when I realized there were no vehicles littering that part of town that
Oliver.My fingers trembled as I fingered the buttons of my shirt, forcing them into the tiny slits at the other end. It was a black see-through that left nothing to imagine: anyone who stared hard enough would see my defined muscles, rosebud of my nipples, the clefts of my abs and pecs, everything.Mark had gotten the shirt for me after I showed up to work in a button-up shirt that in his words reminded him of SpongeBob. He said I needed to look appealing and satisfy them before I even touched them so that it wouldn't last as long.I sighed and looked toward the door when I heard a scuffle, it was Ruby. Her arms were folded over her chest with bloodshot red eyes probably from how long she had been crying, puffy eyelids, and tear skid marks on her face.Her eyes slowly raked my entire frame, as if she was judging me. Ever since she had asked me that question and I failed to answer, I knew she had resolved in her mind that I was a sex worker.“I thought you had a job?” I could hear the
OliverI slammed my chest repeatedly, trying to kickstart my lungs to function properly. I felt his large hands caress my back and rub gentle circles along my spine. It felt…calming which was strange because I barely knew him.I heaved, letting air swish down my throat, quickly swatting my eyes in Benjamin’s direction. He seemed to be immersed in a conversation with one of the women. For some reason, it made my stomach churn with a feeling I couldn't adequately describe, leaving a sour taste in my mouth.“Does that line actually work for you?” I quipped.“You'll be the judge of that, is it working?” He replied softly. I snorted, rolling my eyes in annoyance. I didn't know why it annoyed me how Benjamin openly flirted with the woman when there was nothing between us. I had just slept with the man once! And I was feeling entitled.I scoffed, shaking my head in disappointment with myself, interacting with my customers outside work was a rule I had made. But this was inevitable.“No matt
Oliver“Kid?” I felt a gentle push on my shoulder and my eyes sprung apart, the sharp light refracting from the waxed floor hitting my eyes. I winced as I adjusted, careful not to wake Ruby who was sleeping on my lap.My eyes caught a white coat before they latched on to the doctor's face, “How is she?” My voice was a bit gruffy, even to me. My throat felt sore and rough like it had been sandpapered with grief and sorrow.“She is stable now, but we have to keep her overnight to ensure nothing happens again,” he looked more tired than I was and it made me wonder how many people who had been catered into this place with the same condition as my mom had made it out alive.I sniffled, wiping the grime off my face.“You need to go home and get some rest, you can come back tomorrow,” the doctor turned and left. I didn't want to leave but I had to go to work tomorrow…my eyes darted toward the large clock on the wall by the entrance/exit, it read 1:21 am…I had work today.“Shit,” I sighed an
Oliver“Fucking storm,” I wedged my shoulders against the door, turned the knob and lifted the door a bit off the ground to avoid the irritating squeaks from the rusted hinges. My toes felt clammy from the amount of water that had soaked into my socks.I was immediately hit with the biting cold in the room, my eyes snapping toward the wall where the broken heater was. My damp clothes clung to me like a second skin, the dampness making the cold even worse.My eyes caught the puddle of water near the worn-out couch where my mother was resting. I sighed, yanked the bag off my shoulders and flung it toward the rickety table before pulling the metal bucket from the cabinet and placing it directly under the trajectory of the leaking roof.My mom snored lightly, snuggling the tattered blankets with her weary fingers, I adjusted the hem and placed a gentle kiss on her neck so I wouldn't wake her before moving toward my bedroom.“Oli?” I heard her call me.“Yes, ma?” I stopped by the verge of
BENJAMIN'S POVThe garage doors slowly clasped into place behind me, stifling the heavy patters of rain on the asphalt, but I chose to remain in the car. My hands still gripped the wheel tightly, the leather crackling under my fingers. I was still plagued by the memories of what had happened today—the water pooling on the passenger's seat hadn't even dried yet.That particular night with Oliver had been one moment of loose thinking, a single "fuck it" decision that led me to saunter into that bar. Now, that very decision haunted me like a ghoul. I can't fully describe how I felt the exact moment I recognized the boy sitting across from me, but when I did, my heart sank to the base of my chest.I could have sworn Oliver was there to blackmail me for more money. If he was working in a place like that, then he definitely needed it.My throat dried instantly, and a flicker of recognition scurried past my eyes before I forced my mask into place, pretending I didn’t remember him. But I had
He gestured to the seat opposite his table without looking up.I saw him squint at something and when I got closer, I noticed that it was my resume he was scanning through. “Oliver Sallow,” his husky voice cascaded into my ears and my insides curled, “tell me about yourself.”I read his name on the golden plate. Benjamin Cheslyn.He looked up and our eyes jammed for a few uncomfortable seconds. He knew it was me! I could tell by the split second of hesitation in his eyes. I was strung for words and could only stare at his beautifully sculpted lips. “Go on, will you?”I blinked with embarrassment and cleared my throat. “I was uhm, a business student. I loved the idea of communication and, marketing just sort of fascinated me.” His beautiful cognac eyes were like a setting sun. Oh, how handsome this god of a man was!He sat back on his chair, his gaze more inquisitive now, “And what do you find so fascinating about it?” “The logic behind it, I guess,” I replied nervously, “m
I woke up the next morning and it felt like I was floating in the middle of an ocean.I tried to recall everything that had happened last night, but my memory was quite blurry. With a sigh, I heaved myself up to a sitting position and looked around the room. I squinted at a little note on the table and next to it, was a fat bundle of cash. I dragged myself to it and the more pain I felt, the more I remembered the crazy sex I had last night. I could barely believe my eyes. Ten thousand dollars in cash!But that wasn’t the most intriguing thing about this morning, it was rather the thoughts of the perfectly built man that had fucked me mercilessly. I could almost feel his touch on my body, the cuffs that had bound my wrists felt so real once more, even though I was a free man once again. I put on my clothes, shoved the cash into both of my pockets and headed downstairs. Mark was right there, waiting for me with a smirk on his annoying face. “I am not giving you shit.” I said to
“Fuck,” a soft moan slipped past my lips as I arched my back off the sturdy wall, pushing my hardening cock into his rough touches. He pressed his lips on mine, wrapping his arm around my back and pulling me toward him till there was no space between us.His cock twitched in his suit pants and from the way it curved around his left thigh, I prepared my mind to limp to work. He snaked my frame till he found my hands in his hair, grabbed them and slammed me against the wall, pinning my wrists to the wall.I groaned at the impact while he took the opening to shove his tongue into my mouth. His fat tongue assaulted my mouth, searching every crevice.My cock pulsed, I wanted to feel everything about him, I wanted to rip the zipper from his pants and let his thick cock smack my face before he assaulted my mouth.“Yes,” I groaned into the kiss when he ran his fingers along my bulge. He pressed my body flat against the wall and then pushed himself off me.“Strip.” He repeated, his deep voice
OLIVER’S POV “Ahh yes, yes baby! Just like that, fuck me just like that, baby,” she moaned loudly, her hands gripping the sink even tighter, “that’s the spot, fuck that pussy!”I grimaced as I watched the sweat run down her arched back. Why did she keep referring to me as ‘baby’? “Oh god, I’m gonna fucking cum…”About time. “Yes…baby, yes…y-yes…”I felt the way her whole body contracted and her moans became desperate, thin whimpers. Her hips jerked and I decided to fuck her harder and faster. Her voice grew raw, she had no idea what my name was, so in an awkward, broken voice, she yelled; “Oh bartender, fuck me harder!”A loud cry ripped out of her throat one final time before I felt the warm, messy gush spill all over my dick. I slowly pulled out of her, disgusted at the sight of the creamy liquid spurted on my cock and my hips. I backed away from her and cleaned myself with a tissue. She turned around and flashed a smile at me as I pulled up my trousers and buckled my belt....
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