All Chapters of Addicted to the CEO: Chapter 81 - Chapter 90

“There’s nothing addictive about this,” he said matter-of-factly. “You may call it the weed of lubes: you like how it feels and grow used to it, but that’s it.” He scoffed again. “You ain’t getting withdrawal syndrome or anything if you stop using it.”“Then why can’t I enjoy sex with my girl as I used to unless I use it? It was the best we had, until you and your fucking oil came between us!”He stepped closer, flashing one of his smug smirks, his dark eyes looking straight into mine. I fought back my instinct of backing away to preserve my personal space and he came to stand only inches away from me.“Really?” His eyes moved over my face to land on my lips. “I like that.”I set my jaw when his hand closed on my crotch, where my cock needed about a heartbeat to nod hi. His smirk widened while his thumb brushed my groin.“But that’s not on the oil,” he whispered, meeting my eyes again. “Can’t you see what it is I’m giving you that you can’t find with that chick of yours?”“You ain’t g

I could only do what I always did whenever he summoned me to room twelve. What I’d longed for while he was away: I gave in completely, oblivious to everything but his kinky mouth, shivering and moaning and gasping.“I’m gonna come!” I groaned, unable to keep my hips from humping into his mouth.To my utter surprise, he didn’t stop. He kept sucking and licking, stroking and rubbing.“Please!”The way he glanced up at me, with half my cock in his mouth, made my legs shake from knees up as my whole groin caught fire. There was nothing I could do to stop the gush of burning relief that gurgled up my cock. He didn’t back away. He took it all, jerking my shaft as to squeeze it dry.“Oh, shit,” I mumbled, feeling like a battered punching ball hanging from the coat rack.Big Ellie put my cock back into my trunks, still pounding and resisting to die down, and stood up.“See?” he said in my ear, mockingly. “It’s not the oil.”I kept my eyes closed, fighting to catch my breath, and ignored his i

I couldn’t tell why I stood up even if my life depended on it. Maybe out of habit of doing anything he told me to.“You didn’t feel like going back home yet?” he asked as we headed back to the Square together.I shook my head, wondering why I was so incapable of saying no to him.“And you don’t have anywhere else to go.”I shook my head again. No matter how pathetic it sounded, there was no point in lying after he’d found me like that.When we reached the parking lot, he took me around the Square to a door on the west side. He pressed his thumb on a touchscreen on the frame and waited. It took a moment to slide open, revealing a glass elevator that ran on the outer side of the building. I’d never been on that side of the lot, basically because I had nothing to do there, so I’d never seen the elevator before. We got in and the booth started up the glass well, letting the city skyline show up past the trees that surrounded the lot fence. The booth had no buttons: it had only one destina

I looked away with a heartfelt sigh. He gave me a moment to reply, but I didn’t. He’d already said it all.“That’s why she resents your coming home late, and that you’d rather jerk off with a little oil than fuck her.”“Why d’you always have to be such a blunt son of a bitch?”“Me?” He chuckled, refilling our glasses with some five-figure Californian white wine. “For giving voice to what you already know? Or for giving you a taste of all you don’t find with her?”I met his eyes with a thoughtful frown. “Why d’you do it?” I blurted out. “I know I’ve already asked you this, but you never give me a real answer. I mean, what’s in there for you right now? What d’you actually get from edging me into your horny pet? Not like you even get hard over it.”The bastard spun on his seat to keep from spraying my face with half-chewed food while he laughed out loud. He took a minute to calm down, wash the basin and come back to his seat, still giggling.“Jesus, boy! How can you be so fucking blind?”

“Let’s do something,” he said. “You finish the seminar and push your project as far as you can. It’s a good one, and I already have a couple of ideas to use it, but first I gotta see what you guys actually make of it. In the meantime, I’m gonna try to get some of my wife’s prototypes to get the coding started. And once you’re done with your project, you can hop in to join mine.”“Sounds good,” I said. And it was true, it did.“Great. By the way, I’m gonna need a test subject.”The way he smirked made me frown. “Forget it.”He raised his eyebrows. “These things need lube.”“Oh, you son of a thousand bitches.”“Great. I knew I could count on you.”I snorted, about to grumble some more, but my eyes fell on the wall clock. Almost nine! I’d be lucky if I didn’t find my few belongings packed outside my apartment’s door.“Shit!” I grunted, standing up. “Sorry, but I really gotta go.”He stopped me with a smile when I grabbed my phone to call an Uber and took his to make the call. Weird. It w