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A Midnight Slave Ch 02

A Midnight Slave Ch 02

by wynixqueen
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I'm so sorry it took this long to post the next chapter. Had a lot going on in my life that created a writer's block. I'm back with more chapters!

Chapter 2

"All mine...All mine..."

Annie shivered again and wrapped her scarf around her neck an extra turn. What if her hickey, pinches and faint bruises were showing off? She cleared her throat and fumbled awkwardly with her button up shirt. She looked like a nun covered from head to toe.

Uneasy, she closed her eyes, but wished she hadn't. His warm breath spread across her skin like a warm blanket.

His hands possessing every inch of her body, his soft kisses trailing over her belly, gently licking his tongue in the little dips by her thighs and teasing her with his thumb in smooth, continuous motions barely touching her inner lips...

Snap out of it, Annie! Ignoring all the signs of what he had touched, kissed and claimed she shifted in her seat, deliciously aware of her sore sex.

Annie bit her lip. The urge to scream out loud was almost overpowering. She struggled hard with keeping a straight face. Whoever he was, he had not only possessed her body, but now also her thoughts and mind.

"All mine...All mine..." Annie let out a sigh and shivered again.

The remaining of the day she was barely been able to concentrate at her job and the entire weekend had become a CSI-like episode trying to solve the mystery of the identify of her erotic master.

During her investigation she had made a list of every man she had ever known since uni who would know her well enough to become a suspect. The list wasn't really that long, but long enough to leave her frustrated and clueless.

Whoever this man was, he knew intimate details about her such as her sexual urges and even her most secret erotic fantasies. Somehow, it turned the small flame to a blazing fire inside her.

He didn't frighten her at all. His soothing touch and body language told her that he wanted pleasure and to satiate her and nothing more. She believed it.

Even his arrogant assumption that she had waited just for him wasn't a lie. Truth be told, she had willingly been ravished by a stranger and now undeniably craving more.

Her biggest fear was that submitting to him was a one night stand and she would return to be what she was before, frigid and starved, denying herself the pleasure she so desperately wanted.

Annie peaked up from her cubicle to sneak another glance at Alex in his office. He looked incredible (as always!) in his suit.

Not long after he arrived this morning, he removed his tie and looked more comfortable. Especially today with the intense look on his face seemingly trying to keep his cool. Did someone upset him?

What if one of his in-between girlfriends had broken up with him?

And then it hit her. Could it be that... Alex should be on her list too? She swallowed hard realizing that he would know where she lived.

He certainly had the intelligence and money to get what he wanted even if it meant becoming his one night stand.

"How was your weekend?" Rob said and Annie jumped. Immediately, she envisioned that he had been part of her own silent confrontation, staring at him in disbelief, but quickly came back to reality when she noticed his excited face.

"G...good. How about you?" she nervously answered. Rob swung an office chair around from the other side and sat down a little too close to her. Was Rob also one who belonged on her list? No. No?

"It was good. Went out with some friends Friday night. Had too much to drink," he uncomfortably giggled. He nervously swung one leg over the other and almost fell off the chair.

"Where did you go?" she responded trying to sound more like she cared.

"We went to Joe's Pub. Remember the place last year when the regional sales guy took us out for drinks?"

Annie tried to keep her attention to their conversation, but none of it interested her.

However, Alex did. He moved around his office staring intensely at his phone.

"Did you see the memo about the 1pm meeting in the main conference room?" Rob's chatter continued.

"Yes, I did. What's that all about?" she replied hoping no one noticed how close they were sitting. She rolled away from him inch by inch. Her list officially increased by one more person, Rob. Air caught in her throat.

"I heard Mr. Wentworth is introducing us to the VP of Operations."

"Who is he?" she asked, now annoyed but intrigued.

"Someone in advertising said that he's his old friend. The guy is supposed to promote a few people in each department. I guess they're expanding."

Rob's phone rang and he rolled himself back to his desk. Meanwhile, Annie let out a sigh of relief.

Somehow, she couldn't see Rob making the top of her list. He really didn't strike her as the type of guy who took control of much. He'd never demonstrated it at work and a gut instinct told her he couldn't in a bedroom.

It had been more than two years that Rob had tried to ask her on a date, which made her believe that there was more to him that met the eye. Maybe it was important for her to find out more.

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The conference room table only seated about a third of the employees. The rest of their team was gathered along the windows and available cheek-resting spots. Annie glanced around the oversized room. The two almost identical Seth Rogan-look-alike guys from IT didn't seem to pay any attention to her and the non-binary from marketing was more interested in the young receptionist than any one else.

The girl from the contracts department nudged her.

"Did they tell you what this is about?" Annie shrugged her shoulders and shook her head.

The conference room doors swung open and there he was. Like in an old fashioned cliche, Alex walked in like a lead in a drama looking like a stellar main character. A breath of fresh air swept through the room. So did his calm, handsome demeanor, his gorgeous eyes, his bulging body busting at the seams...

But that wasn't all. Someone followed him. His best friend AKA the confident, or maybe the other love interest.

Annie silently giggled and held in a snicker, but stopped the moment she saw the two hot men besides each other.

Alex was about a fragment taller, but his waste a bit slimmer. The other man puffed up his chest when he entered making sure to show his muscles off to everyone who would seem interested. Annie nipples stiffened in response.

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They could have been brothers if it wasn't for Alex' dark mysterious ocean blue eyes to the other's warm dark brown.

"Good afternoon, everyone" Alex started and walked to the head of the oversized conference room table. Annie's eyes were glued to them both and for a brief moment she locked eyes with the newcomer.

"I won't take long. I would like to introduce our new VP of Operations, Bruce Gordon." Alex waited for a few sighs and whispering to subside.

"Bruce comes to us from D&M along with a long past of other investment and technology companies. In the next few weeks, he will expect most of you to assist him. We have several new projects that we'll be announcing in the near future. When you see Bruce, please welcome him and help him if he needs it." Alex ended with a faint smile looking into the crowd waiting for the applause.

Bruce walked in stealthy strides next to Alex. He put a hand on Alex' shoulder and turned to stare directly at Annie. Instantly, she sucked in a breath locking with his chocolate brown eyes.

His expression softened as he smiled. -"Alex is being too serious. I'm looking forward to learning from all you."

Annie smiled, grateful that he seemed like a nice guy unlike the last train wreck they got rid of. At least this one didn't seem like a pompous-more-important-than-you kind of guy.

Maybe she would get a chance to work more closely with Alex now that Bruce was here.

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"Annie Smith, accounting and operations manager, right?" His voice was deep and different now that he stood next to her towering over her. Bruce held out his large hand in front of her and all she did was stupidly gawk at him.

He smiled, this time bearing his white teeth.

Annie jumped and nervously shook his large hand. It was so warm and comfortable. It enveloped hers and it actually kind of felt as if he pulled her a little towards him. Sexy as hell.

"It's very nice to meet you, Mr. Gordon. Have you and Mr. Wentworth known each other long?" Annie stumbled over her chosen words.

"We went to school together and have been friends ever since." His smiled turned into a wolfish grin. "I was hoping if we could have a meeting this afternoon to go through some things."

He was fine to say the least. "Of course. Let me know when works for you." She licked her lips while studying Bruce further.

His eyelids lowered and his voice was almost seductive, "I look forward to working with you, Annie."

"Me too, Mr. Gordon."

He leaned dangerously close to her. "Please call me Bruce." She smiled as he turned to walk away.

"Oh, and by the way." He took at step back and whispered to her, "Nice hickey." Annie barely watched him walk away feeling overwhelmed with shame.

Shocked and mortified her hand went to her neck. It wasn't until she sat down that she realized that he couldn't possibly have seen her hickey hidden by the scarf.

Out of the corner of her eye she noticed Rob watching their every move.

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Annie adjusted her negligee and shut off the bathroom light. She sighed.

She grabbed the moisturizer from her nightstand drawer and massaged the soothing lotion on to her arms and legs.

Then she knew. Overcome with long anticipated joy she felt the warmth from his body.

He was here.

"I waited as long as I could" he whispered, his hand wrapping around her waste while the other brushed away the hair from her neck.

His finger trailed further down releasing a series of goosebumps across her skin. Annie stood there, anxious, without moving, awaiting his next order. Gently, he placed the blindfold over her eyes. She didn't dare fight or disobey him.

"Did you miss me, Princess?" His fingers kept travelling across the nape of her neck pushing one negligee strap from her shoulder. Annie sucked in a quick breath and a warm blanket of excitement hugged her close.

"Answer me." he commanded and the other strap fell down on its own obeying his order too.

Exposed and defenseless, she felt the cold air of the room make her nipples stiff as little cubes. His warm breath danced across her neck down to her cleavage as he breathed, "So beautiful."

The spot between her thighs sent electricity to every sensual zone making it hard to think. Her body felt as if it was buzzing in triumph and she decided to test her limits.

Gently, she swayed her backside towards him wanting to feel him while trying to get a indistinct silhouette of his body that could help her CSI investigation later. For a moment, she felt his bulge.

He simply growled then placed butterfly kisses where his fingers had just been.

"Did you miss me?" His hand moved from her waste to her breast, then lifted his finger and grazed her nipple. His other hand swiftly pulled her against him. His 5 o'clock shadow rubbed against her face, which was enough to create even more sparks. She couldn't get enough of him.

Lacking his answer, his fingers played with her nipples, pulling and prodding, awaiting her obedience.

"Yes," she sighed. "Yes, I missed you."

"You belong to me now, Princess." His large hands wandered down her hips and thighs as if he was inspecting his property. They continued down to her ass cheeks and carefully he lifted the laced hem of the negligee. In a quick motion, he shimmied down her thong keeping his prize.

"From now on, no more panties." Annie sucked in her breath imagining her bare sex in public and her pussy convulsed happily. What did he have planned?

Her body raged in full force and lost to her irresistible urge to grind up against his body and tested her limits again. He was hard and pulsing at her backside and something inside her began to stir. Disobedience.

"Not yet." he barely stated and held her arms tighter.

He guided them to the bed and placed her on her belly waiting for his next move.

Handcuffs.

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Willfully under dominance, she pulled at the handcuffs expecting something to bring her closer. She had never dreamt that she could be so turned on.

"Are you still sore, Princess?" he whispered close to her ear while nibbling at her earlobe. His hand gently massaged her ass cheek, occasionally flexing his fingers digging into her flesh.

Her words caught in her throat and instead became a yelp when he lightly slapped her ass cheek.

"No," she fibbed, closing her eyes long enough to feel the sting of his palm again. This time, harder than before. It felt wonderful.

"Lift your ass up," he commanded and she immediately did as he asked.

His soft fingers lifted the laced material over her butt exposing an erotic view to him; her juices glistening around her slit and lips. Embarrassed, she realized that every part of her was bared to him.

Slowly, his hand travelled between her legs and cupped her wet sex, running his long fingers next to her swollen bud intentionally denying her pleasure. Please, touch me, she mentally begged. Please!

Annie obediently raised her behind up further only to feel a handful more flames across her cheeks. And then more. Each smack she responded with a whimper and a moan.

The stinging increasingly became ultimate pleasure.

Finally, his hand caressed her sore flesh then healing it with his soft kisses as if applying his own secret remedy.

"Nice and red. Just how I like it." She felt his intensive stare as if admiring his work.

His mellow kisses continued to make her gulp for air and his tongue tantalized each inch of her skin getting closer to her dripping center, but avoiding her tormented bud. He was planning on making this last truly testing her patience.

His strong hands then parted her cheeks to gain full access and her knees shook making beads of sweat form on her brows. She whimpered anticipating his tongue making contact, tasting her sweet, tender cave delighting in every aggressive slap on her ass. Oh, how she relished what he did to her.

Again, she let out a long moan followed by his low manly chuckle as if telling her he was well aware of his skillful torment.

He grabbed her neck, tenderly lifting her head far enough to place a gentle kiss, nibbling on her lower lip. His stubble teased her skin and desperation took over when he turned his strong jaw and broke the kiss.

His warm body adjusted behind her, subtly rubbing his hard cock against her swollen spot and inner thighs. She let out a long, soft moan when her wet center happily embraced the head of his hard dick while her heart was painfully pounding in anticipation.

But that was all she received. He stopped there, with only the tip of his enlarged member at her entrance, as if to punish her to push her further. She was frantic that he would change his mind as she tried to sway her body backwards, eager to receive his full size inside her.

He had other plans.

He immediately pulled away from her. The silence nearly killed her and each second seemed like an eternity. Then she nearly buckled and relinquished to him.

He spanked her again and again and the sounds of his punishment echoed in her small bedroom.

"I decide the pace," he drawled and pulled at her hair. She was thrown backwards towards him as much as her restraints would allow feeling his erection between her legs, rubbing against her dripping entrance.

Lust and intoxication merged and rushed through her veins while she begged, pleaded and promised to obey his wishes.

"What do you say, Princess?"

"Yes, please. I'm begging you!" she pleaded and it was exactly what he wanted to hear.

He slid into her, going deep, all the way inside her. He thrust in and out repeatedly, picking up the pace with each jolt, his body slamming against her. He leaned forward grabbing a fist full of her hair using it as leverage to go even deeper, keeping a steady rhythm.

Buried deep inside her, he stopped to pull her close and she felt his unsteady breath against her face.

"You're mine!" he added with a ragged breath. He was losing control.

He quickened his pace while wrapping his hand in front of her slipping his two fingers around her swollen bud. Pressed against her in swirling motions, her mind gave up on any coherent thought.

Her walls flexed hard around him making his rhythm skip for a few moments. With a scream and long sighs, she clenched tightly around his girth. The waves continued like a storm and she was thankful for her handcuffs holding her tight.

But he didn't stop as her orgasm swept her away. He was far from done.

Between his two fingers, he held her captured and continued to massage her engorged tender clit. Barely recovering from her first burst of release she protested, "No, please. Don't. I can't." she cried. It was like fuel for him.

"Obey me."

His cock filled her, stretching her.

"Cum for me again."

Unbearable pleasure! Her defiant bud swelled with his command and she soared towards the unlimited, going higher than she'd ever been, feeling the intense heat he had forced.

Her heart raced and breathing became a task as she once again convulsed around him. She heard herself moan beckoning to his skills.

Through the haze, she felt his arms wrap around her pressing her tighter against him as she noticed his rhythm changing pace. Gasping for air he shot into her.

A seeming eternity later, he held them there still trying to catch their breaths while drops of sweat covered both their bodies.

He caressed her body and rewarded kisses while regaining his composure.

Finally, he whispered, "This is only the beginning."

Completely drained and exhausted she was unable to move. Secretly, she wished they could stay like this for longer. With her arms cuffed to the bed she heard him dress then to plant a key in her palm.

She didn't dare remove her blindfold or even try to uncuff herself. She knew better, understanding his rules she would have to obey him.

Annie felt him return to the bed, turned her and passionately kissed her. His lips were gentle, turning into a more emotional meaning kiss and what an amazing kisser he was!

"Good night, Princess." He whispered.

"Don't go!" she pleaded, but he was gone yet again.

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