Page 23 of Dancing with Daggers

"Don't mind me. I can wait," Zia said, walking about the room. She picked up a polished ball of onyx he had on his desk and put it down in the wrong spot before she opened up the lids of his fountain pens and then put them back on the wrong pens.

"I see what you're doing," Ares growled.

Zia pointed at herself. "Me? I'm not doing anything. Just looking at how you keep your office. Very...minimalist."

"Mess with my things, and I'll throw you over this desk and fuck your throat raw," he snarled softly. She blushed and opened her mouth. "Don't. I need to take this." Ares hit the unmute button. "No, I don't think we should move forward with that portfolio. It's bleeding employees in their management teams at the moment. Something is happening, and until I know what, I'm not putting money in it."

Zia looked Ares dead in the eye before knocking his small tub of pencils and highlighters off the side of the desk.

Oops, she mouthed. She turned to pick them up, but Ares was quicker. He hit mute and dragged her backwards over his desk until she was looking at him upside with wide brown eyes.

"What did I fucking say?" he hissed rubbing his thumb over her soft lips. Zia opened hermouth and licked him. "Fuck, you came to play, did you?"

"A girl has to make her own fun and games sometimes, and annoying you is my favorite thing to do," she said and sank her teeth into his thumb hard enough to draw blood. Crimson flashed in her pretty brown eyes as she sucked on the cut.

"Fun and games it is." Ares stood, pulled his dick free, and ran his crown across her lips. "Open up, and I'll show you how I like to play."

Zia responded by flicking her tongue out over his tip and then opened her mouth to take him. Ares's hand gripped the edge of his desk, the other trailing over the smooth column of her throat to where her cleavage peeked out of the top of her dress. She was laid out like a luscious sacrifice, just for him. The hot, wet heat of her mouth was heaven and hell all at once.

"I hope you had a big breath," he said and squeezed her breast so hard, she groaned around him. He thrust into her mouth, far enough that she gagged. He didn't let up. She knew what she was doing when she decided to interrupt his day.

He had warned her what would happen. Zia took it. She grabbed onto his hip with one hand, the other cupped his balls and gave them a soft squeeze to remind him just who had the power in the situation. Fucking hell, this beautiful fucking woman.

"Ares? Are you there?" a voice said from the computer.

Ares ran a finger over Zia's cheek and then held his dick in her mouth as he hit the unmute. "Yes, I'm here. I'm happy to go ahead with the acquisition with the tech company out of Athens. Just make sure we secure all their IP as a part of the deal." He hit mute again and stroked this hand over Zia's throat, before pulling free from her. Her eyes were hazy, and her mouth was swollen.

"Not done with you yet, missy," he said, and pulled her off the desk. He sat on his chair and tugged her into his lap. He ran his hands up her thighs, nuzzling her neck.

"Ares…"she whispered, and it was all he needed to lose his mind. He pulled up her dress and grinned like a fiend.

"You're not even wearing panties. You really did come in here to get the fucking you needed, didn't you?" he growled.

Zia guided his dick to her soaked pussy. "I do love it when a plan comes together."

"Unbelievable." Ares grabbed her hands and put them on the edge of the desk for her to hang onto before lifting the back of her dress up. He took a good look at her gorgeous ass and then watched as her wet pussy took him in bit by bit.

"Fuck, Ares, you feel so good inside of me," Zia admitted and thrust back against him. "I woke up and you were gone and I hated it."

"Next time I'll make sure I fuck you before I leave for work."

"What makes you think there will be a next time?" she asked.

"You wouldn't be here otherwise. And this pussy of yours doesn't lie," he said in her ear and circled his fingers over her clit. Zia writhed, her nails leaving scratches in the paper on his desk.

"Fuck, I hate you sometimes."

Ares laughed and squeezed her luscious ass. "I hate you too. Now, ride me. Show me how much you missed me."

"I only missed your dick," she murmured and fucked him hard, her hips rolling.

Ares kept a hand on her waist to keep them steady as she pounded herself on his dick over and over. She was dirty and delightful, and he was going to do so many bad things to keep her. Ares held her down on him, pulled the silk square from his pocket, and stuffed it in her mouth.

"Shhh, I need to do something," he said and nipped her throat. He hit the unmute button. "I'm sorry everyone, I've had something else land on my desk that needs my immediate attention. Let's pick this up next week, Thursday." He hung up on them and bent Zia over his desk. "My turn." He rolled his hips in a deep slow circle that had her knocking the rest of the ornaments off his desk and spitting out the pocket square.

"Oh, Hera's tits, right there, Ares, do it again," Zia begged breathlessly.

Ares did again just to make her moan. He licked his finger and brushed it over the pucker of her ass, and she pushed back against him, a sweet, strangled sound coming out of her.

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