Page 14 of Vengeful Mafia Prince

"I bet you're soaking wet for me," I continue. "You might like to pretend you're mad at me, but I know what you really want, baby girl."

She whimpers slightly, but she doesn't push me away. She doesn't even try. No matter how mad at me she happens to be, I can tell that she craves this more than she can put into words. Just how I want her, desperate for me, hungry for my touch, needing everything I can give her.

I'm not going to take it too far, not while we're both in the office, but that doesn't mean I can't have some fun. I push my hand up between her legs, massaging her pussy over the top of her panties. She moans, one arm reaching up to grip tight to my shoulder. She's having a hard time controlling herself.

"We can't do this here," she protests weakly.

I cock my head to the side. "Do you want me to stop?" I still my fingers.

Her hips move back against my hand, almost of their own accord. She shakes her head.

"No," she breathes. "No, I don't want you to stop..."

I take that as the cue I need and slide my fingers beneath her panties. She moans helplessly, moving in to kiss me, but I pull back before her mouth can reach mine. I want her to be desperate for me. I want her to see that I'm the one in control here, the one calling the shots, no matter how much she might wish it was her.

Slowly, I slip my fingers into her pussy. She's already sopping-wet for me, her folds soaked with her own juices. She lets out a needy little whine as I push my fingers deep into her slit, feeling her walls contract around me, squeezing tight like she can barely stand to hold back.

"Look how wet for me you are, baby girl," I murmur to her cockily. "You've been sitting at your desk, getting all horny for me, haven't you?"

She parts her mouth to protest, but I draw my fingers from her pussy and push them past her lips, making her taste herself, proving to her just how horny for me she really is.

"See? Taste how fucking wet you are," I order her. After a moment of hesitation, I feel her tongue swirl around my fingers, tasting herself on my command. I grin, and once I'm satisfied that she's learned to keep her mouth shut when I'm talking to her, I move my freshly lubed fingers back between her legs and begin to finger her properly.

I clamp one hand down over her mouth as I lean in close to her ear, making sure she can't moan loudly enough to draw the attention of anyone we work with.

"You can just tell me when you want me, Elena," I growl to her. "You don't have to sit there at your desk, making a mess of your panties, you know. I could bend you over and fuck you right there instead. Would you like that?"

She moans, her eyes falling shut. I can't tell whether she's protesting or agreeing. I don't care. All I want is to make her come right now, to watch her give in to her want for me. No matter how much I might be playing her right now, there's no denying how hot it is to watch this innocent girl lose herself to the pleasure of my fingers deep in her pussy.

I twist my hand around slightly and find that slight ridge inside her pussy. She moans again, louder this time, and I tighten my grip on her mouth.

"Careful, baby girl," I warn her. "You don't want everyone in the office knowing what a little slut you are, do you?"

She opens her eyes, her gaze pleading for the release she wants so badly. I grin. I love it when girls get to this stage, where they'll do anything, take any kind of verbal taunting as long as it means they get to come.

"Or I could just fuck you in front of all of them," I continue, as though it's a real possibility. "Let them watch how well you take my cock. Would you like that? Getting bent over the desk and fucked until you can't walk straight while everyone who works here watches?"

She's whimpering against my hand now, her eyes fixed on me, her hips grinding back against my fingers. She's close, I can feel it. As tempting as it is to pull back at the last moment and leave her hungry for me, I can't deny myself the pleasure of watching her come.

I kiss her hard, pushing my tongue into her mouth, and I feel her pussy spasm around my fingers at once. Just a matter of feet away, the rest of our colleagues are still at work, utterly unaware as to what's going on in here. But she whines with pleasure against my mouth, her pussy grinding on my hand with a needy helplessness that has my cock stirring. But I'm not going to risk fucking her, not here. Kyra will be expecting us back with her folders soon.

I thrust my fingers inside her one last time and then pull them out, moving them once more to her mouth. I push them inside.

"Clean," I order her, and not moving her eyes from mine, she suckles softly on my fingertips. She's so eager to please me, even now, even after the way I've treated her. And I can't lie, it's seriously hot seeing her watch me with those big doe eyes as she laps at my fingertips, still soaked in her juices.

Once I'm satisfied, I pull my hand back. She's still trembling slightly from the intensity of the orgasm, and she quickly shuffles her skirt back down into place. I reach around and give her ass a firm squeeze.

"You should get back to Kyra," I murmur to her. "She's probably wondering where you are. Don't want to keep her waiting, huh?"

She nods, and I reach above her and pull down the folders, then push them into her hand.

"Here, I'll even let you take these to her," I tell her with a grin, like I'm doing her some huge favor. I can tell from the irritated look in her eyes that she wants nothing more than to tellme off for being so cocky with her, but given that I just made her come with my fingers, she thinks better of it.

She takes off, her head down, the folders tucked under one arm. And I watch with a grin on my face as I let her get a head start. I'm not going to go right after her. No, I think that would make it too obvious what we've really been doing down here, and I'm not ready to expose that quite yet.

But making her orgasm in the office supply cupboard? Yeah, that's something that she's not going to forget anytime soon. And this push-pull, hot-cold thing I have going on is going to give me everything I want.

I just have to play my cards right, and both Elena—and this place—will be mine.

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