Page 38 of The Sicuro

I make my way down to the bar, Anders follows but takes the lead so that he can open the door to the bar. He steps through holding it allowing me to walk through, as I do, Davidstands from his leaning position against the wall.

“Anders,” I say thanking him. I glance around the team, and some of the girls’ faces have dropped. David steps forward next to me.

“Team, this is Miss Taylor. She is now your boss and manager of all staff.”

“You mean Lucy,” one of the staff says in a sarcastic tone. I take a single step forward so that David and Anders are flanking me on either side.

“We all know from the contracts that you have signed that is not my name. My name is Miss Taylor and that is how I will be addressed.” I make sure to lock eyes with the girl who commented. “There will be no changes to your contracts, or the current state of play with the exception that all concerns or issues will be addressed to myself as David stated. If anyone is uncomfortable with this change now is your opportunity to resign with no further questions asked.”

The room is silent, and I look at each of them. The girl who spoke out looked away from me.

“I will take this silence that all staff are happy to proceed. Those on shift may stay, those not, may leave.” I finish and as I turn to walk out of the bar, Anders opens the door and looks at me, his lips have the slightest curve at the edge of them.

“Anders,” I state once again thanking him. I make my way back to the office, as I walk in Gabriel is sitting looking at the door waiting for me, he turns his chair to the side.

“Come here.” His eyes look me up and down. I know what he wants.

I walk over to him, and he pulls me between his legs. I stand as his hands run up the back of my skirt onto my arse. I look down seeing his hard dick push against his slacks. I lick my lower lip.

“Watching you take control, makes me want you more.” His voice is deep, dominant, and sexual. The words make my nipples harden and goosebumps take over the rest of my body.

“We agreed not in work.” My words don’t match my tone. I want him, I always want him. His hand moves down to the hem of my skirt and runs up the inside of my thigh, lifting the skirt as he goes. My breathing deepens, and I rest my hands on his shoulders. I’m telling myself to pull away, but I can’t, my body giving into him as it always does. He slides a finger into the side of my lace thong pulling it away from my pussy to give him access.

“Already wet for me, Miss Taylor.” My wetness aids him to push his finger into me easily, I move my leg opening myself up for him. He pushes in a second and slides them in and out of me, slowly pumping them as he rubs my hard nub with his thumb, I can feel myself tensing around him, my pussy clenching his fingers. My head tilts back, and as I’m about to come he removes his fingers and I’m expecting to be bent over his desk. I look down as he puts his two fingers in his mouth, sucking my juices from them as he slowly pulls them out. I watch him, lips parted with short breaths waiting forhim to continue as I teeter on the edge of orgasm, but he pulls my skirt back down.

“Gabriel!” I breathe out sharply.

“We said not in work, so I will settle for an appetiser.”

“Fuck you, Gabriel.” I snap at him as I walk away, highly frustrated, and craving release.

Twenty-Three

Gabriel

She knows that I watch her, I can’t help it. Watching her take control when one of the staff made a snide comment made my dick instantly twitch. I spoke with Anders and David, to make sure she was respected, and David was ready to eject any of the staff immediately, informing them they were fired if they didn’t give her the respect she deserves. He didn’t need to. Her presence and the response she gave exuded power and control whilst demanding respect. It turned me on watching her, I was going to fuck her on my desk after feeling how wet and ready she was for me, but I have all day. I plan on getting her continually worked up and then making her wait, so when it comes to fucking her, she would give me anything that I want. I plan on pinning her wrists above her head and then reminding her, that she can have as much control as she wants in work but with me, I have it all, she will give it to me, and she will like it.

An hour or so has passed, since I removed my fingers from her seconds before she could come, and I can tell she’s still worked up as shewalks into the office and makes her way to the couch. She slips off her shoes, before positioning herself so that she is sat with her back against the arm of the couch, legs stretched out in front of her with her ankles crossed. If she moves her legs in a certain way, I would be able to see her pussy and she knows it.

Not taking her eyes from me, she slightly raises her eyebrow, and a devious look takes over her face, making my dick twitch. I try to concentrate but can’t keep my eyes off her, thinking of how she looks when I make her fall to pieces with desire. She knows she is getting me worked up, and I don’t know how long I can resist her.

“What would you like for lunch, I’ll have one of the team go and collect it?” I ask as if she hasn’t made my dick solid by just being here.

“I don’t think the team can collect what I would like?” Her eyes full of lust, have me standing and walking over to her.

I glide my fingers from her ankle to her knee, gripping the hem of her skirt, pulling it up yet again. She uncrosses her ankles and slightly bends her knees, ready and willing. Sliding my fingers back under her lace thong, she is still wet from before.

“Don’t come,” I demand before I even begin to finger fuck her. She takes a deep breath in as I drive two fingers into her, immediately taking on a pace that has her gasping. It’s not long until I feel her pussy start to clench so Ipull out of her.

“Fuck Gabriel.” I can hear the anger in her words.

“Sit up,” I demand whispering into her ear. She spins her legs off the couch, sitting herself up. I undo my belt, I can’t wait I need to be in her. I push my slacks and boxers down my thighs releasing my hard cock She looks up at me as I grab my shaft, I rub my thumb over my head coating it in the precum, then slide it over her lips. Her tongue follows it, as a low hum is released from deep in her. Holding the base of my shaft with one hand I grab her hair at the nape of her neck, her head tilts slightly back and her mouth opens waiting for me to push my dick into it.

I push the head to her lips, her tongue slides out and circles it making me groan. Working her up has made her eager but fuck I’ve worked myself up in the process. I push deep and slow into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat causing her to gag, as she does, I push deeper. She tries to suck air in through her nose as I move back and forth holding her head in place. Tears run from the corner of her eyes, and she grabs my arm. I pause holding my dick halfway in her mouth allowing her to take a breath.

“Let go Kelcie.” My words are firm and commanding, looking up at me she lets go and places both her hands on her knees, giving me full control of her.

“Good Miss Taylor.” I push back into her, pulling her hair back making her head tilt more, opening her throat further. I continue to fuck her mouth, her eyes watering and drool dripping from the corners of her lips.

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