Dominating Desires Private Chapters - Chapter 5

Chapter Five

It’s been almost a week. A whole painfully long week; and it’s been pretty awkward since that day. Wednesday I came in with my head held high. No amount of makeup would cover the mark Chase left on me, so I decided to curl my hair and pin it to the other side and leave it in full view.

Riley’s eyes were huge and he drug me to his office to ask me who I was with. I just told him a guy and it was none of his business, which in reality it was, but I told him I was a big girl and to just suck it up and leave me alone.

That caused a small fight, but I told Chase I wouldn’t tell him, for now at least and I honestly didn’t want him to know.

But Chase; his eyes light up when he saw it like a kid on Christmas. He turned his eyes to mine and smiled at me. Not a smirk, but a genuine smile. And then it turned to a smirk when he noticed all the guys in the office looking at it. No one knows who gave it to me, but it still makes guys back off.

It wasn’t huge or anything, it was a little one, but it was so dark, I think I’ll have it for at least a freaking year! He was sucking and nibbling on it all night and the next morning, making sure that it stayed there a long time.

The rest of the week at work, I always found ways not to be around him, if he needed something I was always busy, and then I worked late after he left to get his stuff set up so I didn’t have to do it in the morning like it did with Riley.

Riley didn’t notice anything different between us, because well we always fought, we’ve gone months without talking, so he just shrugged and didn’t ask questions thankfully.

He kept trying to talk to me and every time I ignored him he got more and more angry. I was not going to sleep with him again, but I found my panties getting wet at the thought of what he would do to me for disobeying and avoiding him.

But by the end of the next week, the hickey had been there a week and a half and I didn’t mind it anymore, it would go away soon enough, and I vowed it would never come back.

I was glad that I wasn’t just an intern, because then I would either have been fired or quit by now. Truth is that Riley and I each own forty five percent of the company. The whole thing was our parents, and then Chase owns the other ten. So if I convinced my brother, or if he found out, He could and would easily fire him, if I backed him up.

So I knew that he would go before I did, and that made me relieved. They may be the ones who people deal with, but I do everything behind the scenes. There not stupid by any means, but they can’t handle the amount of work that I actually do. If it wasn’t for me, this company would sink quickly.

I still avoided him like the plague, and Riley was starting to notice something was up. We usually go forever without talking, but not this long without even being in the same room. Even Chase can’t go longer than a week without making sexual comments to me.

I lied every time he asked what was going on, he kept asking me what happened and I shrugged my shoulders and told him I had no idea.

He didn’t believe me but after a few days of asking he finally dropped it.

When Friday came, I couldn’t be happier for the two days away from him. They could work if they wanted, I was taking it off.

That weekend I was way past horny. By Saturday I couldn’t stand it and I needed a release, so I went to the shower made sure to wax and lotion up before I picked out a pretty slutty dress.

It was blood red halter dress. There was a dip that went about an inch below my br easts and the skirt barley covered my a ss.

This wasn’t me, I was never one to sleep around, but I was so desperate for the release, not from my new toy, but from an actual human male. I went to the bar, and I had a couple drinks, some liquid courage to go through with this.

As soon as I moved to the dace flood, there was a guy moving behind me so I took a deep breath and grinded my body with his. Most the guys who touched my body were just horrible, so I always found a reason to ditch them and move on. I danced with a few guys until I found one who I was particularly pleased with. He grinded against me and touched my body just right.

I was already turned on; but the way this guy was going I felt like I was going to explode. I grabbed his hand and took him to the bathroom; he didn’t protest as I drug him to a stall and smashed my lips against his. He gripped my legs and I wrapped them around his waist, causing my very short dress to come up higher, not even covering my panties.

My body was pressed between his chest and the stall wall. His mouth kissed my neck and his hands went to my pu ssy and worked against my c lit and slid into my warmth. I had to say I was disappointed. His touch didn’t feel nearly as good as it did ten minutes ago, and so I moaned trying to pretend I was into it.

I definitely wasn’t having sex tonight. I was never this sex crazed. Damn Chase. Now sex is all I can think about. I pushed him back and got on my knees, sucking him off. He wasn’t even that big, and in about three minutes he was pulling at my hair and thrusting into my mouth as he came.

Glad I didn’t have sex with him, or this night would have been a bigger disappointment than before. I stood up and fixed myself before I left him there.

I cursed Chase as I walked from the club and to a cab. I cursed him the whole way home, and I cursed him as I grabbed the nice toy I had invested in.

I stripped off my dress and panties, leaving on my heels as I lay back in bed. I was beyond wet, and I slid the tip of the toy around my clit, the images of that night with Chase on my mine.

I wished he was here to watch how turned on I was thinking about him. I wanted to lay back and pleasure myself with his lustful eyes watching me.

As I pushed it into my pu ssy I imagined it was Him, and that turned me on more. I jerked it and flicked the switch turning it on higher as my hips jerked and I rode the object like I wanted to ride Chase right at this moment.

And when I came; my body convulsing, I couldn’t help but think how disappointing the orgasm was compared to the ones He gave me.

I cleaned it and put it back before lying in my bed and once again cursing Chase. It’s his fault, if he hasn’t have touched my like he did, and taken my body that night, giving me by far the best sex of my life, I wouldn’t be this sexually frustrated. I felt like a cat in heat.

Almost every single thought revolved around sex with Chase. Even when I was focusing on work, and it really pissed me off.

He was right that next morning. A toy will never be able to satisfy me like he did and no man at that club could set my body on fire like he could. I was never satisfied with my ex’s, but a toy could always fix that, actually it always felt better, but now.

I put my pillow over my head and screamed in frustration. The damn mark was still on my neck, it was still pretty dark, but nothing compared to last week. I found myself walking towards my bathroom to have what felt like the millionth cold shower.

The whole weekend I spent pissed at him, wanting to call him over and rip his clothes off before tying him to the bed and having my way with him.

Actually that’s a lie. I want to rip his clothes off while he does mine, and have him tie me to the bed and have his wicked way with me. I want him to bed me over and smack my ass, pull my hair and take me from behind. I want him to punish me and make me beg.

I buried my face in the pillows. God everything is so screwed up right now. I groaned and grabbed for my little battery operated friend again.

When I was finished the ache was still there, but not as bad as before, and I took another cold shower and went to sleep. Tomorrow is going to be even worse than that Wednesday back at work, because I honestly don’t think I’ve been this horny or sexually frustrated

The elevator doors opened and I walked in. I gave the boys their coffee and got to work. I kept busy all day, because Chase was hovering and I knew he was waiting for me to be free so we could talk, but I couldn’t be alone with him, especially with how needy my body was for his, but I’m a hundred percent sure I didn’t want to have this conversation anywhere but in private.

At the end of the day, I was waiting for Chase to leave, but he was still here and I felt a sense of dread seep in, he was waiting.

“Chase what are you still doing here?” Riley asked as he put on his jacket to leave

“I needed your darling sister for something, but she’s been busy.” He smiled innocently.

“Well Bry, I’m heading home. And please for the love of god work out whatever it is that’s been going on.” He huffed and left, and when I looked around the room I cursed myself for not leaving earlier. We were the last two here.

“My office Brylee” he said before turning, knowing I would follow. I sighed and followed. I walked in, but left the door open. “Shut it, Lee” he told me and I internally groaned but did as he said. “Lock it” I shook my head and he glared “Don’t make me tell you again. Lock the damn door” I groaned out loud this time and did as he said.

Why the hell was I doing this again? Why didn’t I just tell him to fuck off and leave? Oh yeah, because I want to freaking jump him and rip his clothes off like an animal before slipping him inside of me and riding him all freaking week long, non-stop.

Yummy images of him were floating through my mind and I was more and more aroused every second.

“Brylee!” he yelled and I turned to face him. He looks mad, and I realized I must have spaced out thinking about terribly inappropriate things.

“What did you need?” I tried to sound professional, like there was nothing wrong.

“Come here” he told me and I stayed put. “Either you walk your sweet ass over here, or I come over there and drag you over.” and I figured the least amount of contact the better.

I walked near his desk and stared at him. He stood up slowly and stood in front of me. I backed up and he followed until my legs hit his desk.

“Who the hell were you with Brylee” he asked

“What?” I furrowed my eyebrows in confusion, because I had no idea what he was talking about. “When”

“Wrong answer” he pulled me forward by my hair and brought my face to his.

“Who did you drag to the bathroom? What guy did you fuc k in there?” he looked pissed. The way he was acting, it was like I cheated on my husband.

“You were there?” I asked; which was apparently not the right answer. I whimpered when he tightened his grip on my hair, not in pain but pleasure. This is what I’ve been missing.

“Who was it?”

“I- I don’t know” I stuttered out

“You fuck ed some random guy you didn’t know?” his voice rose and I shook my head violently.

“I didn’t. I didn’t have sex with him” I spoke out quickly. I needed him to let me go. I should be afraid, but I was more worried that I would jump him. The way he dominated me and how possessive he was being was a complete turn on, and the grip he has on my hair makes is hard to resist him. I wanted what I’ve been depriving my body of.

“What happened?” he asked and I stayed silent “Brylee” he threatened, but I was not going to break. I was not going to tell him that this guy just wasn’t Him; that Chase was what I wanted and this guy is just a stand in for the real thing.

His eyes widened in shock and realization and I tried not to groan when he smirked. He leaned into my neck and nibbled on my skin, and it took so much out of me not to moan at that simple act. “He didn’t know how to handle your sweet body, did he?” he sucked on my neck.

“He didn’t touch you like I do, did he?” he asked me and I shook my head. “Tell me what happened” he commanded and I was cracking fast.

“I needed him.” I moaned when his hands went up my thigh.

“No baby, you needed me. Why did you think you needed him?”

“I needed a release, something” I moaned when he rewarded me by rubbing my through my now soaking panties.

“And what went wrong?” he asked, and I was so focused on what he was doing to my body that I didn’t think about what I was telling him.

“He was terrible.” I groaned

“How?”

“He didn’t touch my like this.” I moaned when his hands slipped in my panties.

“Explain” he nibbled on my ear, and kept his hand so it was barley touching my cl it. He stopped moving and I huffed with displeasure.

“It was like he never touched a woman before. When he slid his fingers inside me it made me dry. He didn’t caress my skin or take his time like you do. I had to compromise and suck him off so I could leave”

He growled in anger “You had your mouth around another guy’s d ick?” he asked and I snorted

“For like three minutes” I unbuttoned his shirt and he stopped and looked at me, trying to contain his laughter

“Three minutes?” he asked and I nodded. His lips moved back to my neck as he rewarded me by stroking my clit and rubbing circles. He knew just the right pressure to use and just what speed to go to have me climbing but not being able to reach where I wanted to be.

“He was small too” I told him, as I pushed his shirt off his shoulders, revealing his toned body. But again, that was not the right thing to say because he tensed up. He suddenly ripped my lace panties from my body.

“Chase!” I yelled at him, I cannot believe he did that.

“You were with another man” he growled.

“So what, I bet you’re been with a bunch of other women” I pushed him away from me.

“Don’t you dare Brylee. I haven’t been with another woman since you, and you shouldn’t have been with another man” he was pissed

“You don’t control me!” I yelled at him and he froze

“You’re mine, Brylee. Mine”

“No I’m not. I never was, and I never will be” I turned to leave and he grabbed my arm

“Don’t believe me?” he asked me and I shook my head “You’re body craves mine, and has been mine since you gave me control over it two damn weeks ago. Mine, no other mans.” He said before he pushed me to sit on his desk. He pulled open my shirt and pulled my bra down. His mouth was on one than the other before I knew it and I was moaning with pleasure. The sound of his zipper snapped my out of it and I pushed him of me and glared at him before slapping him hard.

“Don’t touch me” I hissed, but does he listen? No.

“I love it when you’re angry” his eyes darkened with the lust.

He grabbed my hair and crushed his lips to me, shoving his tongue in my mouth and caressing mine. The way his tongue was working in my mouth had me moaning about what else that tongue of his could to so another set of lips.

I pushed him away and went to slap him again when he grabbed my wrist and held it behind me back, which pulled me closer to him and made my chest perk out.

I went to slap him with my other hand and he grabbed that one too, doing the same thing. I struggled against him when his mouth moved toward my breasts, I knew what he was going to do, and I knew I would like it, but I didn’t want to like it.

He kept his eyes on mine as he sucked one nipple into his mouth and then the other, I tried so hard to hold it in, but when he lightly circled his tongue over them I couldn’t. I let my head roll back and moaned at the sensations coursing through my body.

He pulled back suddenly and turned me around. He pushed me on the desk so I was lying flat on it while he grabbed my wrists with one hand, holding them to my lower back again. He kept my body pinned with his and I struggled to get out of the grip. If I didn’t, I knew what would happen and I didn’t want that.

Well my logical side didn’t, and the other part and my body were screaming for him to take me. I felt soft material across my skin, and I realized it was his tie right around the time he finished the knot on my wrists, holding them to my lower back.

He pushed my skirt up and his hand came down on my as s, so hard it pushed me forward slightly and I moaned when my nip ples rubbed against the rough wood of his desk.

“Tell me to take you Brylee” he growled

“No. let me go” I yelled and he smacked my ass again.

“Tell me you want me” he raised his voice

“I don’t want you. Stop Chase!” Lie! Complete and total lie.

He rubbed his di ck against my entrance, my juices coating it and I tried not to moan, but failed.

“Tell me to fuc k you Brylee” he groaned and smacked my ass again. I couldn’t take it anymore. Two weeks of extreme sexual frustration broke and I couldn’t say no with how he was working my body.

“Okay, I want you Chase! Fuc k me now! Please” I was practically yelling and then he slammed into me. I screamed in pain, two weeks, and he was so big and so deep it hurt, but that pain made me cream more around him. I tried to push back on him, to take more of him but he grabbed my hair again so I couldn’t move.

But it felt better this way. My chest was just lifted up, so just my nippl es were brushing over the desk. And I was glad no one was here because anyone would be able to hear my screams of pleasure as Chase thrust into me again and again, he slapped my ass and dug his nails into my thigh and within minutes I was screaming as my body pulsed around him and he just went harder.

God I forgot how amazing it felt, it was better than I remembered. His hand occasionally came down with a loud smack and I tightened around him every time. He kept going until my orgasm rolled into another and another and I was crying with pleasure.

How the fuck does he manages to do that when my ex’s had a hard time just getting me off is beyond me. All this time I thought there was something wrong with me.

“Chase stop, it’s too much” I whimpered and he pulled out. He ripped the tie off my hands and spun me around, sitting me on the edge of the desk. He leaned over me and I pushed all the work off. He sucked a nipple in him talented mouth as he thrust into me again.

I arched my back to him and was holding onto the edge of the desk for dear life. I wrapped my legs around him and pulled him into me.

“Chase, I can’t” I cried out because all the friction was getting to be too much.

“You will give it to me again. We both know it.” he hissed through his teeth, trying to control his own body.

“No” I was being stubborn. He bit on my nip ple a little too hard and I cried out as he pinched the other.

“Don’t tell me what I can and can’t do with and to your body Brylee!”

His hands latched to my hair as he brought me up. Chests pressed together as his lips attacked mine. He nipped at my lips and sucked on my tongue, and I was so focused on that, so when he pinched and twisted my nip ples pleasure almost too much to handle shot to my core.

“Give it to me” He started to say but he couldn’t hold back anymore “Brylee!” he yelled out in his climax, his hand tightened in my hair and on my nipp le, his di ck pulsed and I exploded once again.

“Yes, Chase. Oh my god yes!” I yelled out and rode through it.

“You’re still my little good girl” he kissed my forehead when we were sitting there panting.

The position was so intimate. We were holding onto each other, my legs wrapped around his waist and nails still dug into his back. His hand now gently in my hair massaging my scalp as his other hand was wrapped around my waist, holding me to his body. My face buried in his chest and his lips pressed to my hair.

Even after our breathing calmed down we stayed like that. I felt him harden inside me again and moaned. He rocked us back and forth on his desk as we clung to each other. The sensation was so different but so amazing.

We sat like this for what felt like an hour. He caressed my skin and nibbled on my neck, massaged my tongue with his and then it came upon me.

It felt like someone wrapped their hand around my throat and squeezed. It built up so slow and came so hard that I couldn’t breathe.

“Shh baby, just breathe through it. Breathe” he whispered before moaning out in pleasure like he lost his breath too. And we sat there again calming down; I wasn’t ready for him to move away from me yet.

“You’re mine, baby” he mumbled against my temple and like I usually feel after being with him, it was like a bucket of water was poured on me.

I dropped my legs and pushed him back, he was surprised and stumbled, and I winced with the quick movement on my sensitive body

I fixed my bra and buttoned my shirt before pulling my skirt down, and I rushed out of his office, I grabbed my stuff and was headed for the elevator when he caught up to me.

“Where are you going?” he asked

“Home. Stay away from me” I told him.

“No! We have amazing sex, completely mind blowing, more amazing than I’ve ever had. You let me in, you curl up to me, let me hold you, and then you pull away from me” he pulled his hair in frustration.

“It shouldn’t have happened, it was a mistake.”

He laughed cynically “And what about the first time, and that whole night where you were begging for me. What about the second time when you finally gave into what your body wanted, what it craved. Were those mistakes too?” his voice got louder and louder.

“Yes” I whispered and stepped into the elevator. He flinched like I just slapped him and the pained look on his face I knew would haunt me.