Trapped By My Ruthless Boss

OCEANS.

reached down and fisted a handful of her hair, tilting her head back until she had no choice but to look at me. Her eyes - big, blue, scared, wanting - locked with mine. All four things at once. That combination was going to be a problem for my self-control.

"Good girl," I murmured. "You obey so well."

I released her hair but kept my hand at the back of her neck, "Take the bra off. Slowly. And don't break eye contact."

Her jaw dropped. "Wh... What? Uhm... Mr. Stark..."

"What?" I bit out, my patience already running thin, "You thought we'll fuck with your clothes on?"

Her trembling hands rose, fumbling with the clasp. The straps slipped off her shoulders, and the fabric fell away, and whatever composure I'd been managing since she knelt on that floor took a significant hit.

I dragged my thumb slowly from the hollow of her throat down to her collarbone, tracing the line of it like I was memorizing something I'd be tested on later.

Christ.

My vision turned pitch black. Lust oozed off of me.

I'd imagined this more times than I'd ever admit to anyone, including myself. But imagination had apparently done a poor job. I reached for her, cupped her breast in my palm, and felt something in my chest do something I didn't have a clinical term for. I almost lost myself to the way it filled my palm - so soft, warm, full, round, perky...

She shuddered the moment she felt my palm against her breast. My hand left the first breast and took the second one, fondling slowly as I watched every fucking reaction she gave.

Then she moaned, and the sound of it seemed to startle her back into the room.

Her eyes snapped open, "Mr. Stark..." She said breathlessly, something close to a whimper escaping her throat.

"Oceans. Call me Oceans." I corrected her, my eyes never leaving her gaze. "We're well past Mr. Stark."

"I - I can't." She shifted, some belated instinct for self-preservation kicking in. "We shouldn't be-"

"Kneel, Kiss."

She stilled as I counted my words menacingly, my eyes darkening further. "Undo my belt and take out my cock." She looked up at me, her eyes wide, "Now."

She licked her bottom lip before taking a deep breath and reaching for my belt. Her tender hands fumbled with it until she undid it.

"Take it out," I ordered when I sensed a slight hesitation. She heaved a shaky sigh before dipping her hand into my trousers. I felt her warm palm clasp around my cock, which was already raging hard, and immediately, I felt every muscle in my body make a simultaneous argument for abandoning whatever remained of my patience.

She gasped, her body stiffening the moment she touched it - the kind of involuntary shock that told me she finally realized what she was dealing with.

She was about to pull out her hand after a gasp, but I was faster than her. I reached out and grabbed her hand, pressing it further against my cock.

"Where are you going?" I held her hand firmer, "Not what you expected?"

She lifted her eyes, and I could already see the awe and shock on her face. "Mr... Uh... Oceans. I..." She whispered, the words fumbling in her mouth.

"Take it. Now."

She slowly pulled out my cock, and the moment her gaze rested on it, I saw the way her eyes widened.

"Oh, God." She let out a shaky whisper and a gasp, one palm covering her lips.

I'd seen the way women react the first time they ever feel or touch my cock. The sharp inhale. The hesitation. The quiet awe that came before the hunger. But watching it happen on her face, for reasons I wasn't going to unpack right now, felt different.

I know I had an impressive length, but come on. Not that she was a virgin. And, stupid Jace was tall and a little well-built. One would think he has the kind of cock that won't make his woman gasp at another man's size.

She looked like she didn't know what to do with what she had in front of her.

"Go on, Kiss. I'm not exactly the patient type," I fisted the back of her hair and nudged her toward my painfully throbbing cock.

She twirled her tongue over the tip, and a cold shiver ran down my fucking spine at the contact. Slowly, she began to suck, and I lasted about four seconds before I came to an honest conclusion: she had absolutely no idea what she was doing.

"Fuck." I tightened my grip on her hair so she could look up at me. "Have you never taken a cock in your mouth before?"

Her red, glossy eyes held mine. She shook her head slowly.

She looked so innocent that it was almost painful to look at.

"Why?" I bit out.

"I... Uh. Jace doesn't..." She looked away, but I yanked her hair harshly, making her turn her gaze to face me again.

"Was he your first?" I asked, and she nodded hesitantly.

I regarded her a little longer and let her hair go. She looked confused when I stood up and left her on her knees.

"Where are you going?" She stood up and hurried after me, but I walked straight into the bedroom without sparing her a glance. "Wait. Did I do something wrong?"

"Get some sleep, Kisarel. You'll feel better by morning."

She was too fucking innocent for a man like me. I couldn't ruin her innocence this way.

She was quiet. Then I turned around - because the silence had a texture to it that I didn't trust - and fuck the shit out of me. Not only was she still standing there, but she had pulled off the cotton pants she was putting on, leaving her totally bare before me.

My eyes traveled to the small V between her legs, and I literally felt my resolve snap in half.

"I won't regret this. I've made up my mind..." She tried to remain more defiant than she looked, but I had finally crossed the line where I had stopped reasoning.

Rage and lust hit my bloodstream at the same time, and I crossed the room in three strides, took her face in my hands, and crashed my mouth into hers in a desperate kiss again.

The little moans she made shot straight through my cock, and it jolted awake again, a little harder this time around.

I wrapped my hand around her slender waist and pulled her flush against my chest. My palm found her breast, and the moment I cupped it, all the years I'd spent talking myself out of pulling her into my office and fucking Jace completely out of her system felt like the most expensive restraint I'd ever exercised. And it was finally worth it.

I lifted her petite frame up and led us to the bed, where I carefully placed her and climbed over her.

I parted her thighs with my legs, still exploring every corner of her warm mouth, directing my fingers to that wet, dripping spot between her legs.

The warmth and wetness there almost undid me. I sank a finger slowly into her core, and fuck, it was so tight it clenched around my finger and refused to let go.

"Sure you've been fucked before?" I whispered shakily as I began to pump in and out of her tightness, taking her rosy, beady nipples in my mouth one at a time.

She moaned and tried to close her legs against the pleasure, but I pushed them further apart and kept my finger working inside her, watching her come undone one inch at a time.

My cock felt like it was going to split from the pressure building there. The eagerness was becoming an actual problem.

I felt her walls clench harder around my finger, and I knew exactly where she was headed.

I yanked my finger out immediately, and her eyes snapped open from the emptiness she felt.

"W...why?" she breathed, desperation sitting plainly on her face without any attempt to hide it.

"My cock is a little jealous, Kiss. He can't wait to say hi to his new plaything."

I positioned my tip at her entrance, and she shuddered, placing both hands against my chest.

"Scared?" I said almost in a moan, and she nodded hesitantly.

I smiled - and from the way her eyes tracked the expression, I could tell she hadn't seen that particular thing on my face before.

I took her both hands in mine, securing them above her head, "Don't worry. You'll get used to it. Just keep your eyes on me."

She needed, but I paused for a second.

"Are you sure about this?" I asked her, even though I wouldn't pull back if she says no. "If we do this, there'll be no going back."

"Yes, sir." She replied, and somehow, that response made my cock thicken further in response, which at this point felt almost involuntary.

I could only hope she knew what she was committing to, because the moment I claim her, the whole world, including Jace, loses its claim on her.

She becomes mine.