Mag-log in“Call me Daddy," he whispered. .... Will the truth make or mar their union? Asher knew it was against his work ethic to fall for his younger employee, but he couldn't help it. Each interaction with Guel always leaves him needy and gripped by a forbidden desire, one he was scared to act on. What he didn't know was that beneath the exterior calmness Guel showed was a devil out to drag his pet back to the pits of hell where they belong...
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ASHER
Droplets of sweat broke out on my forehead as I leaned back on the couch, moaning as I watched the older man in the video getting taken by someone younger than him, and that caused my dick to jump. I groaned when a whip fell on the man's naked back, biting back the whimper that wanted to escape. I was getting hot and excited as I saw the scene unfold in my presence. Not for the first time, I imagined myself in the same situation as the older man, getting taken from the back by a man younger than me.
I ached to be manhandled so badly, to be whipped and gagged, to be forced on my knees, and to beg him to let me climax. I wanted so many things, but the most important was the need to have him gather me in his arms after each session and whisper sweet words to me.
I might be a masochist, but I love the thought of being held like I was a priceless porcelain doll, like a princess.
As the man in the video finally climaxed, I followed him, screaming out before I collapsed on the couch, spent, but feeling empty. My body had gotten tired of my hands. I craved something else, the feel of someone's muscular hands on me.
It was such a pity we couldn't have that. Not if I wanted to risk everything. Back in college, I had been promiscuous, living the hell out of my life, doing whatever the hell I wanted to, but it wasn't the same anymore.
Right now, I have a company, and I have to be careful of things slipping out. There was so much I had to protect and couldn't jeopardise it all just for a quick fix. My body will have to get used to my hands until I'm strong enough to do whatever I want.
However, as I looked up, I recalled the man who had caused me so much pent-up frustration from the first time I saw him. Guel Caleb Lee. A man with big hands, one I knew mine would fit in so perfectly. His muscular body always made me ache to reach out and press them, and it made me wonder how it would feel, pressing on my back as he fucked me hard.
He was now the object of my fantasy and the reason it felt like I might go mad if I didn't let him fuck me. It wasn't that easy, though. Not when the fucking man was a naïve virgin who couldn't even take a hint. He always jumped each time I touched him, making me feel bad for having such thoughts for a man with the brain of a teen.
I reached for the tissue and whipped the mess off before I put on my slacks and pressed down on the crease of my shirt. I switched the TV off and walked over to my desk, after depositing the tissue in the bin…now that I had gotten that out of the way. It's time to get back to work…
I was going to come. I could feel it building, a wave about to break, and I wanted to beg him to let me, but I couldn't speak. The pressure in my throat was too much, the black creeping in at the edges of my vision.Then he released me.Air rushed into my lungs, and I gasped, and he kept thrusting, his hand on my hip, his breath ragged and uneven. “Come for me,” he said. “Come on my cock.”I did. I came hard, my body shaking, my fingers gripping the sheets. He followed a second later, his hips stuttering, and I felt him spill inside me, hot and wet.We collapsed onto the bed, tangled together, breathless and slick with sweat. His fingers pressed into the bruise on my neck, and I winced, not from pain. From the way it made my cock twitch, half-hard again, wanting more.“Are you ready to go again?”I nodded, and his grin widened. “Is there anything you need from me again?”“I need you to fuck me until I can't walk,” I said. “I need you to choke me until I see stars. I need you to use my
ASHERJust like he asked, I didn't think about anything else while we were together. We talked about everything and nothing, and for the first time since I knew him, I realised he was a damned funny person. Spending the stolen break with him was a perfect way to calm my racing thoughts. And by evening, I had forgotten about his mum and her expectations. I drove us home after work, and Guel made dinner. I wanted us to eat out, but he insisted on making dinner for me. Who was I to refuse a good home-cooked meal? After dinner, he tidied the kitchen. We drank a bottle of champagne to celebrate the signing with B & A before I invited him to bed. He knew what I wanted, so he didn't argue as I led him to the bedroom. The second the door closed behind us, I turned to him, and he slowly started unbuttoning my shirt. His fingertips grazed my collarbone like I was made of glass. I hated it. I needed him to break something instead.I pushed his jacket off his shoulders, tugged his shirt over
He frowned. “What do you mean?”I got up from my desk and walked over to my window. “She's late,” I said at last, before I turned to look at him. “Didn't you know about that? If memory serves me right, you mentioned during your interview that you had always wanted to work for me. Didn't you at least know about your role model?” It wasn't even a secret that I grew up in the orphanage.“I…” He rubbed his hand on the back of his neck. “I knew you grew up in an orphanage before getting adopted.”“You didn't know my foster mum died a few years after I was adopted, and they thrust me back into the system before I ran away at 17 after high school, and worked to put myself through college?”He blinked. “I didn't know about that.” He frowned. “You hardly mentioned your past during interviews. I only knew about your rocky childhood and you growing up in an orphanage. That's all I know about you.”“I see.” I returned to my desk and took the ice cream cup. “Well, now you know. So...” I looked at
Turns out I wasted my nervousness. I didn't get to see Mr Black. Who was I kidding? Why would Mr Black, the acclaimed richest man in the entire country, want to meet with me? Even though I was among the wealthiest bachelors, I was still levels below him. The only good thing was I got to sign the contract. Guel was right. My proposal was accepted. His secretary, Maxwell, approved it. He told me his boss had permitted him to accept anything I brought over. It seemed he really owed Guel and his mother a lot of favours if he was willing to do anything Guel asked.“Why don't we celebrate this milestone tonight, at your house?” Guel asked the moment we got into the car. We only spent a few minutes in Mr Black's office. After the proposal was signed, there was no reason to linger since Mr Black wasn't around.“Why not?”He grinned. “Are you up for it?”“For what?”He looked down at my arse, and my cheeks coloured. “What the fuck do you think of all the time?”“You,” he said without even th
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