Synopsis:From a broken home, Victoria Wright
knows how to survive. Realizing at a young age that her looks attracted men,
she learned how to manipulate and seduce men to make it. Working as a high
class hooker, to a stripper, to a bartender, Victoria has been making good
money for years. Until her best friend and husband
die in a car accident, leaving Victoria the caretaker of their eight year old
daughter. Convinced her wild life is not good enough for Kendall, Victoria
manages to get a position at Townsend Realty Co. Her attraction to Mr.
Townsend, Mr. Hurley’s step-brother, is instantaneous and overwhelming. But,
after five years of nothing but professionalism, Victoria is convinced he wants
nothing to do with her romantically. When money
tightens, however, Victoria finds herself dragged back
into her old life. Mr. Townsend understands her need for more money, and
propositions her…Be with him and only him for weekly cash. It’s an offer she
can’t or doesn’t want to refuse. But, what happens when a
woman who has only had sex for
money finds herself falling in love with her
powerful, wealthy, handsome boss? What happens when the money is no
longer enough?
Find out in Office Perks with Miss
Victoria Wright, Mr. Townsend, and a cast of lovable characters. Cameos from
the Hurley family found in SL Siwik’s Winning Back
series.
Office
Perks, and
Sirens and Sweethearts are soon to be released.
I am a chocoholic. I have reserve stashes strewn
about my house.
I grew up horse-back riding and competed
seriously. Instead of turning pro, I went to college
instead.
My
favorite color is purple.
I have thirteen piercings on my body-9 in my ears,
1 in my nose, 1 in my labret, 2 in my belly button.
Large crowds make me nervous.
Miss Victoria Wright
I missed him. He had been
gone
away too long, even though I know why he had to be away. Without
him here
for the week, I am so caught up on work that I’m actually
ahead. But,
because he wasn’t here, he is now weeks behind. I
gaze into his office longingly, wanting to feel connected to him again. A week
felt like eternity without his touch. Should I leave him be, or let him know
just how much I need him? Worst case scenario, he says no. Right now,
that’s not enough to stop me. I unbutton the top three
buttons of my dress shirt. Knowing that he doesn’t have an
appointment for two more hours, I walk into his
office. Glancing up from his computer, he questions me with his eyes. Smiling,
I slide across his desk, placing my heels down on the sides of his
chair armrest, giving
him a peek of my panties. Blaze stops typing,
glancing up at me with a gaze so heated, my insides clench in
excitement.
My fingers run down his red silk tie. “I’ve really missed you,” I say, my voice full of longing. His hands glide up my thighs tenderly caressing me before he grabs at my flesh, unable to hide his sexual frustration. I pout. “I had no one to tell me what to do all week.” Yanking on his tie, I pull him closer to me as I whisper in his ear, “And you know a woman like me shouldn’t be left unsupervised.”
My fingers run down his red silk tie. “I’ve really missed you,” I say, my voice full of longing. His hands glide up my thighs tenderly caressing me before he grabs at my flesh, unable to hide his sexual frustration. I pout. “I had no one to tell me what to do all week.” Yanking on his tie, I pull him closer to me as I whisper in his ear, “And you know a woman like me shouldn’t be left unsupervised.”
His brow lifts at my statement as a
smile graces his lips.
“Do
you need to be put back in your
place, Miss Wright?”
A violent shiver rips through my body. Yes,
Blaze, take me. I miss your touch so much.
He wraps his belt around my wrists,
securing it tightly. “Green light?” he asks, his
hand trailing down my raised
arm.
Releasing a shaky breath, I reply,
“Green fucking light, Blaze.”
He chuckles, stroking hair out of my
face. “You really have missed me.”
“You have no idea. I missed you every
single second since you left.” I wait for what he will do next while I remain
helpless and bound on his desk.
Blaze yanks the open lapels of my
shirt back, exposing my breasts. I gasp at his
forcefulness while deft fingers move down the clasped buttons,
undoing them in
seconds flat. “You have
haunted my sleep for a week straight, Victoria. I have had no peace since I
left. Not. One. Second. Of. Peace.”
My heart hammers in my chest as
my body aches for more of his touch. “I’m sorry,
sir.”
“You’re going to be sorry, that’s for
sure.” His teeth scrape along my shoulder
before he yanks my hair back hard. My body bows to his force as I gasp loudly.
“No more talking unless it’s green, yellow, or red,” he instructs. Whimpering
in excitement, I nod my head as his teeth nip my ear lobe.
Blaze squeezes both my breasts hard
before massaging them. He picks me up by my waist, and turns
me around. Sitting down in his chair, he pulls me down with him. Gently, he
places my restrained arms around his
head. I
can’t see
him, making it
all the more exciting. It’s also frustrating, too, because I want to look into
his eyes, to see his heated gaze. Peering
out into the office, the front door is in
sight. If anyone walks in, they will see me exposed-
naked and pliant on his lap. I hear his ragged breath in my ear and
I feel so close to him after a week of his absence while nestled against his hard chest. Blaze
hooks his fingers underneath my bra straps and yanks them down off my
shoulders.
“Mmm. I see you dressed for me,”
he says, glancing down at my sheer lace bra with burgundy embroidery. I nod,
whimpering as he fondles my breast. His hand slides underneath my bra cup,
curving around my swell as he cups my breast before pulling it out.
Tweaking my nipple, he twirls it around in my fingertips. And just as my nipple
pebbles under his touch, he lets go, and my body cries out for his touch. He
grabs my breast tightly, as his other hand slaps my nipple hard, and then
strokes it in a caressing manner. I gasp in shock, but he
pauses…
“Green,” I wail out, as my panties dampen in
excitement.
“Very nice,” he murmurs at the matching
thong, thigh highs, and garter strap. His fingers run along the lace at the top
of my stockings towards my inner thighs and I sigh at how gentle his touch his.
Without warning, he yanks my legs apart wide, so I’m spread
out on his lap.
"You will stay like this, because all
of this is mine. Do you understand?” he says in my ear while his hand strokes me over my
panties.
I am so aroused that I can barely
speak. “Yes, sir.”
“Say it.” He strokes me more aggressively
now.
“Tell me that you’re mine.”
I whimper. Trying to speak, I stammer
out, “I’m yours, Blaze. All of me.”
“Good girl,” he murmurs as he bends my
arms, slipping them off his
neck. Bending my upper body over the side of the chair, he sucks my nipple. I feel the pull in
my arms and ache in my back from being bowed in this awkward position, but I
love it. I relish the ache in my muscles. I know it means the release will only
be better. His neck is right by my mouth. I can’t stop myself as I lean in
nipping his skin, wanting a kiss. His tongue
stops laving my sensitive flesh, and he
slaps me hard across my nipple. I cry out as my clit throbs. “Did I tell you to
touch me?”
“Sorry, sir,” I breathe out in
frustration.
“For that, you’ll be
punished.” I glance up, watching him in frustration,
taking off his neck tie. My body
shivers in excitement as he slides it over my eyes, the soft
silk kissing my skin. He tightens the excess so
that it is tight over my eyes.
“Keep misbehaving and I’ll keep you
laid out on my desk all day while I work. You can listen to my fingers typing
on the keyboard as you ache for my touch. Believe it.”
I want to have this man’s children the
second those words roll of his tongue.
Left in suspense, I wait for what will
come next. Blaze has me, his hard cock now pressed against
my ass. His hand
gently wraps around my neck and holds me still, while he waits
patiently…
“Yellow,” I say, though not feeling
frightened, “No tighter, please.” I’m not scared or turned off by what he’s
doing, but I have been choked to the point of passing out. It is a horrifying
feeling.
His other hand runs up my
spine underneath my
shirt, his touch so loving and
intimate against
my naked skin. Blaze then lets go of my throat and yanks my
hair back.
His finger slips beneath my panties,
as his tongue twirls around my nipple. As his digit dips
inside me, he smiles. “Someone enjoys the boss being back.”
I shake with
need, desire, yearning…he’s going to
torture me to death with waiting as my thighs slicken with my
desire. His
fingers pull my panties to the side, exposing my swollen
lips.
“So beautiful,” he rasps out, his
voice full of emotion before his fingertips
slide across my lips. “Keep your
legs spread apart or I’ll stop,” he warns, and I spread
my legs wider.
His fingers glide between my sex
before they widen, spreading me apart, exposing my clit to him. They
swirl round in a circular motion, slow,
almost lazily.
“I’ve been denied you for a long time,
Miss Wright. So, you’ll accept me taking my time.” His words are husky, full of
emotion.
“Yes, sir. Whatever
you desire.” I never
want this love affair to
end.
His fingers slip inside me as I fight
back a loud groan. I know if I make a
sound, I’ll be punished with his hands off of me. Fingers slip inside me, and
he knows my body so well by now, he instantly brushes against the places inside
me that make me wild with need. I can feel his hardened erection against
my body, hear his labored breaths. I know he wants
to be inside me just as much as I want him to. But, he wants to give me this
first. He
always wants to give me.
My hips start grinding against his fingers
inside me, forcing him to move faster. His other hand holds my hip down
forcefully. I try not to protest.
“Control yourself or I’ll
stop.”
I bite my lower lip to keep
from reacting verbally as the phone rings. I’m not exactly in
a position to answer it now. Blaze picks me up and lays me over the desk, my
belly and breasts against the unyielding mahogany wood.
With my eyes still covered, I hear,
“Townsend Realty Company. Mr. Townsend speaking. How may I
help you?”
Hearing him answer his own phone,
because me, the secretary, is bound ass up over his desk arouses me to the
point of
nearly coming.
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