Little Black Book(40)

“Like that, sweetheart.”

When I removed my hand, she kept going. Once she got the hang of it and her wrist starting working in circles, I was clutching the desk behind me. Her breathing sped up with mine and I watched as her tits moved up and down with her breaths. I was getting closer and closer. I knew it wouldn’t be long before I came hard and fast into her hand.

“Stop, baby. I’m going come,” I said, grabbing her hand to stop her movements.

“Isn’t that the point?” she asked.

I considered letting her continue, but there was more fun to be had.

“Yeah, but when I do I want it to be in your mouth.”

“You’re so vulgar.”

“That I am. Don’t worry, you’ll learn to love it.”

She backed away from me, but I followed her step for step, until she ran into my desk.

“Will I?” she swallowed hard.

Her eyes were dilated and her heart was beating so hard I could see the slight pulse on the side of her neck.

“You definitely will.” Reaching up, I ran a finger over that pulse and she tensed. “Are you afraid of me, Jessica?” I leaned in close.

“Should I be?” she asked.

Chuckling softly to myself, I moved so close my lips brushed along the rim of her ear. “Unequivocally.”

“In that case, I am.” Her deep breathing was hard in my ear.

Leaning back, I took in her flushed face, glazed over eyes, and moist lips. “Let’s play a game,” I said, running my fingers up her tense back.

“What kind of game?”

“It’s called Sebastian says.”

“That’s not a real game,” she rolled her eyes.

“Sebastian says be quiet,” I said.

The side of her mouth lifted in a tiny smile.

Moving back, I took her in from head to toe. “Sebastian says take your top off.”

She fidgeted. “Sebastian, I…”

I held up a hand. “Sebastian didn’t say speak. So far, you’re terrible at this game.” I moved to the couch and took a seat. “Let’s try this again. Sebastian says take off your top.”

Closing her eyes, she lifted her shirt from the bottom and pulled it over her head. I wasn’t surprised to see that her nipples were rock hard beneath her bra. As much as she hated to admit it, she was turned on. She was slowly beginning to thrive on being controlled, exactly like I’d hoped she would.

My eyes moved over her bra and down her flat stomach.

“Take off your bra,” I said.

Without thinking, she moved her arms behind her and snapped her bra, letting it fall off her arms and to the floor.

“Tsk, tsk, naughty girl. I didn’t say Sebastian says,” I grinned.

“Dammit,” she whispered.

Laughing, I continued. “I would leave you as is, but you need a punishment. Sebastian says take off your skirt.”

Dipping her thumbs into the top of her skirt, she pulled it down, letting it pool around her feet. She stepped out of it, kicking it to the side.

Standing there in just her panties, she held her head high even though I could tell she was nervous. Already, she’d come a long way. I was strangely proud of her.

“Sebastian says touch yourself.”

In that moment, I realized I’d been right about Jessica since the moment I’d met her. She was the seductive Jessica Rabbit. It just hadn’t been nurtured and pulled out of her.

While most women would have went straight to touching their pussy, Jessica didn’t. Without even realizing she was doing it, she seduced me. Starting at her neck, she ran her hands down the sides until they met in the front, just below her throat.

Her eyes remained on mine as she slowly worked her fingers down over her breasts, and running them over her nipples.

I swallowed hard as she pinched each peak before her hands continued their path down to her stomach. When she was beginning to enjoy it, she closed her eyes and put her head back. Her hands moved lower, hovering over her panty line in a teasing manner that made it hard to stay seated.

And then she was ever so carefully dipping her fingertips into the waist of her panties. I swallowed and leaned forward, waiting for the moment she touched herself for me.

Vick chose that moment to come busting into my office.

The sensual veil lifted and Jessica darted for her shirt to cover herself.

“Fuck!” I said, standing from the couch. I didn’t even try to hide my raging hard on. “What is it?”

Vick stood there staring at us with a gapped mouth. “Was she stripping? Since when is that enough for you?”

Jessica’s shoulders dropped and for the first time ever, I wanted to reach out and slap the shit out of Vick.

“Get the fuck out!” I bellowed.