I do so love hickies, makes me feel like a painted canvas <3

Sassy knew she was running late, but walking past the coffee shop without grabbing a chai tea latte in her travel mug was just not a possibility. Mondays were chaos, there was a no doubt overflowing email inbox, various voice messages and a demanding boss all awaiting her, she needed the damn energy.

She breathed in the smell of coffee and tea and sighed happily as she stood in the queue. After a mad dash down the road, she straightened her blazer and attempted to tame her now flyaway hair in the lift mirror.

Grumbling under her breath she stopped suddenly at the sight of the now fading Hickey low on her neck, mostly hidden by her shirt. With a slight blush she pressed down on it, biting back a moan at the delicious sting of slight pain. She adored Hickie’s, love bites, nips, whatever you wanted to call them. Especially the ones that lasted, like little stings of good memories that she got a rush of pleasure from. She had all the time loved certain types of pain but Hickie’s just made her shiver with desire.

The lift opened suddenly, her boss Karn standing outside looking as surprised as she when he saw her hand on the Hickey still. His eyes darkened slightly and he coughed into his hand. She startled, blushed and dashed out apologizing.

Rushing to her desk she was flushed bright red, leading to her friend Tasha laughing at the next desk over “What happened to you? you look like a tomato”. Sassy didn’t dignify that with a reply, merely glared and settled down to work.

Just before lunch she was called to her bosses’ office, he sat watching his amazing view over the seat as she walked in. He was a handsome man, just a couple of years her senior, with wavy dark hair that all the time looked boyish even when he tried to tame it with wax, bright green eyes and a smile that was rarely seen but was terribly infectious. His skin was a gorgeous golden tan, even years after he had left Thailand he was still seemingly kissed by the sun. He was divorced last year and ever since all the women, and some of the men in the office were trying to catch his attention, seemingly to no avail.

Sassy probably would have joined them if she wasn’t being well satisfied by a female friend with advantages who would regularly visit once a month and make her very happy. As it was, she just enjoyed looking, his strong muscled arms were all the time a favourite of hers. On show today in a light blue shirt that pulled taught around them.

She had failed to sense his attention shifting and he chuckled lowly “Sassy, I just wanted to have a chat with you about office rules and dress code”

Sassy jumped and looked down at her trousers, shirt and blazer, not seeing anything indecent or out of place.

“I suggest if your lover is going to leave such tokens on your skin, that you wear your shirt more buttoned up and wear one that has better cover, its inappropriate if a business partner or client sees you with such marks”.

Her annoyance shows in her eyes and he stops when he looks up and she is glowering.

Sassy is known for her calm demeanour usually, unlike her namesake, but she stalks right up to his desk and slams her hands down on them.

“I think, Sir, that what marks I have on my skin are none of your damn business, I don’t see you giving Sean the same talk when he walks in covered with rugby bruises? Yet because mine are a result of passion you deem it ok to comment on them?” She seethed and he stood shocked.

He straightened his blazer and growled under his breath “I think it would do for you to remember I am your Boss and as such you should mind your words”

She just grew angrier and leaned over his desk “I think, you’re jealous, not got anyone warming your bed currently Boss?”. That was the last straw and he stormed around the desk and into her personal space, she shivered with need and her eyes were hooded as she looked at him, telegraphing what she really wanted.

He tilted his head and she muttered “Go on then” and he gripped her shoulders pushing her against the panelled wall of his office. His big hands gripping her shoulders he looked suddenly shocked at himself, so she took action herself. Leaning forward and kissing him, biting his lower lip and leaning back to grin. He instantly kissed her back, soon licking at her lips until she allowed him in and he kissed her so damn thoroughly she was left panting for breath against the wall, watching him.

He sighed and ran a hadn’t through his hair.

“We Shouldn’t…”

She sighed “Just, please, forget about what’s appropriate and do what you want to, i can assure you I want it too”

He tutted “Don’t you have a lover?”

She laughed “No, just a friend that visits monthly, I’m up for another friend who is nearer to home though, no strings”.

He nodded “Ok, but this has to be kept quiet or we could both lose our jobs”

She smiled and agreed.

After the making out in the office that week, that went no further thanks to an crucial phone call interrupting them. They fell into a sort of occasional fumbling about in the office, furthest they had gotten was her giving him a hand job in the copy room after hours and him fingering her in his office, smirking as she left on wobbly legs afterwards.

It took two weeks before he bought up what she knew he had wanted to, the Hickie’s. He had kissed down her neck, pulling apart her shirt to suck and nibble at the sweet spot where neck connected to shoulder and she moaned louder than expected. The delicious tight pull and wet heat of his mouth making her shiver.

He looked up in curiosity “You really get off on this hmm? is it the pain?”

She smirked “Kind of, I love getting them and i love the feel of them for days after, it just gets me hot all over again, I came from getting them all over my body once. Plus, I kind of like the thrill of others catching a brief glimpse of them too and knowing what I’ve been up to”.

He seemed to consider this and then with a devious smile he leaned up into her space, running his nose along her neck gently,

she smiled until he suddenly bit her shoulder, sucking and then licking at it gently. She had flinched and warned him not to break skin. But the deep pleasurable painful ache made her grind against his thigh, suddenly pushed between her thighs. He kissed and licked at her skin after taking off her shirt, giving her a Hickey in the most unexpected places, the excitement of not knowing where he would do it next made her even hotter. It was when he reached her neck again and bit her over the previous bite that her back bowed away from the wall and she came hard after grinding into his thigh.

She was left flushed against the wall, aching little bruises of pleasure pain all across her neck, shoulders and torso. She could already feel the double one on her neck would be a hell of bruise, especially on her porcelain pale skin. But it was in a place she could cover it. He looked feral at how much of a mess he had made of her just with Hickie’s.

Later, after bringing him off with her hand and waltzing back to her desk she smiled at the reflection in her pc screen. Her cheeks had a red blush and just under her white shirt she could see a blue and black bruise blooming on her neck and shoulder. Pressing on it slightly she rubbed her legs together and bit her lip, well and truly satisfied just by these little bites.

They never fucked, but they kept each other sated, by him giving her little bites on the regular and she giving him hand jobs or letting him rut against her thighs or ass, dry humping her and ruining her tights or stockings by Cumming all over them. She would sit in meetings feeling the gorgeous throb of those Hickie’s under her shirt and smirk at the heat in his eyes across the room.

They came very close to being discovered the one day when she had slipped on leggings and he had her spread over his desk, rutting against her as he bit and sucked the back of her neck, he moaned as she shivered. Luckily, they heard footsteps by the door and she knelt beneath his desk, it hid his lower body and she gently ran a finger up and down his cock as he tried to keep composed and tell the supervisor to report to him later that afternoon. She was soon dragged back onto his desk as he rutted furiously against her, pulling her hair and spanking her. With one last bite to her shoulder, he came all over her leggings and she came against the desk.

After cleaning up in his bathroom and slipping back into her work dress she sat back at her desk, bites aching and feeling like an extremely lucky lady.