The sound of her heels echoed through the empty corridors of the office building as she made her way to the elevators. As she waited for the doors to open, she felt his presence behind her. The familiar scent of his cologne mingled with the musky odor of his own arousal.
Without a word, he pressed her up against the wall of the elevator and slipped his hand under her skirt to explore the wetness between her thighs. She gasped and arched into his touch, her body responding to him as it all the time did.
The doors opened to the executive floor, and he led her out into the spacious corner office that was his domain. The room was dimly lit, the only illumination coming from the city lights outside the windows.
He pushed her down onto the leather sofa and stood before her, his eyes stripping away her clothing until she felt completely naked before him.
“You’re mine,” he said, his voice thick with possessiveness. “You belong to me, body and soul.”
“Yes, sir,” she responded, her arousal building at the sound of his commanding voice.
He moved closer to her, his hand reaching down to caress her breasts through her blouse. She moaned, her hips undulating against the firm pressure of his thigh between her legs.
He took her mouth in a fierce kiss, his tongue delving deep into the wetness of her mouth. She responded eagerly, her own tongue tangling with his as she tried to match his passion.
She felt his hand at the waistband of her panties, pulling them down and exposing her completely to his gaze. He lowered his head to her sex, flicking his tongue over her clit and slipping two fingers inside her.
She screamed, her orgasm crashing through her like a tidal wave. He continued to stroke her, bringing her to the edge of release again and again until she was moaning and pleading for mercy.
“Please,” she begged, her whole body trembling with desire.
He silenced her with another kiss, his hand traveling up to her throat as he pressed her down onto the sofa. She could feel the power of his grip, the strength of his dominance overwhelming her.
She surrendered completely to him, lost in the passion of their power play. As he took her again and again, she knew that she was his and he was hers, bound together in a fiery embrace of passion and desire.
