I reach down. Pull it over my head. Drop it on the floor.
His pupils dilate. He looks me up and down slowly, stopping to marvel at my matching bra and panties. Black mesh. The sexiest thing I own. "You wore that for me, angel?"
"Yes."
"To torture me?"
"To please you." I push off the wall. Press my body against his. One hand around his waist, the other against his cock. "That's all I want, sir. I want to please you." I rub him over his jeans. Softly at first.
Then hard enough he groans.
"Is that what you want, sir?" I keep the same pressure. "Do you want me to wear lingerie for you?"
He nods.
"To strip for you?"
He nods.
"To cause this… situation." I find his zipper. Pull it down.
"Fuck."
"I make you hard."
"And leave me that way." He brings his hand to my ass. Pulls my body into his. "Bad girl."
"What is it you say?" I almost break character. "Great power. Great responsibility."
"Fuck." He does break character. He chuckles, shaking his head. "Don't make me laugh."
"Why not?"
"Bad girl." He says it in his usual voice. The one that's all teasing.
"I am." I slip my hand into his jeans. Rub him over his boxers. Only that one tiny layer of fabric between my hand and his cock. "But you already know that."
He nods.
"You love that I drive you crazy."
"Yeah."
"That I make you hard."
"Yeah."
"And leave you to wait and wait and wait… until I release you." I find the opening in his boxers. Run my thumb over his tip.
"Fuck," he breathes.
"You want this."
He nods.
"I'm doing it for you, sir." I look up at him. "Because I want to please you." I run my thumb over him again. Then I release him. Shift back enough to do away with my bra.
His eyes go wide as I slide off my panties.
"You are right. It's cruel… to cause this situation and leave you alone with it."
"It is." He nods. "You have great power—" He almost laughs.
"Great responsibility." I smile. It's funny. It's ridiculous. But there's enough truth in it it's really fucking hot.
I do drive Oliver wild. I do make him hard. And he does suffer with pent-up desire until he finally fucks himself.
And now—
"I've wound you tight." I bring my hand to his t-shirt. Pull it over his head.
He tosses it aside. "Made me hard."
I nod. "Made you fuck yourself thinking of me. Again and again." I find his waistband. Undo the button. "Tortured you again and again."
He nods.
"And now I'm asking for a favor. I should be asking for forgiveness." I push his jeans off his hips. Then the boxers. "I should beg you. For the privilege of releasing you."
"You should."
I press my lips to his as I wrap my hand around his cock.
He slips his tongue into my mouth as I pump him with a steady stroke.
Again.
And again.
Until he's groaning against my mouth. And rocking his hips to meet me.
He pulls back with a sigh. "You should." He motions to the jacket on the table. A cushion. For my knees. "You should beg for it."
I nod. Step back to grab the jacket. Drop it at his feet.
Bend.
Fall on to it. "Please." I run my thumb over his tip. "May I please suck you off?"
"Fuck." His hand curls around the back of my head. "Luna—"
"Please, Oliver."
"You don't—"
"I know." I look up at him. "I want to." I shift back into character. "I want the privilege of releasing you." I'm not saying it to play this game. I do. I really fucking do.
He nods.
"Of making you come."
"Fuck." His hand knots in my hair. "You lead, angel. Show me exactly how much you want me."
I wrap my fingers around his cock. Hold him in place as I bring my lips to his tip.
A soft brush. Enough to tease him. To taste him.
Salt and soap and something all Oliver.
Then a little harder.
Harder.
Enough, he shudders.
I look up at him as I wrap my lips around him.
His blue eyes fill with the perfect mix of need and satisfaction. Then his eyelids flutter closed. His head falls to the left. His fingers dig into my scalp.
I watch pleasure spread over his expression as I take him deeper.
There's something about the feel of him in my mouth. The taste of his skin. The sense of power.
Yes, I'm naked, on my knees, in the locked office at his work.
But I'm the one driving him out of his mind. I'm the one bringing him bliss. I'm the one in