The CEO Is Obsessed With Me

LUKE

The amusement at Aurelia’s discomfort had carried me through the meeting.

It was safe to say I was having the best time of my life. Watching her squirm, trying so hard to maintain her composure while the vibrator hidden in her panties did its work, was a thrill I hadn’t anticipated. I must commend her resilience, even as I subtly increased the power of the vibrator, she kept her whimpers at a minimum, and it only made me more intrigued by her.

Only I could hear her, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I glanced at her occasionally, and each time she met my gaze, her eyes pleaded for me to stop. But how could I? When the fun had only just begun.

This was just the tip of the iceberg, a sweet dose of more that was to come.

I had a solid plan. I wanted to get rid of that bastard coworker of hers, but when she stepped up to defend him, challenging me in the process, I lost my patience.

Aurelia never failed to make me lose all manner of tolerance I had built up over the years. I couldn’t stand the thought of another her being near her, and she’d crossed all borders by letting that bastard in her house.

I had warned her, but she chose to ignore me. It was a real shame, but now she’ll have to pay the price. I wanted her to suffer a little bit, just a little bit. To remind her of her place, she had a bad habit of forgetting.

She forgot that I called the shots. She was just a plaything, a tool at my disposal, and I was ready to educate her in the best way possible. This was just the basic class, and I was an excellent teacher indeed.

Her frantic breaths were like music to my ears, and my chest swelled with pride as she hissed through her teeth, her legs quivering and threatening to give out.

I was glad she followed my instructions, even if she failed to be thoroughly obedient. The fear I had instilled in her paid off.

I didn’t intend to make her my assistant, she was a formidable designer, one of the best my company has ever had, but how would I teach her if she wasn’t near me? She had just signed the contract, and now she was legally bound to me.

And no, it wasn’t because I fantasized about how it’ll feel to fuck her against my desk, taking her through those moderate yet elegant dresses I got her. It wasn’t because of that.

As the meeting wrapped up my business partners lined out, leaving with some brief greetings and firm handshakes. From the corner of my eye, I saw her hesitate before making her move. She stepped in front of me, blocking my path as I headed for the exit, her eyes burning with a mix of anger and something deeper. I couldn’t help but smirk.

“You’re in my way,” I said, my tone dripping with sarcasm. “Or do need anything, Miss Ravenwood?”

She didn’t respond. Instead, she stepped closer, her eyes locked onto mine with an intensity that made my pulse quicken. Before I could react, she grabbed my tie and yanked me down to her level, pressing her lips against mine in a fierce, almost desperate kiss.

The shock of it froze me for a moment, but the heat and urgency of her kiss soon took over. It was a clash of tongues and teeth, raw and electrifying. But then, just as abruptly, she pulled back, her eyes glistening with unshed tears.

Fuck. That sight. I went hard as a rock

“Why?” her voice trembled, her grip on my tie tightening as her hot breath fanned against my tingling lips. “Do you enjoy toying with me?”

Without warning, she shoved me against the wall with shocking strength, giving me no chance to reply as her body moulded into mine. For a brief moment, I was caught off guard, reminded of the time she pounced on me at the gala, the mix of anger and frustration in her eyes was also the same.

I was lost in her fiery gaze, but then I felt her hand move toward my pocket, and I immediately understood her goal. She was trying to get the remote.

I grabbed her wrist just in time, pulling back and holding the remote high above her head. My fingers moved quickly, and she jerked as the vibrations shook her, causing her eyes to widen, swirling with an emotion that made my heart race.

“Nice try,” I murmured, my voice low and filled with mock praise. “But you’re not getting off that easily.”

Aurelia collapsed against my chest. I flinched as she let her moans ring loudly, stiffening as her plush breasts pressed against my chest. She looked up at me, in a daze of pleasure and need. I swallowed hard, my brows furrowing as I caught a hint of a smirk on her face, an expression that sent a jolt of anticipation through me.

Before I could react, she pressed her hand against my crotch, palming me with deliberate, teasing pressure. The sudden arousal that surged through me was instant and undeniable.

“I can do to you what you do to me,” she whispered darkly, her voice a sultry challenge. I inhaled sharply through my nose as her hands slid against my length, rubbing me through my trousers, her touch firm and unrelenting. I fought back a groan, not willing to let her win as I struggled to maintain my composure.

“You might have the upper hand, but I’m not a pushover.”

In just a few seconds, the tables turned. She was giving me a taste of my own medicine, and damn if it didn’t feel incredible.

I was certain that she had an alter ego, a side of her that only comes out when she’s pushed to the edge, on the brink of undiluted pleasure. A side only I could bring out of her. It was fascinating. Aurelia…. this woman was daring, bold, and utterly captivating.

For a moment, we were locked in a silent battle of wills, her hand working me over with expert precision. My body reacted despite myself, hardening under her touch. When I almost reached my peak, I threw my head back against the wall, jaw clenching. I couldn’t help the groan that escaped my lips, one that made her quicken her pace.

My body moved on its own accord, grinding my hips against her palm for more friction. It felt so good. So good it made me forget what I had intended to do to her from the start. I wanted to feel her skin against mine, to touch me raw, and maybe have her pretty lips wrapped around my dick, with her tongue sliding against me, coaxing me with her saliva as I thrust deep into her throat.

The mental image made me twitch and jerk in my pants. Fuck I was going to come.

Lost in the pleasure, I loosened my grip on the remote.

Aurelia seized the opportunity, reaching out and snatching it from my hand. Before I could fully process what was happening, she denied me my release, stepping back with the remote held triumphantly.

With a swift, decisive motion, she smashed the remote against the ground, crushing it under her heels for dramatic effect. The device shattered, the sound echoing in the now empty room.

My smile came slow, the memory of her doing the same thing at the gala flashing in my mind. The only difference was that she wasn’t naked and straddling me.Exclusive © material by Nô(/v)elDrama.Org.

I wished she was.

Aurelia stepped back, her chest heaving, eyes flashing with a mix of anger and victory.

“With all due respect, Mr. CEO,” she said, her voice was strained as she finally had the chance to catch her breath, “I hope you’ll refrain from such public acts in the future. I may be your assistant, but I won’t stand for any more humiliation. Two can play it that way. Sir.”

Her words hung in the air, each one a challenge and a promise. She turned and walked away, leaving me standing there, aroused and greatly amused. The shattered remote lay on the floor, a testament to her defiance.

My gaze shifts to my stiff erection, the large bulge pulsing with aching need as it was left unattended. Blue balls.

She fucking left me with blue balls.

I laughed to myself as I watched her retreating figure, a strange blend of excitement and anticipation coursing through me.

My darling was definitely not a pushover.

I liked it.

This was going to be an interesting game, indeed. As I straightened my tie and smoothened my blazer, I realized that the challenge she posed was exactly what I had been craving.