Ash’s pov ;
My legs felt like jelly as I awkwardly climbed onto him with my legs on either of him. I was hyper-aware of his strong thighs, the bulge straining against his pants even though he wasn’t hard.
As I settled on his lap, my own cock pressed against his abs, while adjusting myself properly, my hips slightly grinded down on him and the friction sent an enticing chill through my entire body.
His hands add the pressure on my hips causing to exhale a spin-chilling breath.
But as I waited for him to go further with his dangerous and tempting actions, he suddenly picked up, positioning on the couch with my ass in the air. "Don’t move," he ordered his voice firm.
Confused and vulnerable, I watched as he smoothly moved to his desk, rummaging through one of the cabinets.
I heard the unmistakable sound of sothing being opened and then Elijah was back at my side. He held an ointnt in his hand. Before I could ask what he was doing, he slapped my ass, the sharp sting making flinch.
"Why did you move?" he scolded in a breathy tone that made my cock twitch.
"I didn’t move, you bastard!" I cursed loudly, glaring at him over my shoulder.
"Oh, so you’re accusing of deliberately spanking you?" He opened the ointnt, the cold air from the office brushing against my exposed skin.
Adjusting my hips once again, he spread my cheeks apart. "Your hole looks red and swollen," he comnted casually as if discussing the weather.
I felt my face burn with embarrassnt, the sha of my position and his words washing over . Elijah’s fingers were firm but gentle as he began to apply the cold ointnt to my hole. The coolness was opposed to the heat of my flushed skin, making shiver involuntarily.
"You’ve turned red from your neck to your round ass."
Sucking in my questionable desires, I tried to suppress the whimper that threatened to escape. Despite everything, there was sothing almost soothing about his touch, the way he ticulously applied the ointnt.
"I thought you wanted to...," I began, but trailed off, unable to finish the sentence.
"You thought I wanted to fuck you?" His voice was sultry as if he was trying to lure into his trap. "I want to but not when your hole is swollen."
His fingers worked the ointnt into my entrance, spreading it over the sensitive area with almost clinical accuracy. "You should thank , you know," he continued. "For being so considerate."
I rolled my eyes while trying to endure the lewd sensation shooting down my cock. "Thank you? For what? Humiliating ?"
"For taking care of you," he replied, his fingers brushing against my hole one last ti. "Even when you’re too stubborn to admit you need it."
I wanted to argue, to tell him off, but the words wouldn’t co. Instead, I lay there, my body trembling with uncontrollable impulses.
Elijah finally stepped back, wiping his hands with a cloth.
"Get dressed," he ordered his tone shifting back to business-like. "We’ll talk about the blacklist."
I nodded, still too shaken to speak. As I gathered my clothes and dressed, I couldn’t shake the feeling that this was far from over.
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Elijah’s pov ;
I watched him dress, my eyes following his every movent. My plan to humiliate him had gone almost perfectly until now. Now, all that was left was to reject him and see his hopes crashing down under my feet.
But when he turned to face after fully dressed, his eyes were wide with excitent and expectation.
It made sothing shift inside .
"I’m ready now! Let’s do it!" Big eyes excitedly exclaid back at making him look like a hyper-excited puppy.
I had every intention of rejecting him, savouring the pain and frustration in his eyes. But now, as I looked at him, I found myself frozen. Those eyes—they seed so bright, so filled with raw, unguarded emotion—and sohow I found myself captivated.
I have seen him in many states: angry, desperate, humiliated. But this was different.
The way his eyes sparkled, the genuine excitent in his voice—it was almost too much. Against my better judgent, I felt sothing inside soften.
"Fine," I heard myself say, not reluctantly at all. "I’ll talk to the directors and see if they’ll offer you any roles."
"Really?" he peeked up, his hands unconsciously grabbing mine. The gesture took by surprise, the warmth of his touch sending a shock through my thoughts.
I looked down at our connected hands, then back up at his face. His eyes were shining with expectancy, his face lit up with a smile that did sothing inexplicable to my heart.
"Yes..." I nodded slowly, unable to tear my gaze away from his bright face. "Really," I said, my voice softer than I intended. "But if you fail the audition, there’s nothing I can do."
"I won’t fail," he shook his head determinedly. "I’ll work really hard. Thank you, Elijah."
That smile—God, that smile. It was alluring, and genuine, and it pierced through my defenses like nothing else. I watched him run out of the office leaving standing there, frozen.
What the hell just happened?
I planned to break him, to savour his humiliation, but instead, I had agreed to help him. I couldn’t shake the image of his excited face, the feel of his hands in mine. It bothered more than I was willing to admit.
"Damn it," I muttered to myself, still standing where he had left .
No!
I shouldn’t let my heart flutter for soone like him. But then, an idea sparked in my head. I rembered my plan—my plan to make him fall in love with , to crack him even more thoroughly.
This could be the perfect opportunity.
I glanced at the ointnt on my desk, a smirk forming on my lips.
Fuck! The way his fuckable body made lose my mind earlier is so dangerous for my mind. Every ti, I glanced at any part of his body, I would inhale deeply and dare not blink to miss any of the seconds to admire his body.
I want to see that flustered reaction of his again that seduced , I want to drink in that gorgeous face of his and that fuckable petite body. And that milky and smooth shape waist physically made drool to grab it and sneeze it down on my dick.
I picked up the ointnt and decided to deliver it personally, eager to see him squirm once more.
As I walked to his desk, my mood soured instantly when I found him engaged in a lively conversation with a male employee. Without hesitation, I walked over and loudly interrupted them.
"I hope I’m not interrupting you two."
"Good evening, sir," the employee greeted with a polite smile. He looked scared and guilty. "No, you’re not."
I barely acknowledged him, nodding indifferently. Turning to Ash, I fixed him with an intense gaze. "I’m taking you ho tonight."
He looked surprised but before he could say anything, the guy cut him off. "Do you guys live nearby?"
Ash shifted awkwardly. "Uh, yeah, his house is on the way to mine," he said, trying to sound casual.
I narrowed my eyes slightly, displeased by the lie for so reason. The employee, however, seed oblivious.
"Ash, you shouldn’t trouble Mr. Elijah. Our boss is really busy," the employee said, concerned. "I can drive you if you want."
I rolled my eyes, ready to put him in his place, but Ash quickly intervened. Just who does he think he is to take soone who belongs to ho?
"Elijah wouldn’t mind," Ash let out with a strained smile. "We also have to discuss the new drama."
"Oh," he seed convinced. Giving Ash one last nasty smile and a nod to , he left.
As soon as he was out of earshot, Ash turned to . "I saw your expression when you were looking at him.
I raised an eyebrow, my smirk returning. "Oh? And what expression would that be?"
He crossed his arms, clearly irritated. He changed too fast, just a mont ago he was all over , buttering up. "You were annoyed. Even looked jealous."
I chuckled, stepping closer to him. He really thinks he’s sothing worthy to get jealous of.
"Jealous? Why would I be jealous of so random employee?"
He t my gaze defiantly. "You tell . Your mood changed the mont you saw us talking."
I leaned in, my voice dropping to a whisper. "Maybe I didn’t like the way he was looking at you. Or the way you were smiling at him. You never learn your lesson, don’t you?"
He blinked, taken aback by the sudden admission. "Why do you care? It’s not like I’m having an affair with him."
Grabbing his hand I handed him the ointnt and tightly clutched his hand in mine making him hiss. Lowering my face to his face level, I gazed deeply into his eyes with a warning glare.
"Because you’re mine to ss with. And no one else gets to. And I dare to have an affair with anyone if you have guts."
His face flushed slightly, a mix of frustration and sothing else flickering in his eyes. "You’re so weird."
"I don’t give a damn about it. Now let’s go,"
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