The Temptation Game

ALEKSANDR

Kaia was a temptation I couldn’t resist.

Work had been my main focus for the past week, but the desire to touch, taste, and lose myself in Kaia was becoming unbearable. I wanted to see how long she could resist me, and if she craved me as much as I craved her.

And my little kitten didn’t let me down. She was the one who approached me first, her eyes pleading for me to claim her.

I had to fight the urge to let my satisfaction show, or to throw her onto my couch and lose myself in her. Even Niko’s teasing about my sour mood didn’t deter me from my plan.

And now, here she was, laid out before me like a banquet.

There was a hint of hesitation in her eyes when I asked her to lie back. But I knew she wanted to please me, to be the perfect submissive, so she did as I asked.

My arousal was palpable as I admired her, my fingers tracing her intimate folds just as the phone rang.

“Stay still, kotik, and don’t make a sound. I need to take this call,” I instructed, watching her eyes widen as I put the call on speaker.

“Don Santiago, punctual as always,” I said casually, spreading Kaia’s legs wider over the arms of my chair. Her scent was intoxicating, a mix of sweetness and spice that had me salivating.

She shook her head, embarrassed because she knew Santi, but I ignored her and planted a soft kiss on her inner thigh. She sighed and let her head fall back onto the table.

I smiled against her skin and repeated the gesture on her other thigh.

“Pakhan, you’re a tough man to reach,” Santi’s deep voice echoed in the room. “I’ve been trying to arrange this call for weeks.”

I watched Kaia’s eyes roll back in pleasure as I teased her, my fingers circling her sensitive spot.

“I’ve been busy,” I responded. “In fact, I have a pressing matter on my desk that needs my attention, so let’s make this quick.”

Kaia shot me a glare, which I suppressed a laugh at.

Santi got straight to the point.

“I wanted to discuss the recent shipments from Guatemala. The ones we’ve been holding for you.”

I frowned at the phone, but my fingers didn’t stop their teasing.

“What about them?”

“My men found a crate with girls inside. Some of them are as young as five.”

Kaia gasped, and I quickly looked at her, watching as she covered her mouth.

I hoped Santi hadn’t heard that, for his own good.

I slid two fingers inside her, causing her hips to jerk off the desk. My other arm held her down.

“What did you do with the girls?” My voice was rough, and I had to clear it as I watched Kaia squirm on my desk.

“Lia and Mari are working with Sloane to help them find their families. The others will go into foster care,” Santi explained. “I need to know what you want me to do with the Guatemalans.”

I knew what I wanted, but I didn’t want Kaia to hear it. She didn’t need to see this side of me.

I added another finger, increasing the pace, as my thumb pressed against her sensitive spot. Kaia bit her fist to stifle her cries.

“Leave them to me,” I told Santi.

With my free hand, I pushed up Kaia’s T-shirt to caress her breast over her lace bra.

Kaia’s thighs trembled, and the flush on her thighs and cheeks told me she was close.

“I have to go, Santi. I’ll update you next week.”

Santi seemed to hesitate on the other end of the line.

“All right,” he finally responded. “Please send my regards to Kaia.”

Hearing her name, Kaia’s head shot up, her lips parting as if she was about to let go.

~Hold on~ I silently urged her.

She leaned on the desk, her head falling back over her shoulders as she continued to move with my fingers.

“Give my best to Lia as well,” I said, ending the call before he could respond.

In a flash, I was unbuckling my belt and pushing my pants down. One moment I was leaning over the desk, the next I was inside Kaia’s tight, wet warmth.

Kaia screamed as her body convulsed.

I could feel her inner muscles tightening around me, fighting the urge to climax, wanting to prolong this sensation.

But then she reached down, her nails digging into my skin as our bodies moved together rhythmically. This woman. She made me feel primal.

“~Who do you belong to~?” I asked, moving her hands to rest on either side of her hips.

Kaia gasped as I hit that sweet spot inside her.

“~You.~”

A warm feeling spread through my chest, a feeling I recognized as satisfaction.

“No other man will ever touch you, Kaia,” I declared. “No other man will ever be inside you. Do you understand?”

Kaia’s cries filled the room as she climaxed again, and still I moved inside her, driven by an insatiable need.

I leaned forward, biting her nipple through her clothes.

“Do you understand, kotik?”

“Yes!” she cried out. “Yes, I understand.”

I buried my face in her neck, grinding against her as I released deep inside her.

I could feel my clothes sticking to my skin when I finally moved away from Kaia.

Her eyes were closed, as if she was asleep, but I saw her wince when I finally pulled out. My body reacted as if it longed to be back inside her. If I had my way, I’d stay there forever. But reality had a way of intruding.

I helped Kaia off the desk, unsurprised by the disarray of my papers.

“Don’t worry about it,” I reassured her when she glanced back at them, biting her lip.

I held her chin, leaning down to kiss her.

She responded, wrapping her arms around my neck and pressing her soft body against mine. The kiss quickly escalated, and I was tempted to take her again, but I remembered her safe word and pulled away.

“Feeling better?” I asked, my voice husky.

A soft smile played on her lips.

“Much,” she replied, stepping away to pick up her clothes but not putting them on.

The thought of my release trickling down her legs was enough to stir me again.

I watched as she sauntered out the door, closing it firmly behind her without a backward glance.

I sighed, settling back into my chair, trying to ignore the fact that my entire office now smelled like her.