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I hear Tommy murmuring something behind me about how sexy I am and how naughty and delicious I look.
I moan, picking up my pace a little bit. I spread my cheeks a bit more, desiring to feel more of the textures of the dildo around the rim of my hole. As I thrust back harder, I feel my wetness increasing. In seconds flat, I’ve gone from predictably, regimentally impaling myself on the toy to riding it like a wild animal. I’m moving back and forth so quickly the bed is actually moving. It’s swaying, but Tommy seems unconcerned. If anything, he’s delighted. He chuckles, goading me to ride it harder. Fuck it harder. Fill my naughty, tight asshole with it.
“Tommy,” I gasp, “I’m giving all of myself to you. Every bit of my cream and sugar is all for you, my love. My brave and strong boss.”
I shudder under this, feeling my hole tightening. The muscles pucker, sending a shiver through me that’s even more powerful than the last. It’s almost enough to shove the dildo out of me, but I clamp down on it. I push my hips into it and gasp. I’m almost about to call out Tommy’s name before I clamp my lips down around it, and moan instead.
“Sounds like you’re enjoying yourself,” observes Tommy lightly and seductively. “If you like that, then you’ll really like my cock. It’s much bigger and better than any toy, pet.”
For his benefit and mine, I ride the toy faster and harder now, leaning myself in just such a way so he can see the action. Also, so that my movement can make my clit slap against the bed for a little added fun.
“I know, sir. I can’t wait!”
Tommy and I cum together. As his cum sprays onto my body, I actually have an anal orgasm. It’s hard to explain, except to say that things feel warm, and my head is floaty. My twitching and squeezing are immediately noticed by Tommy.
“Good pet,” he grunts, rubbing the last of his orgasm out of his cock. “That looked like a good one, and you gave me quite a show. One worthy of making me forget about today.” He says this and helps me off the dildo. He takes the toy, and like he did with the others, puts it somewhere else other than back inside the box.
“Thank you so much, sir,” I say, filling it with as much relief and padding to his ego as possible. “You’re so generous. The best boss in this whole company, I’d say.” I seal that with a kiss. One Tommy returns in kind.
He pulls me towards him and cuddles me into his arms. “You did good, pet,” he whispers into my hair. “You helped me relax. Now hold me so I can sleep.”
Chapter Sixty-Three
Melissa
After giving my statement to Kane, Ashton, and company at the end of the work week last week, not much happens from it. Even when I returned to work on Monday and Tuesday, there’s not any big shakeups. No grand or obvious signs that anything has changed or that anything around here is about to change because of sexual harassment.
Not that I need it to be that dramatic, but it’s just strange to be sitting here, knowing that there are big actions being taken at higher levels of this company, and yet nothing is showing up on the surface. Not yet.
What I do see as some kind of sign, though, I don’t like. And that’s Vanacore. A lot more of her, around my neck of the woods throughout the day. While I know that it could be that she has a lot of court cases to go to, it seems like she’s making a concerted effort to pass by my desk and give me all the dirty, angry looks in the world.
Though the partners assured me that she wouldn’t know or see anything coming until it was already on her, I’m inclined to believe Vanacore can sense the noose tightening around her neck. And she knows that I had something to do it. Why else would she give me such dark, calculating looks? Why else would she be roaming around my desk? Taking multiple times out of her day over the last few days to make sure I see her looking at me?
The only comfort I take from any of this is knowing that Tommy isn’t here to witness the way Vanacore is with me or to have to suffer any more of this at her hands. It’s the only thing that makes me strong enough to deal with such a finely-dressed troll.
Over the weekend, I told Tommy about giving my statement. I told him what the partners told me, and what they need from him eventually, but I haven’t told him about this. I haven’t told him about Vanacore circling around me, trying to intimidate me for the last few days since I returned to work.
