Seduction – Part l

"Ophelia, are you ready?" She heard Onyx shouting from outside the bedroom door. She was anxiously tossing and flipping her clothes in the closet. "Give me a minute!" She replied as she continued to look through the garments. "Where have the f*ucking pants gone?" She cursed out loud.
"We're going to be late! What exactly are you doing in there? Trying to pleasure yourself? Open the door let me help. I'm sure you know I can do it better!" As he knocked, she could feel his smirk through the closed door.
"Shut up Onyx!" Ophelia shouted as she sought for a pair of pants. But there weren't any; she swears she brought a few pairs, but how did they disappear overnight?
"Hurry up woman!" Onyx yelled as he knocked on the door, and Ophelia groaned.

"I don't have any other options!" She murmured as she stared warily at the skirts in her hand.
Ophelia grabbed one of the skirts and slid into it, she groaned as it fell just below her mid-thigh. "Too short!" She took it off and slid into the second. It was a black pencil skirt and it ended at her knees, but there was a small slit till the middle of her left thigh. She groaned as she spun around in front of the mirror inspecting how she looked. "Why does this have to have a slit! Why do I even have skirts!"
"How long will you take?" Onyx questioned, pounding on the door, and she glanced at her watch. It was already 9:30 a.m., and the meeting was scheduled for 10:00 a.m. "F*uck it!"

She slipped on a pair of black pumps and layered a white blazer with a waist cut over her white blouse. With a sour face, Ophelia yanked the door open, and Onyx raised his brows, his gaze sweeping over her figure.
"Let's go," Ophelia grumbled as she started walking out. When Onyx's rough palm landed firmly on her right butt cheek, she squealed. The spot his palm had landed on stung with pain and her eyes widened when he massaged it slightly soothing the stinging. "All right, let's go." He smirked, and she looked at him, dumbfounded.
"Did you really just-!" She exclaimed and he smirked.
"That was for making me wait!" He whispered into her ear while giving her right butt cheek a firm squeeze.
"You're getting a little too cozy!" He chuckled as she groaned. "You didn't seem to mind when my fingers played with your dripping wet p*ussy under the table."
"That's because you-" When Onyx's hand squeezed her ass cheek again, she paused. "I what, kitten?" As they entered the elevator, he growled into her ear.
"You had caught me off guard!" Onyx pressed himself against her body, and strained her against the elevator wall, as the elevator door closed.
"I had taken you off guard? Why? Was it the first time someone made you feel such pleasure?" As his lips brushed against the exposed skin of her neck, he whispered huskily. Her breath caught in her throat as he began to leave a trail of hot kisses.
"Just think if my fingers can make you feel so good. How much pleasure my c*ock can provide you." As He nipped on the skin of her neck and his hand roughly grabbed her thigh just inches away from her mound, she let out a breathy moan.
"Two can play this game you know!" He chuckled against her skin as she groaned. "You are free to play however you want. We did, after all, agree to play this game."
"Would you like to know a secret? Onyx paused his kisses and touches as he whispered in her ear. "What?" She breathed out.
"You were right when you said I wanted to f*uck you, but I was pissed when I couldn't." She gasped as he nibbled her earlobe.
"I knew I wanted you the moment I saw you that day. My insides had burst from the desire to have your trembling body beneath me while I f*ucked you. I wanted to hear you scream my name as I savagely pounded into you from the moment you took my name. Now, regardless of who wins, I get to f*uck you, kitten!" He sealed the deal with a sloppy kiss under her ear. As a few guests entered the elevator, Onyx turned around. While she tried to compose herself, Onyx stood straight beside her with a suppressed proud smirk. Her face was flushed, her heart was thumping loudly in her chest, and her fresh panty was drenched in her juice. Even a simple touch from him elicited a flurry of desire in her mind. She, too, was astonished by how responsive her body was to his touches.

"Our production team is working on it right now, and you will receive the product design and details relatively soon." Ophelia stifled a yawn as Onyx sat beside her, solemnly that said. It had been over an hour since the meeting began, and Ophelia was becoming increasingly bored as Onyx, the partnering company representative, and their secretary began to discuss. She made little to no contribution and almost didn't understand almost everything they were discussing.
"-and I want to contribute a few of my employees to work with your production team." When the gentleman whose name had slipped her mind spoke, Ophelia lifted her eyes and looked up. "A few? That would not be necessary; my team is more than capable of handling this on their own."

As they continued to talk, Ophelia glanced at Onyx's blank expression, and a wicked plan formed in her mind. She looked ahead and casually rested her hand on Onyx's upper thigh. Onyx's head turned to her with warning eyes, and she looked up at him, with innocent eyes. Ophelia began to run her hand up and down his inner thigh, starting to feel his muscles stiffen under her touch. Onyx's eyes flashed her a warning, but she only smiled mischievously. "-Mr. Reighs?" Mr. Stevenson, the client, tried to get Onyx's attention and he looked ahead. Ophelia also looked ahead, lightly brushing her fingers over his crotch, and felt his erection build-up under her touch. She tried to hide the smirk that was forming on her face when Onyx's breath hitched. She grabbed him from over his pant and began stroking him. He was hard and large, filling her palm, and Ophelia bit her lower lip as the image of him filling her up flashed through her mind.
Onyx finished his sentence and looked down at her. "You're playing a risky game here, Captain." She smirked up at him as he murmured a warning. She noticed the client speaking with his secretary and stroked his length faster
"Why? Is this making you want to f*uck me?" Onyx's breath caught in his throat as his manhood aching with need in his pant. He only wanted to bend her on the table and pound inside her from behind.
"Your actions make me want to punish you,"