Daniels had reserved a private play space at Club Southside and had set up a boss/secretary scenario for them to role play. He’d also been training Reyna’s ass to take his cock for weeks. At first, she had resisted, but after talking with friends she realized it wasn’t bad and could be quite pleasurable, and many Doms, including Daniels, she suspected, saw it as a true form of submission.
Reyna was dressed in a micro mini skirt that barely covered her ass when standing and a tight sweater that had a habit of riding up to reveal the bottom half of her tits. She also had on what Daniels lovingly referred to as her ‘come fuck me’ heels.
He was still with the Bureau after he’d been given a promotion to Special Agent in Charge in Chicago and a commensurate pay raise. He’d agreed to stay with the Bureau for another two years but would then leave to join Cerberus. Fitz hadn’t been happy about the delay, but as Daniels had explained, it would give them time to shore up their relationship with the Bureau, and the Bureau had different resources than Cerberus that might be beneficial.
“Reyna, can you come to my office, please.” Hearing her name over the phone sent shivers down her spine.
“Yes, Special Agent Daniels,” she said before pushing back from her desk, smoothing the skirt and going through the office door.
There was no wall—it was a free-standing prop door, but it added a tiny bit of realism to the role play. As she reached the door, she took a deep breath and memories from the night before flooded her mind. She could still feel the way he’d taken her against the wall, his strong hands holding her hips as he pounded into her relentlessly.
Pushing the thoughts away, she knocked on the half open door.
“Reyna, come in,” he said with that low, authoritative tone that made her insides clench. “Close the door.”
She walked inside and shut the door behind her.
“Tell me, how are you progressing with the Smith project?” he asked, leaning back in his chair, his dark eyes devouring her body.
“Sir, I’ve made some progress, but I’m stuck on a few points,” she responded, maintaining eye contact.
“Is that so? Come here and show me.” He nodded towards his desk.
He tapped a folder on his desk as she approached. Her heart raced as she got closer to him, the scent of his aftershave filling her senses. He always smelled earthy and manly. His navy light blue suit matched his complexion, and the striped tie, she noticed, was the same one he had blindfolded her with a couple of days ago. He stroked his tie as if he remembered it, as well.
She leaned over the desk, her ass peeking out from under her skirt—no panties per the rules they’d established in their dynamic. She pretended to focus on the documents. His hand grazed her thigh, sending shivers down her spine. She knew she was supposed to be pretending to look at the file, but it was hard to concentrate on anything other than where his hands were on her body and what they were doing.
“Reyna, I think you know what needs to be done to loosen up your creativity,” he whispered in her ear.
When did he get so close to me? I am so lost in this man I don’t even notice when he moves anymore.
Before she could respond, his lips were on hers, his tongue forcing its way past her lips to collide with hers. She moaned into the kiss, melting under his touch. His hand slid up under her skirt until his fingers grazed her slick folds.
He pushed her against the desk, shoving her skirt up to her waist. “You’re wet already, Reyna,” he growled in her ear.
Without warning, he slapped her ass cheek, the sting shooting through her and leaving a tingling sensation in its wake.
“My pretty little sniper likes that, don’t you?” he rumbled against her ear as he did it again on the other side.
“Yes, Special Agent Daniels,” she moaned, bracing herself for the next slap against her ass or her pussy.
She’d always said she wasn’t into impact play. Daniels had proved her wrong.
“Good girl,” he praised as he snapped his hand against her wet sex.
He used his fingers to tease her entrance, circling it slowly before dipping one finger inside. She gasped at the intrusion, her legs shaking.
“Such a naughty girl. So wet for me, aren’t you?” he asked, his voice low and husky.
“Yes, Sir,” she whimpered as he added another finger, stretching her. Reyna gripped the desk tighter as pleasure coursed through her system. Special Agent Daniels knew her body all too well.
Before she realized his intent he was on his knees, his face buried between her legs. His tongue licked the length of her as his fingers continued their penetration. “Don’t come until I tell you to,” he ordered.
“Please, Sir?” she whimpered as his mouth closed over her clit and sucked. The man knew how to make it difficult to do as she was told, which meant he could turn her ass bright red for disobeying him. “I don’t think I can wait. I can’t.” Reyna was pleading as her knuckles turned white from gripping the table. She was so very close.
“Come for me, my little sniper.”
His words were all she needed to have her body convulsing in spasms. Reyna knocked something off the desk, but didn’t have enough mind to look to see what it was.
Special Agent Daniels stood behind her. She heard him unzip his pants before he opened a desk drawer.
“Don’t move,” he ordered just before a cool liquid hit her ass.
“Special Agent Daniels…” She tensed as his fingers dipped between her ass cheeks to play with her puckered rosebud.
When he began to slip a finger in, she had a moment of concern and tried to scramble away. He swatted her ass twice with a little more sting than before. “Don’t make me restrain you, because I will.”
He slipped his finger back inside. “Relax,” he murmured. “Take a deep breath.” Reyna did as he said. “Now, let it out.”
When she exhaled, he slipped his finger all the way in. He’d been doing this almost nightly so there was no pain, and truth be told, every time he did it when he was fucking her pussy, it made her come. And several nights a week he had inserted a butt plug—each week the plug getting larger.
He replaced one finger with two and moved them in and out of her ass. Reyna could feel all her erotic synapses coming online. When he removed his fingers, she felt the head of his cock pressed against her anus. She wanted to move, wanted to protest, but unless she used her safeword he would just tie her up. Daniels was kind of a boy scout that way, he always kept his word.
Steadying her hips, he pressed against the tight entrance. Reyna took a deep breath in as the head of his cock slipped in. He let her get used to the feeling before pressing in all the way, withdrawing until only the head remained inside before thrusting back in.
“Oh,” she cried out.
“Fuck, Reyna. You’re doing so good, baby,” he groaned, grasping her hips as he began to move in and out, his grip on her hips tightening with each thrust.
“You feel so good, Reyna,” he groaned as he thrust in and out of her ass with more power and speed.
Reyna bit her lip to try and stifle the pleasured scream that threatened to escape her lips. The rooms were supposed to be soundproof, but if someone got really loud it was possible to hear at least something.
“You like it like this, don’t you? Having your Dom take your ass bent over his desk?” he asked, his voice rough with lust.
“Yes, Sir,” she moaned. Her orgasm was building like a ticking time bomb.
“Come for me again, Reyna,” he grunted.
She threw her head back as pleasure swamped her body and made her shake with its release. His hands dug into her hips, holding her steady and close as his own release took over his body.
For several moments, neither of them moved, until their breathing became even once more. Daniels slowly withdrew from her body. She didn’t move; she knew the rules. He wanted her to remain in position until he gave her permission to move.
Daniels went into the small, attached bath, wiping himself clean before returning to her with a warm cloth and cleaning her as well. He straightened his clothes, tucking his cock back inside his pants before walking back to the bath to dispose of the washcloth. When he returned, he pulled her skirt back over her hips and helped her to rise.
“Let’s go downstairs to the lounge and get something to eat,” he said, lifting her up in his arms and making his way there.
Once inside the lounge, he settled her in his lap, ordered food, and they enjoyed the rest of their evening.