I pulled out my iPhone and tucked the earbuds into my ears. It was the only way to get through my last task for the night. Adele filled my ears and I grabbed my cloth and spray. Soon I lost myself in her deep sultry voice.
The thing about music is that it takes you away, so by the time I’d reached the end of the playlist I made, I was almost done. I pulled my earbuds free and started cleaning the huge mirror across the hall from the office with a big chrome M on the door. The boss. The owner. Madden Cross. I’d never seen him in person before.
Well, I hadn’t seen anyone who actually worked there, as we went in well after ten every night.
As I wiped in big circles, movement caught my eye. It was in the reflection, but that meant it was also behind me. Instead of turning around, I stared at the part of the mirror that showed me the door to the office. It was ajar. Normally all of them were closed and locked. There. A shadow moved somewhere in the room.
Goose bumps had sprung up on my arms. I was the only one on this floor.
Nobody else should have been in the offices at this time of night.
What if someone had broken into the building? Before I called 911, I had to be sure. Making as little noise as possible, I tiptoed across the hall, the carpet muffling my shoes.
The door was open about a foot and the room inside awash in darkness, except for the light coming in from the windows.
Another noise.
I was sure I just heard something breathe. With my finger on Send, I peeked my head into the room.
It took a moment for my brain to catch up with what my eyes saw. There were people inside the office for sure, but it was clear that they were not stealing anything. In fact, there would be nowhere to put anything to steal.
They were both nak**ed.
The woman was bent over the desk with her hands tied behind her back and she had her face tilted to the side, resting on the desk. If she had not been wearing a blindfold, she would have been looking right at me.
The man had his back to me but in the dim light, I could see his broad back narrowing down to a tapered waist, and then lower. The muscles in his as**s tightened and released, and it was then I realized that he was f**king her. I took a small step back and pressed my fingers to my lips to keep from making any noise.
Unable to stop myself, my gaze wandered back to the couple. With every powerful thrust he made, her body jerked forward and she moaned. Something deep inside me tightened, almost like I could feel her pleasure.
As I watched, he reached out and tangled his fingers in her hair, then jerked it back so that her head lifted as she moaned louder still. The man pressed down with his free hand on her lower back until she was bowed and immobile.
Then as he held her in place, he began driving into her. Now her moans were almost screams, punctuated by each thrust. Wetness seeped from my pus**sy. I’d never seen anyone f**king like this before, at least not right in front of me, and I could not look away. The woman was helpless to do anything but take him. My nipp**les ached with every breath I took.
Her moans grew louder and he thrust faster.
My breathing had gone erratic and I could hear my own heartbeat throbbing in my ears. But then the woman started to cry out and her entire body went rigid. He growled and slammed into her, driving her against the desk as she writhed with her orgasm. Then his as**s clenched and the unyielding muscles in his back he froze. With a deep sound that sank right to my bones, he came.
I clenched around nothing, desperate to ease the throbbing ache between my own legs. I started to reach down and then remembered where I was.
God.
As I came back to myself and realized how stupid I’d been to stand there and stare—he turned his head and looked directly at me. He was still inside her, his entire muscular body was bathed in sweat.
When our eyes met, he didn’t even look particularly surprised.
My mouth opened and closed.
And then he gave the tiniest little sneer of a smile. I turned around and ran out of the office, then.
I’d just watched the owner of the company f**k some tied up woman in his office, and almost got off on it.
And he’d caught me watching.
Heat burned in my cheeks but I could feel arousal zinging through me still. Wet, swollen and hot, I had to bite back a moan with every step. It seemed to take forever to reach the bathroom I had just cleared. I pushed inside and slid the lock into place. The woman staring back at me in the mirror was flushed and I could see her chest rising and falling.
What are you doing? What is wrong with you?
I wasn’t some creeper who got off on watching other people, but something about that man, the power radiating from him, got to me.
Water filled the sink and I splashed it over my face. Get a grip, Skylar.
After several more minutes of cold water, I could finally breath normally. There was still a flush spread over my chest, but at least I could move without moaning. Now that the edge had been taken away, embarrassment flooded through me.