Bred by the Bully (Breeding Season 8)

Tapping his fingers against his thigh, he waited. She was incredibly beautiful, and he couldn’t wait to spread those juicy thighs and taste her sweet cunt. The background search he’d done on her before this meeting hadn’t given too much away. He didn’t know if there was another man in her life, or if anyone had even come close to winning her over. She’d worked so many different jobs that no one knew who the real Mira was.

“You’re crazy,” she said, getting to her feet.

“Am I?”

The moment Nigel had walked into his office asking for money, he’d seen an opportunity he couldn’t turn down. The money was no doubt a bad investment, but it wasn’t enough to make him lose sleep over, especially as it had achieved what he wanted. Mira in his office.

“You want me to have your children?” she asked.

“Yes.” He opened up his jacket and rounded the desk so he stood closer to her. Mira may hate him, and that was fine with him, but her gaze kept on straying. She was attracted to him, and as far as he was concerned, he was more than happy with that. He wanted to fuck her, and this was years in the planning. He would have her.

She pushed her hair out of the way. The long locks could never be tamed, and he loved that she’d never gotten it cut. He couldn’t wait to run his fingers through the length or have it spread out across a pillow, or better yet, wrapped around his fist as he pounded inside her.

Fucking her was going to be a pleasure. He looked forward to having his name spill from her lips.

“This is crazy.”

“Or it’s a lifeline. You and I both know that pawnshop isn’t going to make it. Nigel went to other people for money. Only my name and my connections are keeping him alive.”

“You ordered to have his legs broken.”

“I still have a reputation to protect.” He winked.

She grabbed her head on both sides. “Oh, God, this isn’t happening.”

He watched her. The pencil skirt molded to her shapely hips and ass. He’d been with slender and curvy women. None of them even compared to Mira. He couldn’t wait to see what kind of treasures she held beneath.

“You said you were willing to do anything to save him.”

“Not have your children. I hate you.”

He smiled and closed the distance between them. She stepped back and he followed. There was no getting away from him.

When her back hit the wall, he slammed his palms at either side of her head. “You can fight me all you want, but you and I both know you’re turned on by me.”

“You don’t know what you’re talking about.”

His office was a nice warm temperature and yet her nipples poked against the front of her shirt. The jacket she wore gaped open, and he knew she wanted him.

He put his fingers on her knee and slowly began to slide his hand up. She didn’t stop him, and he moved until he cupped her pussy.

Her panties were soaking wet. “Do I need to go any further to prove to you just how wet you are?”

“Drake?”

“I don’t believe in lying, Mira.” He slid her panties aside and found her wet slit. “Look at that. Soaked.”

She put her hands to his chest, but he stroked over her clit. Using his fingers, he moved up and down, preparing her, not penetrating, but getting her used to the feel. Her head fell back against the wall.

“I know what I want, Mira. I want kids, and I want you naked in my bed. Give me what I want, and your brother will be free. You’ll be the one responsible for his happiness.” He pressed his nose against her neck as he plundered her cunt with two fingers. She was incredibly tight.

She moaned, and the sound echoed around the room.

“I hate you.”

“Do you think I care if you hate me or not? I want what I want, and I’m going to get it by any means I have to.” He bit down on her neck, relishing her cries.

She started to thrust against his hand, and he groaned. He couldn’t wait to replace his fingers with his cock, but for now, he just needed to give her a hint of what it could be like.

Kissing down her neck, he didn’t care that clothes were in his way. He sucked on her beaded nipple, biting down.

When he thought he had her close to the edge, he stepped back, pulling his fingers from her pussy and his mouth from her tit.

He wanted to do more. To bend her over the desk and take her hard and fast. That would come soon.

Once she agreed to belong to him, her life as she knew it would cease. There would be no room for her to be anywhere else but at his side.