Taming the Boss Lady [Masters of Submission 3] (Siren Publishing Everlasting Classic) (12 page)

“I specifically said no calls, Eve.” She couldn’t hide the irritation in her voice.

“I know that, Kelly, and I’m sorry, but he says it’s real important.”

Kelly let out a deep, frustrated sigh. Why did everyone want a piece of her? “Look, Eve. What part of the words absolutely no interruptions, do you not get? Goddamn it. No means no.”

Feeling ashamed by her outburst, Kelly closed her eyes, took a deep breath and massaged her temple once more. “Eve.”

“Yes?”

“I’m sorry I snapped. Since Dad died I’ve been a little on edge. I just have so much to do. You’ve been with the company forty years. You know how it is.”

“Kelly, honey, don’t give it a second thought. I of all people realize how much pressure you’re under.”

“Thanks, Eve. You’re a real brick. What would I do without you?” After disconnecting the call, Kelly returned to her work.

She became totally engrossed in what was required, and it was only the boardroom door opening and then closing that pulled her attention from the important paperwork. She looked up from her position at the head of the boardroom table.

“Matthew!” He wore jeans, a white T-shirt, and a black leather vest. She guessed leather would always feature somewhere in his attire. Whatever he was wearing, Kelly thought he looked wonderful. “How the hell did you get in? How did you get past security?”

He tapped a finger to his nose. “Ways and means, Kelly. Ways and means.” A smile played on his lips, warming his amazing green eyes with love and affection. He tossed the overnight bag he was carrying to the floor, and she couldn’t help but rush into his powerful outstretched arms.

“Christ, how I’ve missed you,” she whispered, melting further into his tender embrace. She breathed in, drinking in his unique masculine aroma. He made her feel safe and protected.

“It’s only been three days, but I’ve really missed you, too, princess.” He gently kissed her forehead. “Now then, lady. What’s all this crap about not having time to see me?”

Kelly put a hand to her mouth in embarrassment. “I’m so sorry, Matthew. If I’d known it was you, of course…I’d…” She took a deep breath to compose herself. “I’m up to my eyeballs in paperwork, and I’ve got one hell of a headache. I always act crotchety when I’m like this.”

Matthew appeared genuinely concerned and smoothed the back of his hand over her cheek. “You look tired. You’re working too hard.”

“Maybe. Take a seat, I’ve just gotta sign these Goddamn acquisition forms.”

Matthew let out a long, slow breath as he settled himself in the nearest available chair. When he hooked an ankle over his knee, the leg of his jeans rose up, revealing tan-colored hand-carved cowboy boots. They made him appear even sexier. He nodded to the pile of papers stacked in front of her. “Like I say, princess, you’re working too hard.”

Kelly grimaced. “It has to be done. The buck stops here with me.”

Matthew studied her for a few moments. “You should consider delegating this type of work to someone else.”

“Oh, no, I couldn’t do that.”

“Whyever not?”

“I’m the boss. I need to know everything that goes on here at McCloud Energy. Just like Dad did.” Her brows drew together. “He said it was the only way to keep on top of things. In a company as big as this, there’s always somebody maneuvering to take your place. I won’t let that happen on my watch.”

“Kelly, your father was a proud man, but look what happened to him.”

Kelly eyed him warily, as she screwed the top back on her fountain pen and placed it on the table. She leaned back in her executive chair. “Are you saying he worked himself into an early grave?”

“In a nutshell, yes. You look pale and tired. McCloud Energy is draining the life from you. Little by little. The company has outgrown you. A woman on her own can’t control it. You need to delegate more, or you’ll make yourself ill.”

Maybe it took an outsider to point out something she already knew. “Perhaps you’re right. Friends have said the same thing.” Kelly shrugged resignedly, and returned to signing the documents.

Matthew leaned forward in his chair and took hold of her hands. His wonderful green eyes pierced deep into her very soul. “Listen to me, Kelly. The dynamics of our relationship require you to tell me everything.”

During their time together over the last few weeks, Matthew had explained the intricacies of the D/s lifestyle. As her Master, he demanded to know every single thought in her head, however trivial or insignificant. But she was in her domain now, and she wouldn’t submit so easily. Feeling she was on safe ground, she made her opinions known.

“Matthew, I don’t have time to discuss this right now. I’m afraid you’ll have to leave.” She glanced at her watch. “In exactly twenty minutes, I have an important board meeting right here in this very room.” Kelly spotted his overnight bag in the corner of the boardroom and added, “It won’t take long. About an hour should do it. I’ll meet you back at my place after I’m done here.” Their D/s relationship had developed to such a point that she’d been happy to confide where she lived.

By the heated look in his eyes, she figured she challenged his authority by being so strident with her forthright opinions.

“Let’s get one thing straight, Kelly.” Abruptly, he rose from his chair and strode quickly behind her. Still in a seated position at the head of the table, he began to massage her shoulders through her gray business suit. “So tight, so much tension. Let me explain something to you in simple terms. This boardroom may be your domain, but that’s only because I allow it to be. When I’m here, it becomes my domain. Therefore, everything in it belongs to me, and that includes you.” He squeezed her shoulders tightly, making her jolt, before releasing his grip. “Now stand up, you’re forgetting your place.” His voice was potent and authoritative. It poured from his lips in a deep, rich baritone.

Even though she was the CEO of McCloud Energy and sitting at the head of her own boardroom table, she couldn’t stop herself from standing immediately when he barked out his orders. As soon as she stood, he whisked the chair from beneath her, before spinning it across the room on its castors.

“Hands on the boardroom table, sub. Now.”

His uncompromising command had her literally shaking as she placed her palms on the opulent mahogany. She stared down the length of the impressive table. Six elegant chairs graced either side.

“That’s better, but be a little quicker next time I demand something of you.” He placed a hand to the back of her neck, and using significant force, pressed her head down onto the table.

However powerful she thought she was in the boardroom, Matthew was giving her a lesson in submission and humility, and she loved it—needed it in fact. She felt him raise the hem of her gray business skirt, before roughly yanking her panties to her knees.

She tensed. “But, Matthew, no. Someone might come in at any moment.”

“You will refer to me as Master or Sir.”

“But, Sir.” She was aware that her legs trembled and the words hissed from her lips. “Somebody might come in at any moment.”

“Then you’ll instruct them to return when your Master has concluded his business with you.”

Matthew had intentionally upped the power play between them. Kelly might believe that she wanted to be in charge, but he knew deep down she wanted to relinquish all control to him. She wanted to experience his domination in ever more thrilling and innovative ways. What could be more exciting than thinking the door would burst open at any moment, and her board members catch her bent over the boardroom table? She only had to use her safeword, which he’d noticed hadn’t passed her lips.

He smiled to himself. On entering the impressive businesslike room, he’d wedged a sliver of wood between the door and the door jam. A little trick he’d learned as a wayward out-of-control youth. It would be just enough to hold back anyone insisting on entry at an inappropriate moment. Hell, he didn’t want to be caught in flagrante any more than she did, but Kelly didn’t have to know that. Besides, he knew the mere thought of being discovered fucking doggy style over the boardroom table only heightened her arousal.

Matthew raised Kelly’s skirt to reveal her gorgeous, peachy rump. Enjoying the feeling of his hard-on, twitching appreciatively in his jeans, he smoothed his hands over the perfect creamy globes. Feeling this beautiful woman quiver beneath his touch, having her respond in such a sexy way was a real turn-on. He reached for the enamel handle of the four-inch hunting knife he kept tucked in his boot, and used it to sever the flimsy panties from her trembling legs. They dropped to the floor without the slightest sound. A whimper of submission left her lips as he placed the knife on the boardroom table for her to see.

“Spread yourself, sub. I want your belly and tits caressing that beautiful mahogany.” Without question, she immediately did as he ordered, stretching her arms at right angles to her body. Her fingertips almost, but not quite, reached the sides of the impressive table. The effect of her submissive posture caused a further rush of blood to his groin, filling his cock, making it even larger and more potent. He knew it needed release. There was nothing like a supine sub to heighten his libido. The knowledge that Kelly headed this large corporate company, and he was about to fuck her over the boardroom table, made it all the more pleasurable.

Matthew kicked her feet apart, spreading her wider still, opening up her pussy and anus for his intimate inspection. A tight, sexy moan left her lips as he ran his fingers through her labia. Her slippery arousal felt wonderful and satisfying. “So wet, my sub. You please me immensely. Now I know the idea of being caught turns you on.”

“No, Sir. That’s not true, Sir,” she weakly protested.

Matthew massaged the perfect mounds of her naked ass with his palms, enjoying their softness and utter femininity. Wanting and needing Kelly so much, he leaned down, and spread her ass cheeks wide apart with his fingers, before trailing his saliva over her glistening pussy lips from behind. He felt her twitch and gently sigh as he licked his way up to her puckered hole, circling the tip of his tongue around the rim.

“As of today, I’m marking this territory as mine. Everything here belongs to me.” To emphasize his power and total control, he dipped his fingers once more into her wet sex, gathering the moisture he found there, and spreading it up to her cute, puckered hole. “You might be the one in charge here at McCloud Energy, but I’m in charge
here
.” He pressed a finger to her butt hole, pushing it in as far as it would go with total authority. Just touching the inside of her virgin ass for the first time gave him immense sexual satisfaction. His cock ached to be inside the legendary Kelly McCloud. Could he be falling in love with this beautiful, intelligent lady?

As he explored her ass, tight little mews began panting from her lips. “Sir, please. I—” When she tried to move, he pressed a palm firmly between her shoulder blades, demonstrating his dominance over her.

“Don’t move, sub. I will not allow it.”

“Please, I’ll be ruined if we’re found like this.”

“Quiet, sub.”

Her legs trembled uncontrollably as he slipped a second finger inside her ass, stretching her sphincter wider still. Just seeing his digits disappear inside her tight, warm butt hole did things to him. Her body was his to command, and command it he would. Mindful that the clock was ticking ever closer to the board meeting, he reluctantly withdrew his fingers.

“Bearing in mind that your colleagues are in the adjacent office, and likely to hear everything. I strongly suggest you keep very, very quiet.” Matthew unzipped his fly and pulled out his achingly hard cock. He held it to the entrance of her pussy, and aware of the tight time restrictions, entered her swiftly in one deep thrusting movement. He felt monumental and all-powerful, when he heard the breath being forced from her lungs. This was what it was all about, Kelly’s unconditional submission, and her willingness to surrender to him.

Still keeping her upper body flat on the mahogany table with a pressured hand between her shoulder blades, he speared his cock rapidly inside her, thrusting his full length like a rutting stag in heat. His words were breathy and excitable as they hissed from his lips. “It gives me great pleasure”—he took another deep breath as he thrust inside her again—“just knowing you head this wonderful company of yours, and I’m deep inside your glorious wet pussy while you lie prostrate and submissive before me.”

“Oh, yes. You give me such great pleasure, too.” She could barely get her words out.

Feeling like a man who could conquer the world all on his own, he hooked his other hand under her soft womanly belly and began teasing her clit. Every time he excited the tender, engorged nub with a flick of his fingertip, she writhed and turned her face into the table, trying to stifle the moans of sexual pleasure, so she wouldn’t be heard. He figured she wanted to scream at the top of her voice, and let the world know just how much she was enjoying herself. His relentless pursuit of their combined pleasure finally made her beautiful raven hair escape. It spilled provocatively from the tight restrictive hair band that contained it in such a businesslike manner. Once unfettered, her dark, glossy tresses fell about her shoulders in willful abandon.

“You’re so fucking beautiful, Kelly McCloud.” Her gorgeous body filled his thoughts as he rammed his penis home, again and again and again. His rhythm and force was as unrelenting as it was uncompromising.