AM Hartnett - The Deep End

And there in her ear, she heard it: the rustling of his clothes and the creak of his chair as he undressed, and the quick intake of his breath as he began to touch himself. She closed her eyes and summoned forth the image of his glorious, glistening cock.

‘Just like you are,’ he said, his voice shaky now, ‘spread out like that and squirming while I play with your clit.’

‘Oh, yes.’

She dropped back again, all the way down, and closed her eyes. She imagined herself from above, sprawled out like she was at that moment, but with a shadowy figure kneeling between her legs. She could almost feel his thick fingers stroking through the pink, wet heat he found.

‘Oh, yes,’ she said again, rolling the hard bud under her middle finger. ‘Yes, tell me more.’

‘You tell me,’ he murmured. ‘Tell me what you would do to please me.’

The crackle of static gave his voice an unearthly quality, once more the sorcerer prying into her thoughts. She pushed the balls of her feet against the hard surface of the table and rocked her ass in tune with her finger. She lived and breathed the fantasy behind her eyes of being slowly undone by her faceless lover.

Grace slid two fingers lower and pushed into the wetness. She didn’t go any further than the first joints. She needed to tease herself, to prolong this sweet torture as long as it suited him.

‘You want to watch me squirm. I can tell, and so you’ll make me squirm.’

‘How?’

‘I want your tongue on my clit. You know how badly I want you to lick me, to suck me, but you need me ready for you. A wet hole isn’t good enough, not for you.’ She squeezed her lids shut and quaked as she flexed her fingers at the mouth of her cunt. ‘You want me hungry .’

‘Back up to your clit,’ he said, breathless in her ear, and sucked in a quick breath as she delved a little deeper. ‘Grace, do as I say.’

His command was just as powerful as the sensation of being stretched, and she bit her lip and complied. She wondered if he had the perfect view of what he had done to her.

‘I’ll beg for something more, but you’ll just tease me.’ Two fingers on either side of her clit, she moaned as such a teasing touch sent a hot spasm though her. ‘Oh, wow, I think that stuff is really starting to work.’

‘Keep talking. You’ll beg for something .’

‘Oh, I’ll beg you, all right, but it won’t be enough. You’ll play with me, just like this, maybe using your fingers in my pussy like I just did to make me crazy.’

She shook her head, pushing up faster as the slight pinch evoked another throb. The shuffling sounds on the other end of the line became more pronounced. Though faint, she caught the squelch of flesh against flesh, his cock in his palm.

She opened her eyes and sucked in a deep breath. ‘You’ll tease me while you’re doing it. You’ll have your cock in hand, using my juices as lube, and you’ll make me watch you jerk off while you finger me.’

‘It’ll make you want it more.’

Nodding, Grace cranked her wrist and let the pleasure build and build. ‘You won’t let me have it, though. You let me know it, too. You might kneel up here by my head and let me suck your cock, but you won’t fuck me, and then you won’t even touch me any more.’

Her fingers stilled. She felt around her for the vibrator.

‘You’ll stand over me, knowing how bad I want you to do whatever you want at this point. Fuck my pussy, my mouth, my ass, but you get off on keeping me from coming. You know –’

‘How hungry you’ll be for my cock if I keep it from you a little longer.’

‘Yes, exactly, and so you show me what I can’t have.’ The vibrator in hand, she touched the button on the base of the shaft. ‘All you leave me with is this, knowing it will never be good enough.’

Engrossed completely in her fantasy, she pressed the tip of the vibe to her clit. It took only seconds for her sex to adjust to the sudden vibration, and then she turned it up almost all the way.

‘Close your eyes and keep talking. Tell me.’

He was puffing now, his authority cracking as desperation took over.

‘So close. God, you’re so close, kneeling with your cock just above my pussy.’ Pushing the vibe in, she ground down and moaned through clenched teeth. ‘You’re going to come anywhere but my pussy. Aren’t you?’

‘Because you want me to come inside you.’

‘Oh, yes.’

That perfect, throbbing energy took over. She was lost in the fantasy, in the blurry image of this man she’d never really seen, looming over her, pushing her down and keeping her there with his sheer will.

Her time to talk was over. Taureau took over, words exploding on radio waves and travelling over miles and miles to pummel her, to fuel this need that had built as she took them both into this fantasy.

‘I can see how bad you want it,’ he said, ‘You have no idea what you’re doing to me, Grace.’

‘Oh, tell me,’ she gasped, pushing up onto her toes as the surge grew closer and closer. ‘Tell me, please.’

‘Just what I’m doing to you. I want to fuck you, fuck your pussy, your mouth and your ass like you want me to. I want …’

His words became a garble of sounds just as the need for words became meaningless. She braced herself for the tsunami that was coming fast. She held her breath and the muscles in her bum went taut. It was so terrifyingly powerful she almost stopped, almost tossed the vibrator aside and wept, but there was no stopping it. She could hear him reaching his own climax, and the sound of her name gurgling in her ear spurred her on.

The shock of such a magnificent swell left her shaking inside and out. She released her grip on the vibrator and squeezed her eyes shut as it danced on the table between her legs. The starburst in her eyes blinded her, and she vainly tried to shut it out by throwing her arm over her eyes. Shaking her head as though to deny such a powerful rush of pleasure, Grace sobbed through the aftermath as the sound of Taureau fighting for breath filled her head.

‘Oh, my God,’ she whispered, forgetting that he could hear her, until his breathless chuckle brought her back to earth. She scrambled for the vibe, but couldn’t stay upright once she had turned it off. She flopped back and stared at the ceiling.

‘I can see you still throbbing,’ he said.

It was Grace’s turn to laugh. ‘You were right. That was money well spent. I haven’t come like that since I first learned what a clitoris was for.’

‘I’m sure it was more than the lube and vibrator, though you can add those to your collection in the desk. One of these days, Caroway is going to get a surprise when he goes on the hunt for something.’

She shook her floating head. ‘He won’t. He’s too important to even put sugar in his own coffee. Anything he wants, he asks me for.’

‘You are efficient .’

The quirk at the corner of her mouth was unstoppable. He wouldn’t let her forget that he had been paying attention to her office flings. As she lay there trying to steady her breath, she wondered about the fact that he’d caught her at all. Did he sit in front of a wall of computers all day and watch the goings-on at Taureau-Werner? What sort of existence did he live?

There she was, in the perfect position to learn more about a man who was all legend, and yet she didn’t probe as she pushed herself up. She was in no position to ask questions.

But she did want at least one answer.

‘I’ve been worrying all day that you were going to fire me. I need you to tell me.’ Her voice was froggy from thirst and every word scratched across her throat. She made her way to Caroway’s bar fridge. ‘Is that’s what’s going to happen if I decide not to take your orders any longer? Is that what would have happened if I had closed my desk drawer when I found your gift?’