Chapter 48: Victoria is finally claimed
"Look at you," Rick murmured, still teasing even now.
"Soaked just from talking about destroying your husband’s life and thinking about getting fucked in an office."
He pressed two fingers against the soaked lace and rubbed slow, deliberate circles over her clit.
Victoria’s hips twitched hard and a shaky moan slipped out of her throat, "Rick... Ah... Please!"
"Sshh! Enjoy my darling!" Rick kissed her on her ears, as he whispered sweetly to her.
He kept rubbing for a few more seconds, watching her face fall apart, then drew his hand back and delivered a sharp, open-handed slap across her bare ass.
Smack!
"Oh Yes!" Victoria cried out, the sound half-moan, half-shocked gasp. Her whole body jolted forward against him.
[Ding!]
[Carnal Calibrator – Target: Victoria Vance]
[Current Level: 100% (MAX)]
Rick’s grin turned pure mischief.
"One hundred," he said cheerfully, giving the reddening cheek one more light squeeze, "Perfect score. Looks like the Chairwoman really likes it rough while she is dripping."
He turned her around with both hands on her hips and pressed himself against her from behind.
"And you should be grateful..."
"That I absolutely love it!"
His lips found the side of her neck first as he gently kissed her, then the sensitive spot just below her ear.
Victoria’s breath stuttered as he kissed her slowly, then more hungrily, teeth grazing her skin.
"Rick..." she whispered, already sounding wrecked.
"Shh." He kissed along her jaw, then the curve of her shoulder, one hand sliding around to cup her breast through the silk blouse.
"You have been waiting nineteen years," Rick’s warm breath brushed against her trembling skin, "I am not rushing your first time like that."
"I will properly play with you."
He nipped her earlobe and felt her shiver.
"Hands on the table," Rick ordered the Chairwoman, pushing her body foward.
Victoria did not resist, placing her palms on the table, she stuck her ass out.
Rick pushed her feet a little farther apart and bent her forward until her chest was almost touching the wood. The bunched-up skirt left her completely exposed from behind.
He dragged two fingers through her soaked folds, spreading her open, then pushed them inside her in one smooth motion.
Victoria moaned loudly, back arching.
"Ah- fuck-"
Rick curled his fingers and started to move his fingers slowly inside of her, his thumb rubbing lazy circles over her clit at the same time.
"You are even wetter than I thought," he said, voice low and teasing right against her ear. "Is this what thinking about ruining your husband does to you? Or is it just me?"
"Both..." Victoria gasped, pushing back onto his fingers. "Don’t stop... Please..."
As he increased the pace and started moving inside her faster, Victoria’s moans grew louder, less controlled, echoing through the room.
"Oh! Yes!" Her arms trembled as she tried to keep herself upright.
Rick pulled his fingers out just long enough to slap her ass again, then immediately pushed them back in.
"Greedy Chairwoman," he murmured, "Look at you, bent over my desk, dripping down my hand. Anyone could walk in right now."
"I don’t care..." she moaned, voice breaking, "Just don’t stop touching me... Please don’t stop this..."
"Oh! I won’t," Rick bent down behind her, as he spread her cheeks with both hands and bit down on the still-reddened curve of her ass, not hard enough to break skin, but hard enough to make her cry out and jerk forward.
He soothed the bite with his tongue, then kissed his way inward until his mouth was on her driping pussy.
Victoria’s knees nearly gave out when he licked a slow stripe from her clit all the way up.
"Rick... ! Oh God! Please Stop!" She cried out in ecstasy as her elbows hit the table and she lost all strength in her legs.
But Rick did not stop.
He ate her like he had all morning, tongue working her in lazy, filthy circles while two fingers stayed buried inside her.
Victoria’s moans turned into desperate, broken sounds. She reached back blindly and grabbed a fistful of his hair, holding him there.
"That’s it," he said against her, the words vibrating, "Make as much noise as you want. I like hearing the Ice Queen fall apart."
He kept going until her thighs were shaking and she was openly begging, voice hoarse.
"Please... I need you inside me... Rick, I can’t hold back any longer... I need your cock..." Through her desperate pantings, Victoria begged for Rick to fill her up.
Rick stood up, wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and gave her ass one last affectionate squeeze.
"Since you asked so nicely, Chairwoman." Rick grinned as he appreciated the view from behind.
He freed himself from his jeans, gripped her thighs, and lifted her easily.
Victoria’s arms locked around his neck and her legs wrapped tight around his waist without needing to be told.
Rick lined himself up and pushed into her in one long, deep thrust.
Victoria’s head fell back. A loud, shocked cry tore from her throat as her body stretched around him.
"Ah—! Fuck... Rick—!"
Her nails dug hard into his shoulders. Rick held still for a second, letting her adjust, still wearing that same cheeky, satisfied expression even while buried inside her.
"Still sensible enough to swear," he said lightly, rolling his hips once just to feel her clench. "We will have to fix that."
He started moving with steady, powerful strokes. The desk creaked under them. Victoria’s moans came out broken and high every time he bottomed out.
"Oh god— yes— just like that—"
Rick leaned in and bit lightly at the side of her neck.
"Louder, Chairwoman. I want the entire floor to know how good you sound when you’re finally getting what you need."
"Shut up and fuck me harder," Victoria gasped, voice already shaking. Her thighs tightened around his waist. "Don’t you dare stop—"
Rick laughed against her skin and obliged, snapping his hips up harder. The wet sound of their bodies filled the office. Victoria’s head dropped forward onto his shoulder as another loud moan tore out of her.
"You’re so tight," Rick murmured, still teasing even while driving into her. "Nineteen years of nothing and now you’re dripping all over my cock like you were made for this. Tell me how it feels."
"It feels— ah— so fucking good," Victoria sobbed out, past any remaining dignity. "Deeper— please— I need it deeper—"
Rick shifted his grip, angling her hips so every thrust dragged against the spot that made her cry out louder.
"There?" he asked, voice low and playful. "Is that the spot the Ice Queen’s been aching for?"
"Yes—! Right there— don’t stop— Rick—!"
Her moans turned into short, desperate cries with every thrust. Rick kept one hand under her ass and the other tangled in her hair, pulling her head back so he could watch her face completely fall apart.
"Look at you," he said between heavy breaths, still smiling. "The untouchable Chairwoman, bouncing on my cock in her own hotel, begging like a needy little slut. You love this, don’t you?"
"I love it— fuck, I love it—" Victoria moaned shamelessly, nails raking down his back. "Ruin me— make me forget him— please—"
Rick’s thrusts grew harder, deeper, the desk rocking beneath them. Victoria’s voice cracked into a long, broken wail as her body started to tighten around him.
"That’s it," Rick coaxed, voice still carrying that cheeky edge even as his own control started to fray. "Come for me, Chairwoman. Let the whole floor hear how good I fuck you."
Victoria’s orgasm hit hard. She screamed his name, legs shaking violently around his waist as she came, soaking both of them. Rick followed a few thrusts later with a low groan, burying himself to the hilt and holding her tightly through it.
For a long moment the only sounds in the office were their heavy breathing and the soft creak of the desk.
Rick rested his forehead against hers, still inside her, and gave a tired but thoroughly satisfied chuckle.
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A little while later, the office was quiet again.
Victoria stood near the desk with her blouse half-buttoned and her skirt back in place, trying to restore some of her usual composure. Her hair was still slightly messy. The ice in her expression had not fully returned, but it was starting to settle around the edges.
Rick stepped behind her, took the two ends of her bra, and said lightly,
"Let me do the honours."
He hooked it with easy, unhurried fingers. Victoria went still for a second, then let him finish without comment. When he stepped back she turned, adjusting the last button of her blouse herself.
The silence between them was no longer sharp. Just quieter.
Victoria glanced at the phone still sitting on the desk, the video confession paused on Dirk’s swollen face.
"I’ll have legal start the filings this morning," she said, voice calmer now. "Mathew’s name is on enough of the construction contracts that we can freeze the accounts before his father even hears about it. Once the minister realises his son is tied to a contamination plot at a government-endorsed event, he won’t move to protect him. He will have to cut him loose to save himself."
Rick leaned against the edge of the desk, watching her with that same easy, slightly teasing look.
"Good. I like a woman who plans the destruction of her husband before breakfast."
Victoria’s mouth twitched. Almost a smile. Not quite.
She picked up her bag, checked her reflection in the dark window for a second, then headed for the door.
Rick’s voice followed her, light and unhurried.
"Won’t you kiss me goodbye, Chairwoman?"
Victoria stopped with her hand on the handle.
She hesitated.
Then she turned, walked back the few steps, and leaned in. The kiss she gave him was brief and careful, just on the edge of his lips, barely there.
She pulled away before he could deepen it.
Without another word she opened the door and walked out, the last of her usual ice settling back over her shoulders as she disappeared down the corridor.
Rick watched the empty doorway for a moment, then smiled to himself and sat back down behind the desk.
"I will be in the legal department," she said over her shoulder. "Try not to get into any more parking-garage fights before noon."
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