Arcadia Resurgence by Vague Vermillion (e books free to read txt) 📖

The set of four black leather cuffs in Jake's hand caught Jessica's eye. They seemed so out of place here in his office at the insurance company they both worked for. 

"And just what do you think you're going to do with those?" she asked, a slight catch in her voice.

"They're part of your Valentine's Day present. One I should have given you a long time ago."

Jessica perked up and then frowned. "I have to work all day and half the night. The new ad campaign is due out Wednesday. Anyway, you're just teasing." 

"We'll just see about that," Jake replied with a hard look.

*****

That had been four days earlier and that hard look of Jake's had kept Jessica on edge. Curiosity about what he had planned and the thought of being tied up with the cuffs fought for her attention. She sat in her office this Valentine's Day morning and rocked her hips from side to side. She could feel the slip and slide of her inner and outer lips as she did.

She was technically his boss and had teased him relentlessly at a business conference. In a moment alone in an elevator he pinned her to the wall, her arms above her head. He hadn't looked as strong as he actually was and Jessica had struggled but to no avail. 

Jake had taken a long lick up the side of her neck and then whispered the threat in her ear. "I'm going to tie you up one day and fuck the ever-loving shit out of you." 

The elevator slowing rapidly made him release her and step back. Jessica was shaken by his roughness and the explosively quick power he had shown. With her high-profile job, she was the one used to having the power. This sudden turn of events had shaken her and made her wonder what it would be like if he carried out that threat.

He never mentioned it again but seeing those cuffs brought that threat back to mind and made it a distinct possibility. With a shiver, she rose from her chair and turned to her favorite window, staring out over the city. Her corner office was one of the perks of the job but it came with a price of time and devotion.

Her private social life was almost non-existent. She seldom dated and rarely slept with any of them when she did. She was at all the right parties and seen with all the right people, but it all felt wrong to her. Most in the office figured she was a social butterfly and she had the world on a string. If only they knew.

Her flaming red hair, heavily tailored suits, and business sense scared the hell out of the other vice presidents in the company but drew approval from those higher up. She was good at what she did and made sure it showed. The VP's considered her the bitch from hell and left her alone. Jessica was only too happy to let them. She got stabbed in the back less that way.

Jake was the exception. He did his job and treated her as an equal but didn't take her attitude. The first few times she had pulled the bitch act on him, he had looked at her sharply and frowned as he ignored it. He never even mentioned it or made reference to it in any way. He wasn't afraid of her or afraid to argue with her if he didn't agree with something she proposed.

Jessica sighed and turned from the window. For those reasons, he became a target of her flirting and teasing. He had flirted and teased back until the incident in the elevator. Afterwards he acted like nothing had happened, which enflamed Jessica's curiosity even more and, if she let herself think about it, her desire to have him.

Giving herself a little shake to snap her mind out of these memories and thoughts, she headed for her private bathroom. She really didn't have to pee but once inside with the door shut, she hiked up her straight skirt and slipped her silk bikini underwear down around her knees. She sat down on the commode and relaxed.

Her panties dropped around her ankles as she spread her knees wide. Well-manicured nails combed teasingly at the small patch of carrot-colored hair on her mound as a shiver ran up her spine. All the memories and thinking had her strung out and horny as hell. Her fingertips just barely grazed the skin of her plump outer lips and she shivered harder. She loved to tease herself, to bring her orgasm close and then let it wait.

She bit her lower lip as she dipped her middle finger between the folds and ran it up and down, feeling how wet and slippery she had become. Her nail flicked her swollen clit once and she moaned deep in her chest. It wouldn't take but a few minutes to come, if she decided to masturbate to a climax.

The ringing phone on her desk made her jerk her hand away from her sex and stand up. She stepped out of the panties and worked the skirt down as she headed off to answer it. She left the panties lying on the floor and grinned in that direction as she picked up the receiver.

"Hello, Jessica Parks," she said in a business like manner.

"Now that you have your panties off, the games can begin," Jake's voice said on the other end of the line.

Jessica gasped loudly and looked around wildly. Not seeing anyone she asked, "How do you know I don't have my panties on?"

"I know everything. I know you're going to go back in your bathroom and take off your bra and then get dressed again."

"And if I don't?"

"Then I'll find someone else to use these cuffs on," Jake said and then hung up.

Jessica felt her thighs tighten up, squeezing her sex as she hung up her phone. How did he know she didn't have her panties on, there wasn't a camera in her bathroom, in her office, yes, but not in there. She was back in the bathroom in a flash, searching the walls and ceilings.

She found nothing but that didn't mean it wasn't there, only that she couldn't find it. She shut the door slowly and then stood there trying to decide whether to do as he said or not. If she did, then she was committing to go along with him. If she didn't, he might do as he said and find someone else to use the cuffs on.

Her mind was at war over what to do as she started to unbutton her jacket. Those cuffs were hers damn it, and she wanted to find out what they were all about. The jacket came off, the blouse came off and then the bra. She dropped it next to the panties and ran her hands over the full globes of her breasts. Her nipples tingled and itched as her palms caressed the hard nubs.

When she pinched and rolled them around with her fingers, her back arched and her head tilted back. Visions of Jake watching her on a monitor flashed before her eyes and she moaned softly. The urge to masturbate was back stronger than ever. 

She squeezed her thighs together and flexed her hips. Oh God that felt so good, she thought. It wouldn't take much for her to get off big time. A loud knocking at her office door jerked her up straight and she scrambled for her blouse. She got it on quickly, buttoned it up, and tucked it in.

She was well aware of her hard nipples rubbing on the silky material as she walked toward the door. She was also aware of the slick slippery feeling between her thighs and along her slit. She hadn't been this turned on since college. Her body was set and primed, so whatever Jake had planned had better live up to expectations or else.

Jake was standing at the door and came in when she opened it. Without a word, he closed the door and sat his briefcase down. He quickly pulled her over to the corner of the room, took her in his arms, and kissed her with a passion that took her breath away. At first, Jessica was frozen in shock and then she melted into the kiss with a whimpering moan.

She was trembling all over by the time Jake's mouth released hers. He leaned his head next to hers and whispered, "Stand right here, and don't move. I have a couple of things to take care of."

Not waiting for an answer, he knelt down and opened the briefcase. He took a spray bottle out and a pair of pliers. He stepped up in a chair, and sprayed liquid at the small camera located high up in the corner near the ceiling. He did something with the pliers and then stepped down.

Quickly he went to Jessica's desk and worked at her computer for a moment. Then he turned and grinned at her. "We're back in the net but completely private now. The lens is fogged and the microphone wire is broken."

"What about the camera in the bathroom," Jessica asked.

"There isn't one, just a little knowledge of female human nature and a tap into the camera in here," Jake admitted. "I saw your panties through the open door."

He got up from the desk and came around toward Jessica. Jessica tried to go past him to get behind her desk but Jake stopped her by pulling her into his arms for another kiss. She didn't freeze for nearly as long this time and surrendered even more, grinding her hips against him in the heat of the moment. She was fast losing control and that thought scared her a little.

Jake suddenly broke the kiss and asked, "Are you ready to go to lunch?"

"Are you asking me to lunch?" Jessica asked, trying to regain some control.

"I thought I just did." 

Jessica looked at Jake for a quick second. Something seemed different about him. "Let me get my jacket." 

"You don't need it, now turn around and bend over the desk." 

All sorts of naughty thoughts raced through Jessica's mind as she asked, "Why?"

"I have something special for you to wear on this special day. Something the likes of which you've never even seen much less worn." 

Jake reached in his pocket and took something out. He held his hand out toward Jessica and slowly opened his fingers. There was a gold colored spike looking thing in his hand about four inches long and an inch around. The larger end tapered quickly down and then there was an even larger red heart shaped button on the end.

"What is it?" Jessica asked.

"Turn around, bend over, hike up your skirt, and I'll show you," was his reply.

Jessica hesitated and when she did, Jake said loudly and forcefully, "Turn around and bend over! I won't tell you again."

With a jerk of shock, Jessica turned slowly and bent over placing her hands on her desk. "On your elbows and spread your feet farther apart," Jake ordered.

Jessica was even more shocked to realize that that was exactly what they were. He was ordering her and she was obeying. She was on her elbows and had her feet as wide apart as