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Cruel Love Anthology	By : CarolineSpencer Category: 1 through F > Cruel Intentions Views: 8536 -:- Recommendations : 1 -:- Currently Reading : 0
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Cruel Love Anthology
Disclaimer: Still not mine. By the time I finish this collection…it still won't be mine. Boo. Hiss.
Authors Note: Oh this is a long one. I don't know how it happened, but it sort of got away from me. Anyway, no real warnings in this one although there is some friendly ass play. Bottoms up.
Chapter Summary: "Game on motherfucker". Saddled on the same account, bitter rivals Valmont & Merteuil are forced to work together. Both are determined to outshine the other at any cost. Everything comes to a head one evening when their antagonism and lust finally collide.

N is for Nemesis

"So that settles it," Jack Robertson booming voice called out across the long conference table. "Valmont, Merteuil it's all yours. I want you to combine your considerable talents on this one. Make me proud you two."
It was both the best and worst news Kathryn Merteuil could receive at that moment. She hid her trepidation under a tight smile as her boss beamed back at her with confidence. This was one of the biggest accounts of the year for a product that would sell millions when launched. Possibly even billions by the time she got done. At twenty four she was one of the youngest and the only female executive creative director for one of the biggest advertising firms in the world. If she played this right she would be made partner in the company by the end of the year. There was just one person standing in her way.
Briefly she allowed her gaze to wander across the table to him. Her rival, nemesis and now, apparently her partner.
Sebastian fucking Valmont.
The name alone made her dig her manicured nails into her palms to the point of bloodshed. God, how she loathed him. "We won't let you down Jack," he called out in response. "I'm sure Merteuil and I can come together and create a first rate campaign."
If the older man had caught his double entendre he didn't say anything, but Kathryn sure as hell had. Nor had she missed the superior smirk he sent her way from across the conference table.
As always she ignored him, dug her nails even harder into her palms and told her boss, "Of course Jack. I look forward to it."
"Fantastic! Now Michaels, where are we with the Gerber account?"
While her colleague sweated under her boss's stern stare, Kathryn casually leaned backwards in her chair to get her second in command's attention. Blaine Tuttle knelt at her side soundlessly. "Set it up," she crisply ordered.
It was almost impossible to miss the smirk that flickered across his handsome face as he replied, "Consider it done boss."
Kathryn nodded and turned her attention back to the men in front of her who were wrapping up the meeting. Once again she found Valmont staring at her, or more accurately, leering at her. When he flicked his tongue across his pouty lips in a suggestive manor she rolled her eyes in response.
"Is there a problem Kathryn? Do you not agree with Michael's assessment?" Jack called out to her from his spot at the head of the table.
She nearly jumped in surprise at the sound of her boss's thundering voice. She flinched in embarrassment and judging by the smirk on Valmont's face this was just what he wanted. Covering as best she could, she forced a smile. "No it's fine." She glanced over at small, hobbit-like Michaels who she knew was a little afraid of her and added, "It's a little pedestrian, but I'm sure he can do something presentable with it."
Jack seemed to nod as if in agreement. "Alright then, well if that's all…"
Once again she tuned out her boss and glanced over at Valmont to find him laughing at her.
Oh, game on motherfucker.
For nearly two years she had been dealing with his shit but no more. After today Valmont would be history and out of her life for good.
Kathryn had known as soon as she laid eyes on him that he was going to be trouble. Sebastian Valmont arrived from Chicago to much fanfare. He was well known in the advertising community for his out there ad campaigns and bold marketing strategies. Cheap stunts was more like it, but Jack ate it up. Sebastian was the golden boy who could do no wrong, forget the fact that she had brought in more money for the company than any other senior executive in three years. Sexist fuckers.
If the fact that he was putting her corner office in jeopardy wasn't enough to despise him, there was also his reputation as a deceitful womanizer. Kathryn had no problem with sex, she didn't even have a problem with using sex to get what she wanted (as she often did) or as sport. What did annoy her, however, was the way Valmont flaunted it. In a little under two years he had managed to fuck most of the (attractive) female employees and several women in her own social circle, including some of her friends.
He had hit on her of course. She had barely introduced herself and she could already see him sizing her up with his eyes. Kathryn had shut down his come-on by flashing him her engagement ring, but it didn't seem to deter him any. Valmont never missed an opportunity to drop some lewd innuendo in her direction. Even after she broke off her engagement (good-bye Timothy and his micro penis) she still would have nothing to do with him. As if she would risk her reputation on him. Her sense of self-preservation was her religion, after all. There was no way she would allow herself to become another notch of the infamous Valmont head board.
What really irked her though, was that he got away with it. If Kathryn dared to act like he did in public she would be completely ridiculed for it, branded a slut, a whore or worse. But Valmont, the walking STD, fucked whomever he wanted, didn't care who found out about it and was celebrated for it. Meanwhile, she had to hide her indiscretions like a dirty little secret and unfortunately for her uncovering people's secrets was Valmont's specialty.
It happened last summer in the Hamptons, the place of so many social disasters. She was at the wedding of one of her good 'friends' from college and bored out of her mind. So when the groom placed a suggestive hand on her back and asked if she'd like to see the new Van Gogh they had acquired, who was she to say no? She was horny and her date was annoying.
Unfortunately what she hadn't realized was that Valmont was attending the wedding as well. Kathryn discovered this unwelcome news when she was bent over the leather chesterfield, getting fucked from behind by the recently married groom, with her tits falling out of her dress. Valmont had chosen that moment to come breezing into the room. With his camera. Needless to say it wasn't her finest moment.
Of course he had used the evidence as blackmail. He had lured her to his office one night and made her believe he wanted a blowjob in exchange for his silence. She was on her knees, her hand on his dick when he started laughing and pushed her away. "Merteuil do you honestly think I have any interest in your well-used sexual favors? Please. Like I could get hard for an uptight head-case like you."
He was lying of course; she had felt that much, however her pride wouldn't allow her to point that out. Instead of sex Valmont wanted her client list and then forced her to personally hand over her biggest account. Asshole.
The blackmail didn't last long. She didn't get where she was in this world by being anybody's puppet. After some light investigation Kathryn discovered she was on the Central Park Conservatory board along with Elizabeth Valmont, Sebastian's beloved mother. It hadn't taken much effort to get in her good graces (her name and reputation did most of the work) and when she had the woman eating out of the palm of her hand she let it slip that her son had been blackmailing her.
Elizabeth wasn't terribly surprised at her son's behavior, but had quickly gone about putting an end to it. She ordered Valmont to hand over the film and threatened him to leave her alone or else suffer a devastating blow to his trust fund. Being the mama's boy that he was, he had quickly complied. She had even made him apologize. It had been priceless! However, that was not in Kathryn's estimation fitting enough retribution so as one final fuck you she had hunted down his best friend and screwed him senseless. On Valmont's birthday. Checkmate dipshit.
And now here she was, several months later, with the biggest account of her career resting on the shoulders of Sebastian Valmont. Talk about being totally fucked.
Kathryn was about to approach Valmont and demand he drop out of their apparent partnership when she was distracted by the sight of Matthew Robertson, Jack's oldest son. Matt was a partner at a prestigious law firm as well as, handsome, smart and kind. When his light brown eyes landed on her a smile broke out on his face. "Kathryn, hey, I here congratulations are in order."
"Don't congratulate me yet. I haven't even gotten started. Not to mention have you heard who your father partnered me up with?"
An uneasy expression marred his handsome face as he glanced across the room at Sebastian who was chatting with another co-worker. "Yeah, Valmont, I heard. Sorry about that, but hey, at least you know the guy is talented."
"For a sleazy, under-handed, asshole," she grumbled back.
Matt seemed slightly taken aback. He scratched the back of his sandy colored hair. "Um, Kathryn did you and Sebastian ever…"
He trailed off and she blinked up at him innocently even though she clearly knew what he was asking. "Ever what?"
"Um, you know, hook-up?"
She let out a throaty chuckle. "Me and Valmont? Please. He's completely repulsive."
He appeared visibly relieved at this revelation. Matt nodded, "Good, I mean I figured as much. You're too smart to become one of Valmont's infamous girls."
"Clearly"
"Alright, so anyway, the reason I came by today was to make sure if we're still on for tonight."
Kathryn smiled and assured him, "Of course."
Her impulsive act of blowing him in the coat room during his parent's anniversary party last month had ended up being a master stroke. She had been bored (as was often the case lately) he was hot, so why not? When Matt called her relentlessly afterwards Kathryn had ignored him at first, honestly having no intentions of dealing with him again. Then she realized she might be able to use this to her advantage. What better way to endear herself to Jack than through his favored son? Last week she finally relented and agreed to go out with him. If Valmont fucked things up for her Matt would make an excellent plan B.
Moving in closer to her, he let his finger gently graze her hips as he murmured, "I can't wait to finish what we started."
Kathryn was surprised at his boldness, but none the less intrigued. "What makes you think I'm that sort of girl?" she teased.
Before he could respond, Valmont took this moment to interrupt. "It probably has something to do with that skirt length Merteuil," he drawled as he came up from behind.
Matt took a step back from her and his expression seemed to darken. She couldn't be sure he had heard the remark but she knew years of good breeding had likely taught him to ignore innuendo from the likes of men like Sebastian. "Good afternoon Valmont. Congratulations on landing the account."
Sebastian shook his hand and smile blandly. "Thank you Mathew. Your father chose well…for the most part," he added glancing her way.
"I tend to agree," Matt replied sharply.
The ice in his tone only seemed to amuse Valmont more. "I wasn't aware you two were seeing each other. How…convenient."
"Why would you?" she asked coldly. "It's none of your concern."
"Well seeing as we're partners now it sort of is."
"Actually Valmont," Matthew intoned, "It's not. Look Kathryn, I have to take off. I have a lunch meeting in twenty. Are you going to be alright?"
She was vaguely amused at the thought that she needed protection from Valmont. "I'll be fine. I'll call you later."
Matt squeezed her hand and smiled ruefully. "Play nice you two," he told them before heading out the door.
"I always do Matty," Sebastian replied to his departing back. Turning his full attention back to her he sneered, "You amaze me."
Kathryn rolled her eyes and sighed as if bored. "What's your problem now?"
"Are you so intimidated by my talent Merteuil that you've resorted to sleeping your way to the top?"
Once again she was struck by the need to physically lash out at him. "Get over yourself Valmont. My relationship with Matt has nothing to do with you. Come to think of it nothing in my life is any concern of yours. Including this project."
Intending to end the conversation she turned and headed out of the room and towards the elevators. Sebastian was right on her heels. "So you don't deny it then?"
She hit the down button. "Deny what?"
"Fucking him to get into Jack's inner circle and land yourself a partnership?"
Kathryn thought about outright denying it, but then she figured, why bother? It wasn't like Valmont was going to tattle on her or like anyone would believe him if he did. Turning to him she let her eyes bore into his as she challenged, "What if I am?"
"You little slut," she sneered.
She tossed back her head and laughed. "My aren't we the sanctimonious little hypocrite. It's perfectly fine for you to use sex and women to get what you want, but when I do it I'm a slut. How very convenient Valmont."
"Oh spare me the women's lib bullshit-
The elevator dinged and the heavy doors opened. "I like Mathew and if fucking him gets me a step ahead of you, well…bonus."
Kathryn stepped into the elevator assuming that was the end of the conversation but Sebastian followed. Still shaking his head in aggravation he asked, "Why bother with sonny boy? Why not just bang the big guy, cut out the middle man?"
She rolled her eyes at the question. "It's too obvious. Besides I can succeed without spreading my legs."
"Oh yeah? Then why bother?"
"Two reasons really. One, a girl needs a plan B. And it just so happens mine comes with a nine inch dick and a degree from Harvard law."
"Spare me," he sneered.
"And second," she turned to face him making sure he got the full impact of her next part as she intoned, "Because I enjoy it."
Sebastian flinched seemingly taken off guard by the blunt statement. "That's what really bothers you about this whole thing, isn't it? I'm not some frigid little debutante. It kills you to know that when I have his big, hard, dick in my mouth, I'm not thinking about how awful it is but rather just how yummy he tastes," she whispered in his ear. "It kills you to know it will never be you."
He seemed momentarily lost for words. When they did come his voice was gruff. "I could have you anytime I want."
"Could you?"
"Yes I could, but as I've told you countless times before I'm not interested."
Kathryn looked down at his hard-on that was pressing against her stomach. "Really? Your pants tent says otherwise."
The elevator dinged singling their floor. She smiled smugly back at him before exiting, pleased that for once had the upper hand. It wouldn't remain that way for long.
Valmont quickly fell into step beside her. "You've forgetting one thing Merteuil."
"And what's that?"
He grabbed her by the arm halting her strides and pulling her in close making her uncomfortable. "If I wanted you I could have had you by now. Remember a certain piece of blackmail material sweetheart? The truth of the matter in I'd rather stick my dick in battery acid than your venom filled twat."
She yanked herself out of his grasp and spat back, "Classy as ever Valmont."
He straightened his Prada shirt cuff and sighed, "Look, why don't you do us both a favor and tell Jack you'd rather not work on this campaign. Save yourself the embarrassment."
"Yeah, that will happen," she scoffed as she started to head to her office. Valmont followed after her. Kathryn shook her head in frustration. "And what do you mean my embarrassment?"
"We both know you're not right for this campaign. You don't have the creativity or experience to pull it off-
She stopped abruptly. "Oh and I suppose you do?"
"I've worked with them before, why do you think Jack brought me in?" He studied her a moment then asked, "You do know he's aiming to make me partner don't you?"
Kathryn's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "Says you"
Sebastian shrugged in an almost elegant manor. "It's why he brought me in from Chicago. He wanted me to build up my New York client list, get a feel for the place, see if I'm a correct fit. Clearly I am."
He smirked down at her, handsome and evil like a fallen Lucifer and she was momentarily reminded of something her great aunt Millie once told her: the prettiest boys are always the biggest assholes. Ain't that the truth. "You didn't think you were getting the promotion, did you? Oh poor, naive Kathryn. In what world?"
She honestly didn't think it was possible to hate someone more in that moment. "Fuck. You."
Ignoring her simmering rage Sebastian's attention was now on Sarah, one of the eighth floor secretaries, and her bouncing boobs. "Why would I do that?" Giving her one more patronizing glance, he walked off telling her, "When there are so many more interesting possibilities..."
Kathryn contemplated finishing off their argument but she knew when she had been beat. He had won this round but she would be damned if he got that promotion over her. Whatever it took.
As she watched the manwhore cozy up to the peroxide blonde, Kathryn realized someone was standing behind her. She let out a tired sigh and sneered, "I cannot wait to see that little shit destroyed."
Blaine Tuttle stood beside her with his arms crossed to his chest as he studied the couple in front of them like they were animals at the zoo. "Well, you won't have to wait long," he informed her.
"Is everything set up?"
"It should go viral in about ten minutes"
It was quite possibly the best news she had received all day. She smiled in Valmont's direction then headed off to her office with Tuttle following behind her as usual. She had a fabulous office. The best and most coveted outside of the partners. It was all light, steal with clean lines, designer fabrics, a desk imported from Italy, a Picasso on the one wall, and floor to ceiling windows with a view overlooking mid-town and Central Park. Perfection.
Kathryn took a seat behind her desk and started checking her emails and her stocks as Blaine took the seat across from her. "Finally," she sighed, "after two years of bullshit I'll finally be rid of that fucker. I can't believe the day has finally come."
"Hmm," her underling mused.
Her bright green eyes flashed at him and she demanded, "What?"
"Well far be it from me to second guess you-
"That's never stopped you before," she replied dryly.
He smirked back at her, "Yes well, I'm just wondering it perhaps you're being just a tad bit hasty."
"Come again?"
"Well you have to admit, you do your best work when you're competing with him. He keeps you on your toes and motivated. I mean just imagine what you two could accomplish if you combined your talents."
Kathryn's tiny nose crinkled in distaste at the idea. "Christ, now you sound like Jack. You can't seriously be in favor of this partnership?"
She was genuinely surprised to hear this coming from her most trusted and loyal minion. Blaine had worked for her for three years and she generally trusted his opinion above all others, especially when it came to strategizing and conspiring against the enemy. There was no one more ruthless that Blaine Tuttle and if it wasn't for the fact that he preferred dick she would have been fucking him by now. They were almost always on the same wave length so she couldn't understand why he couldn't see how detrimental it was to her career to have Valmont around.
She rolled her eyes in exhaustion. "God, please don't tell me he got to you too. Are you falling under Valmont's spell as well? Is ass isn't that spectacular."
"Actually it is, but no. I'm in agreement with you. The man's a complete asshole and deserves any misery you wish to bring on him. Besides, you know I'm only loyal to you. You practically made me swear it in blood."
"Then what are you getting at?" she demanded impatiently.
"I think you're overlooking one alternative"
"And what pray tell is that?"
Leaning forward in his chair a slow smile spread on his face as she revealed, "Keep your friends close and your enemies closer." When she stared at him blankly he explained bluntly, "I think you should fuck his ever-loving brains out. Learn his secrets to take him down. Think old school espionage."
Kathryn wasn't an idiot. This of course had occurred to her before, but she had quickly dismissed the idea when she realized just how much of a pig Valmont really was. Just the mere thought of having him inside her freaked her out. "That idea is repulsive Blaine. Like I would let the human STD anywhere near me."
Her closest ally studied her. "Mmm, I think the lady doth protest too much."
"Mmm, I think the underling wants to collect unemployment," she volleyed back.
Tuttle held up his hands in a sign of surrender. "Alright, it was just a suggestion. Have your little war if it will make you happy."
"Thank you"
Before she could get down to giving him his next assignment both of their cell phones simultaneously went off. She checked her cell to see she had an incoming text from one Sebastian Valmont notifying her of an important link. When she clicked on it she was immediately directed to a video of a man and a woman in an office. They were graphically fucking. On a desk. Sebastian's desk to be specific. The man was of course Sebastian and the woman was the new receptionist Bethany, spread eagle on his desk, tits flopping about as he drove into her.
Kathryn smiled. "Well done Tuttle"
"Some of my best work," he admitted.
"It can't be traced?"
"No, seeing as it was uploaded from his computer. I knew that key to his office would come in handy."
She glanced over him and smirked. "So it was worth fucking randy Andy then?"
Blaine seemed to visibly shiver as she brought up his encounter with Valmont's personal assistant. "Just barely," he grumbled. "But once Jack and the other partners see this and realize they hired an overage frat boy, you should be a shoe in for the promotion."
"Let's hope so," she sighed as she studied the video and watched as Valmont effortlessly grabbed the girl's leg and flipped her onto her stomach. He seemed engrossed by something in front of him. When she realized what it was she huffed out a laugh. "Unbelievable, he's getting off on watching himself fuck. Christ, the loser mine as well be masturbating."
Kathryn got up from her chair and opened her office door. As she looked out she noticed all of her visible co-workers were either staring at their phone's or at their computer screens. There was an obvious giddiness in the air as people were laughing and running over to one another, huddle in doorways and at desks. Tuttle leaned against her entry and drawled, "I'm guessing everyone got the text."
"Except one person"
Sebastian was right were she left him, chatting up the blond secretary, completely oblivious to the chaos around him. He was far too busy being Sebastian Valmont, super stud to notice. His hand rested casually on her trim waist while he leaned in and whispered something in her ear that made her laugh.
Kathryn turned up her nose in distaste. "Gross"
"Oh wait," Blaine piped in, "I think we have incoming."
The blonde's phone buzzed and she turned away from her flirting superior just enough to check it out. She glanced back at him once before turning her attention back on her phone. A moment later her expression fell and she glared daggers up at him. She pushed Valmont back and spat something at him that sounded like, "asshole", before storming off.
A stupefied Sebastian called out after her. Glancing around the office he seemed to finally get that something was amiss. People were staring and discreetly laughing. "What the fuck," he muttered.
Finally, he took out his phone. He studied it for a long time before slowly looking around the office, as if searching for someone. When at last his gaze fell on Kathryn, his clear blue eyes narrowed. He knew. She smirked back at him triumphantly.
Valmont started towards her when Jack suddenly came sweeping off the elevator and zeroed in on Sebastian. The bigger man muttered something in his ear and practically dragged him back into the elevator. Kathryn let out a laugh, "Well I guess that's the end of Valmont."
"You really think Jack will fire him for this?"
"How can he not?" she challenged. "He circulated a video of himself fucking a subordinate. In his office. How would that look if they let it slide? Trust me, his ass will be out of here in an hour."
Blaine didn't look nearly convinced as he sighed, "You better hope so. He did not look pleased. I think he figured it out."
Kathryn went back to her office and began pulling out files. "Well I never said he was an idiot."
"And you're not worried about him retaliating?"
"Please, I can handle Valmont. Now I have to get started on this campaign. Seeing as I'm very likely going to be doing it myself. Go get those prospectives from Anderson, would you? I have a lot of work to do," she sighed.
Kathryn got to work and was deep into it, having almost completely forgotten about the Valmont situation, when there was a knock on her door later that afternoon. Vaguely annoyed that her secretary hadn't screened whoever it was ahead of time, she called out irritably, "Come in."
"Afternoon Kathryn"
She was genuinely surprised to look up and find Matt standing in her doorway. Kathryn was always a little taken aback by how handsome he was. Tall, broad shoulders, and sandy hair that always managed to not fall in his handsome face. He offered her a boyish smile and asked, "Is this a bad time? You look busy."
"No it's fine, I could use a break," she replied even though she hated to be interrupted while in the midst of working. "Two times in one day. Keep this up and I'm going to start thinking you like me."
His smile wavered a little bit at the teasing and he appeared somewhat uneasy. The hairs on the back of Kathryn's neck went up. Something was up. Closing the heavy drawer she had been searching through with a thud she asked, "What's up Matt? Is something wrong?"
He scratched the back of his head; something she was starting to notice was a nervous tick of his. She would have to get rid of that if they were to progress in the future. "Um, yeah, kind of. Damn, I don't know how to say this."
"Then just say it," she replied trying to keep the impatience from her voice.
"Well, I wanted to do this in person rather than over the phone…" he studied her a long moment before revealing, "We have to break our date for tonight."
"Well that's fine, I'm sort of swamped right now anyway. Maybe we can go-
"No Kathryn, I mean I don't think we should go out…at all."
She felt as if she had the wind knocked out of her. This she hadn't been expecting. At all. He had practically been salivating for her earlier. What the hell?
Having been raised from a young age to bury her emotions at all costs, Kathryn swallowed her anger and instead inquired, "Oh? Is something the matter? Don't you like me anymore?"
"Oh I do! I do!" he exclaimed rushing forward his hands extended. "I mean I think you're great, amazing even. You're beautiful and smart and sexy as hell and-
"Then what's the problem?" she interrupted.
"Well did you read the inter-office memo my father sent out today?"
No, as a matter of fact she hadn't read any memos or emails for that matter as she had been too wrapped up in her presentation. "What memo?"
"My father, he sent out a memo to everyone in the company announcing he was implementing a new policy. No inter-office dating or 'romantic entanglements' among co-workers. He sent it after Valmont circulated his homemade porn. I'm sorry Kathryn, I just don't see how this could work out."
Kathryn's head was swimming from all this new information. No inter-office dating? Was he kidding? Half the building was sleeping with each other. Did the old man really expect that was going to stop because he sent out a memo? Something else suddenly occurred to her. "But Matt you don't work for the company."
"Yes but my firm represents the company. I mean to be honest if it wasn't my father's company it probably wouldn't make a difference, but how would it look if his own son didn't obey the rules?"
Like he actually had some balls, she thought bitterly. She couldn't believe her plan b was suddenly out the window and all because she wanted to destroy Valmont. Irony was never amusing.
Offering her a sheepish smile he said, "I hope we can still be friends."
Under normal circumstances Kathryn would have told him to go fuck himself and call her when he grew a set, but seeing as he was the boss's son that didn't seem wise. Instead she forced a smile and dug her nails into her palms once again. By the end of the day she would need a new manicure.
"Of course Mathew. I would like that," she replied as she got to her feet.
He nodded and walked around her desk. She expected he would hug her and instead he offered his hand. She lamely shook it. They stared at each other awkwardly for a moment before she said, "Well I have to get back to work…"
"Me too," he replied clearly pleased to get out of there. "Um, I'll see you around Kathryn. Bye"
As she watched him depart the smile that had been frozen on her face suddenly fell. Kathryn slumped back into her desk chair and tried to figure out her next step. She was strategizing when she noticed someone walk by her office. Valmont. He looked back at her through the clear glass wall and when their eyes met a smug smile spread across his face as he headed down the hall.
Hell. No.
Without a second thought Kathryn was on her feet and charging out of her office after him. She paid no mind to anyone else as she came up behind him, grabbed his arm and yanked him into another, smaller, conference room.
Pulling away from her Valmont snarled, "What's your damage psycho?"
Slamming the door behind her she stormed up to him and demanded, "What the hell are you still doing here? Why aren't you packing up your office?"
He stared back at her blankly. "Don't worry I am packing up my office. I'm packing up…and planning on moving into yours."
"Excuse me?"
"Did you honestly believe your amateur little plan was going to work?" he asked. "I mean really Kathryn, I'm rather disappointed in you. If you were aiming to take me down I would think you wouldn't be so pathetic as to resort to high school pranks."
She shrugged off the accusation. "I have no idea what you're talking about."
Sebastian rolled his eyes as he reached into his suit pocket. "Sure you don't. Here," he tossed a small metal object at her that she quickly caught, "You left this behind. Tell your little minion he might want to hide it someplace a little less obvious next time."
It was the tiny camera Kathryn had Tuttle plant in Valmont's office last week. She dropped in on the floor and crushed it under her Jimmy Choo. "Once again, why are you still here?"
He shrugged casually as he leaned back against the table behind them. "Where else would I be? Did you honestly think they'd fire me because I screwed some bimbo assistant? Wake up Kathryn, you're talking about men who fly in pussy from oversees to share over lunch. It was nothing to them. Hell, the old man patted me on the back and asked if her tits were real. He offered me the Victoria Secret account by the way. Said I really knew my way around a pair of panties."
Kathryn reeled as if she was going to vomit. None of this necessarily surprised her it just frustrated her to no end. "Unfucking real. You make a porn in your office-
"Not exactly voluntarily," he grumbled.
"And you're rewarded for it. If I had done it I'd be tossed out on my ass and blacklisted across the industry. Yeah, no double standard there."
"Oh boo hoo," Valmont spat. "I'm sorry I'm trampling all over your supposed feminist ideals and making it more difficult for you to slut it up in public Merteuil." He tapped her head condescendingly, "Better luck next time."
As he started to head for the door something suddenly occurred to her. "Wait a second, if Jack didn't care about your little indiscretion why did he send out that memo about inter-office romances?"
Her nemesis slowly turned on his heels, a Cheshire cat smile spread across his handsome mug. Clearly he had been waiting for her to ask this. "Well that was my idea. You see I suggested to him that I wasn't terribly clear on company policy and that perhaps to avoid such mishaps in the future he should make some sort of formal announcement."
"You son of a bitch," she hissed, her delicate hands curling into fists.
Sebastian chuckled at her anger. "So much for your big date."
Not only was the degenerate staying on, he had single handedly dismantled her plan B and hopes of getting laid tonight. It was too much. Kathryn strode forward and promptly kneed him in the groin. "Asshole"
Valmont called out in pain and collapsed against the desk struggling for breath. "You little bitch," he gasped in agony.
Kathryn stood in front of him arms crossed to her chest, enjoying his pain. "I'm sorry did that hurt? I think we can both agree you deserved that."
"Oh gee," he spat back, "I'm sorry I'm making it so difficult for you to fuck your way up the corporate ladder."
"I don't need to," she volleyed back, "I'll beat you without Matt and then I'll take supreme satisfaction in your downfall."
Sebastian straightened himself out trying to hide his grimace of pain as he did and failing as he strode up to her. "I'll have your office in a week and the only pleasure you'll be deriving will be from your worn out vibrator."
"You're a pig," she hissed.
Before she could lay into him further the door to the conference room opened and Jack came striding in, purposefully as always. "Hey you two, I can here you from out in the hallway."
Kathryn forced a smile, "Sorry about that Jack. Just a minor disagreement."
"Right, well while I believe healthy competition is good, I'm much more interested in seeing what the two brightest minds in this company can do when they combine their talents. Understand?"
Oh she understood alright. It was get along or get fired. "Of course Jack"
"Sure thing boss," Sebastian muttered.
"Great…and I want to see it first thing tomorrow"
Both of the eyes bugged. Tomorrow? Impossible, she had worked all day and still wasn't anywhere near prepared. Before she could express this Valmont spoke up. "Um Jack, tomorrow? I don't think that's going to work. I have an important dinner tonight."
"It's going to have to wait," the older man said in a tone that brokered no arguments. Kathryn was at least pleased she hadn't been the one to voice this judging by the look he was sending Sebastian's way. "You two are to present your ideas tomorrow in front of the partners at 9 am. Understand?"
They eyed each other uneasily before replying in unison, "Yes, Jack."
He tossed them one last smile before heading out the door. Once alone Sebastian sagged down into a nearby chair. "I cannot believe this," he groaned.
Kathryn had a feeling he was more annoyed by his interrupted evening then the sped up time table. "Hot date?"
"You have no idea," he muttered.
She kneeled down next to him and offered up a beaming smile. "I guess you'll just have to settle for your hand and a bathroom stall tonight. Oh, I can lend you my vibrator if you like."
He glared venomously back at her. "Fuck. You."
She chuckled as she got to her feet. "Have it your way. I'm going to go work on my presentation."
"Hold it," he called out. "Didn't you hear Jack? We have to work on this together. So this is what we're going to do. You come up with something, I come up with something. Best one wins. We'll meet up later tonight to decide."
"Fine," she sighed realizing she was going to have to bite the bullet and work with him.
"Fine, my office at nine"
"As if," Kathryn scoffed. "Like I'm stepping one foot in that cesspool."
Sebastian rolled his eyes. "Alright, neutral territory, conference room A. Don't keep me waiting Merteuil."
"Wouldn't dream of it Valmont," she shot back sarcastically.
Of course she kept him waiting.
At first it really wasn't on purpose. She was so busy putting her presentation together she let the time get away from her. Even when she accidentally spilled her cappuccino on her white silk blouse, she didn't have time to go home and change so instead she put on the black Gucci dress she had planned to wear on her date with Matt rather than go home to find something more appropriate.
Around 8:45 Kathryn realized she had to hustle but then decided against it. Why should she, so Valmont go get to his awaiting bimbo? To hell with that. Instead, she leisurely drank her coffee, looked over her emails and waited until a quarter to ten before leaving her office and heading to the elevator.
As the lift brought her to the thirty-third floor she realized how quiet the building was. The cleaning crew were the only people occupying any of the offices. It felt like a ghost town. Most everything on the floor was dark except for the beam of light coming from conference room A.
Kathryn entered the expansive, elegant room to find Sebastian sitting at the head of the long rectangular table, slouched in his seat. "Finally!" he bellowed as she stepped inside. "Thank you so much for gracing me with your presence Kathryn." Sitting up in his chair his gaze raked over her. "What the fuck are you wearing?"
"Gucci," she explained as she began laying out her presentation materials.
"Why? Are you headed to your part time job as an escort later tonight?"
She looked down and for the first time realized perhaps the dress was a little too sexy. But then again it wasn't like it was some Versace bandage dress. It was a tight back garment, with long sleeves and a deep v neck line. Sure it wasn't the sort of thing she would ever normally wear around the office, but she didn't have time to change and besides, it was only Valmont.
"Why, would you like me to say hello to your date if I do?"
"Touché," he replied with a wave of his hand. "And for your information she wasn't a whore. She was the Sport's Illustrated swimsuit model."
Kathryn snickered, "Same difference. Well I guess the poor dear will just have to get her five minutes of pleasure from some other loser."
Sebastian dropped his palms on the mahogany desk in annoyance. "Can we please just get this over with? I've had about enough of you and your cunty little mouth for one day."
"Fine, let's get started then"
Kathryn proceeded to go through her presentation for the next twenty minutes using projections, video equipment and her laser pen. It was a streamline approach that would appeal to both urban professionals and Middle America. It was quite brilliant if she did say so herself.
Evidently Valmont didn't agree. During the entire presentation he sat slumped in his chair looking bored. When she finished she asked, "Well, what do you think?"
"Its fine," he sighed.
"Fine?"
Sebastian sat up straighter, obviously getting ready to pounce. "Yes fine Kathryn. I'm being polite. To be honest I found it rather derivative of what Microsoft and T-Mobile did two years ago. This is the biggest technology company in the world. We need something more exciting if we want to win over Jack."
Never one to take criticism lying down she challenged, "Oh I'm sorry I'm boring you. What was there not enough T & A to stimulate you Valmont?"
He shrugged, "What can I tell you princess, sex sells." Giving her the side eye he smirked, "You should know that better than anyone."
Kathryn tossed her laser pointer to the table in an annoyed huff. "You're useless."
Sebastian leaned forward and snatched up the pen. "Can I give you a word of advice?"
"Could I stop you?" she grumbled.
"Why don't you take that well hidden sexuality of yours and put it into your work." He turned on the pen and aimed it in her direction. "Show off the real Kathryn Merteuil for once rather than hide her behind designer suits and phony self-righteousness."
She considered this a moment and realized he might have a point. However, before any of it cold truly sink in she looked down and noticed he was tracing her cleavage with the laser pointer. Kathryn let out an angry huff and waved him away. "You don't know the first thing about me Valmont."
The mocking look in his eyes seemed to disappear a moment as his stare bore into hers. "I know more than you think," he said without a trace of sarcasm.
They stared at each other for one long heated moment before she looked away. She didn't need this right now. Not after the day she just had. "Just give me my pen back and let's get on with this," Kathryn grumbled.
Sebastian leaned forward in his seat, extending the pen to her. When she reached for it however he tossed it carelessly behind him. The metal object landed with a dull thud against the carpeted floor and rolled underneath the wet bar. Her face twisted in scorn as she stared down into his mocking face. "Oops," Sebastian taunted. "Well now, let's get on with thereal presentation."
Kathryn got down on her hand and knees and looked under the bar. "You're such a fucking child," she spat in frustration. It was completely dark under there. She couldn't see anything as she reached blindly for the pen.
She was so caught up in her task and her growing annoyance with him she hadn't realized he didn't bother to level one of his famous devastating insults her way. "I should be out with Mathew right now not scourging around on the floor like a god damn servant."
Rather than a sharp retort he made a sound from the back of his throat like he was in pain. "Jesus Christ," he groaned.
Spotting the pen she reached and grasped for it. "What's your problem now?"
Kathryn was about to get back on her feet when suddenly she felt something. Valmont's hand. On her ass. She stilled in shock. For a brief second she thought she was imagining it or that he had just accidentally brushed against her but no, he was very much cupping her ass. Slowly she looked over her shoulder at him and hissed, "You've got to be kidding me."
His eyes found hers and he gave her a helpless shrug. "Wish I was. Unfortunately your cunty little mouth just does it for me I guess. Not to mention that ridiculous skirt length."
She was about to tell him to get his hands off of her or at least that's what she wanted to do. She could feel the words form, but she said nothing just stared back at him incredulously as he slowly moved behind her and pressed his groin to her backside. Kathryn could feel the hard line of his cock rest against the crack of her ass and holy shit, he was not small. Like at all.
Her head swung forward as she tried to contain a surprised gasp of pleasure. She was horrified to realize she was turned on. That familiar fluttering of lust gathered in her belly at the same time she grew annoyed at his presumptuousness. Just because he got a hard-on she was suddenly suppose to spread for him? He was such an arrogant asshole.
Oddly enough her increasing hatred for him did nothing to reduce her burgeoning lust. Suddenly the idea of hate-filled sex with Valmont made her clit twitch. What was wrong with her?
"Don't tell me you've never thought about it," he whispered to her, his voice taking on a husky quality she had never heard before. Valmont's hand slid from her ass to underneath her skirt. A second later he was palming her cunt. "I've thought about it. A lot."
A lot? She wondered what constituted a lot. Did he jerk off to her? How disgusting…and kind of hot.
Of course she had thought about it. Kathryn enjoyed sex, perhaps more than the average female. Sebastian's reputation was notorious and she had heard enough stories from the bimbo's at work and her friends to know he was talented in bed. She had wondered from time to time if the legend lived up to reality, but that's all it ever was. Wondering. She knew better than to act on her curiosity. Sebastian delighted in destroying women and given his hatred for her he would take particular pleasure in destroying her reputation and career. No way on earth would she let him have that sort of power over her. She had to put a stop to this. Now.
Ignoring the pulsating between her legs she looked back around at him and with as much venom as she could muster ordered, "Get your hands off me."
Sebastian cocked an eyebrow at her command. "You sure about that? Your pussy says otherwise."
His dexterous fingers danced against the lace fabric of her panties, gently massaging her clit. Kathryn contained the moan that desperately wanted to break through and instead straightened up and pushed him away from her forcefully. He tumbled onto his ass and regarded her with annoyance as she rose to her feet. "Not interested," she spat as she straightened her dress.
Valmont got to his feet and brushed himself off. "I never took you for a cocktease Merteuil."
She wheeled around to face him suddenly. "You're disgusting."
"And you're a bitch"
Suddenly he was kissing her, hard and furious and even more disturbing she found herself kissing him back just as forcefully. With one hand buried in her hair and the other possessively grabbed onto her waist crushing her pliant body to his. Kathryn was genuinely surprised she could change gears from being furious to turned on so quickly.
Just as suddenly as he had kissed her, he picked her up and none too gently tossed her down on the same conference table they had their meeting at earlier that day. Kathryn tried to put the thought out of her mind.
They attacked each other's mouths hungrily. That's just what it was, attacking. There was nothing gentle or romantic about it. They wanted to devour each other whole. Kathryn nipped at his plump lips with her teeth as Valmont's hands roamed her body. It felt like he was everywhere at once, grabbing her ass, her thigh, her breasts at the same time the slinky material of her dress began to ride up as they moved against the smooth surface of the table.
Sebastian began yanking his tie and jacket off while simultaneously grinding his groin against hers making her anxious for what was about to unfold. When he briefly broke away from her mouth it offered her a moment of clarity. "It's stupid to do this here," she gasped.
Indeed it was, as anyone could walk in. Sure the building was quiet, but she couldn't be sure there wasn't someone lurking around.
"You'll get no argument from me," he panted. "You really want to finish this someplace else?"
No, she didn't, if only because she feared if they were to stop and go back to her apartment or a hotel or even one of their offices she would realize what a colossally stupid idea it was to screw Valmont and she would put an end to it. She was too far gone at this point to back out.
Instead of giving him an answer she pulled him back into a kiss. He momentarily returned it before pulling away and getting back on his feet. Sebastian looked her over with a cocky expression. She could just imagine how she must look flush from desire, dress pushed up to her waist, legs spread and dangling from the table. He licked his lips as his gaze raked up and down her body. Kathryn had to admit she liked the attention as much as the blatant desire radiating from his eyes. "Christ, look at you," he groaned. He began unbuttoning his white dress shirt as he ordered, "Take out your tits."
She supposed she should be offended by the harsh command, but it oddly just turned her on more. Still she couldn't resist mocking, "That's not very romantic."
Sebastian offered her that smirk that usually annoyed her so much. "You show me yours, I'll show you mine Merteuil."
She waited a beat before reaching into the deep V neck of her dress and pulling her breasts out. She wasn't wearing a bra, one of the benefits of being young and not being overly endowed, but she knew they were impressive none the less. Judging by the look that passed over Valmont's face he was clearly pleased. "Very nice"
He unzipped his pants and let them drop to the floor. His underwear followed exposing his sizeable appendage. Kathryn flinched. He was large, most definitely bigger than she expected. At the thought of him entering her, stretching her she rubbed her thighs together to appease the sudden ache. Still, she wasn't about to give him the satisfaction of drooling over his pretty dick. "It will do," she replied with as much detachment as she could muster.
Sebastian just smiled back as he began palming his cock. Kathryn watched momentarily hypnotized as he slowly jacked himself off. It was most definitely on her top ten list of sexiest things she had ever seen. However, she was getting more and more turned on by the minute which was making her increasingly frustrated. She sat up on her elbows and asked, "Are you going to play with yourself all evening Valmont or are you going to fuck me?"
His expression twisted into a snarl as he reached for her suddenly and abruptly flipped her onto her stomach. Kathryn let out a huff of surprise as he bent her over at the waist and pressed himself against her ass once again. She could feel the pre-cum from his cock leak out on her butt. "I think I should be afforded the same courtesy you gave what's his name in the Hamptons."
It took her lust addled brain a moment to figure out what he was talking about. "Bradley," she reminded him.
Sebastian grabbed her by the shoulders and brought her up so he could kiss her neck. "Yeah, him," he muttered heatedly in her ear as he teeth nipped at her neck and his hands squeezed her breasts. "Shit, I wanted to so badly…"
Wait. What? This was news to her as she recalled how much pleasure he took it telling her he could never be attracted to a head case like her. Kathryn turned her head as best she could and asked, "What was that?"
"Nothing," he breathed, "It was nothing. Are you on the pill?"
Flinching at the abrupt change of topic she replied, "Yeah, of course."
"Good," he grunted. Suddenly there was the sound of fabric ripping as he tore her delicate black lace panties from her body. The feeling of the cool air on her over-heated pussy caused her to whimper.
Then before she knew what was happening he was feeding his cock slowly into her cunt. The searing heat of him, the way he stretched and filled her so fully caused Kathryn to fall forward on the table, her fingers grasping for purchase. "Valmont," she gasped when he was fully inside her. "Shit"
She let his warm hand glide up her back and rest on her shoulder as his other gripped her hip. Slowly, almost painfully slow, he pulled out of her nearly to the tip before lunging forward. Kathryn gasped at the pleasure and slight pain it brought on as he stretched her. She couldn't seem to breathe easily, but then again, neither could he.
"God damn, you're tight," he panted as he proceeded to pump in and out of her at a steady pace. "So much tighter than I would have guessed."
It sounded like there was an insult buried somewhere in there. She couldn't resist. "Thought about this a lot, have you?" she taunted.
He responded with a smack to her ass. "Be nice," he warned.
"Or what?"
Sebastian let go of her shoulder and instead grabbed her by the hair and yanked. Hard. "Or else I'm going to empty my load in you and leave you to satisfy this greedy cunt all on your own," he threatened.
The slight pain he was causing her with his gruff handling turned her on as much as his dirty words. Still she couldn't help herself from baiting him. "You really think you're up to the challenge Valmont?"
He replied by thrusting into her hard. "Does it feel like I'm up for it sweetheart?"
"All right, then how about a challenge? You make me come twice before you come once and I'll let you shoot it wherever you like," she offered.
Sebastian continued to fuck her in earnest, yanking her by the hair as he did. "You got yourself a deal baby," he panted in between thrusts.
It was a bet she was destined to loose. Sebastian didn't just shove his dick in and out of her. He worked her with it, exploiting friction, changing angles and depths of penetration. It also didn't help that she was angled just so over the desk that with each thrust a certain nub of flesh rubbed against hard wood causing her over stimulated pussy to throb in pleasure. Her first cum came minutes after she threw down her challenge.
As Kathryn came pulsating around his relentless cock, Sebastian called out arrogantly, "That's one Merteuil."
She was surprised he was able to hold himself at bay. Judging by his now erratic thrusts he was close. Pulling her up close to him he palmed her tits and twisted her nipples. She whimpered at the ruff treatment, but held herself back. She wouldn't succumb to him so easily. "Fuck this tight little body drives me crazy," he muttered in her ear. "Do you have any idea how often I've wanted to bend you over and just claim this pussy for myself?"
His hand was now at her cunt, rubbing at her labia and clit. Shit. Apparently he had discovered her thing for dirty talk. Kathryn could feel him smile against her neck. "I wanted to push you, face down into the floor and take what I wanted whether you'd give it up to me or not." She whimpered as he manipulated her clit and the familiar burning started in her stomach. Fuck she was close.
"Come on Kathryn, let that wet little pussy cum. I want to feel you go off on my cock."
Moments later she did just that, pulsating and panting as she came in his arms in a sudden rush. She sagged to the table in exhaustion while Sebastian continued to pump into her for another minute before pulling out abruptly. She whimpered as he left her and the sudden emptiness she felt.
Without a word Sebastian pushed her onto her back and kneeled over her, furiously jerking his cock. He aimed it at her breasts and neck. Seconds later his hot, sticky cum was covering her tits, neck and cheek. Kathryn gasped at the feeling and although she knew she should feel some debasement from it, all she felt was pleasure. God she was still wet.
"What was that?" she panted.
"A prelude"
Before she could question him further, Sebastian was kneeling in front of her and spreading her legs. She let out a gasp of surprise when his mouth was suddenly on her. Everywhere. "What are you doing?" she breathed.
"If you have to ask…"
This was surprising and a little perplexing. She hadn't taken Valmont as the considerate lover type. Kathryn figured as soon as he got off he would pull up his pants and be half way out the door. That said, she wasn't about to complain.
Spreading her legs wider, she rested her heels on the edge of the desk. "Perhaps you're not so useless after all Valmont," she purred as his tongue burrowed its way inside her well fucked hole.
In response he nipped at her labia with his teeth causing her to call out in surprise. Sitting up, she grasped him by the hair and ordered, "Play nice." He winked up at her before going back to his task.
Kathryn was so lost in her pleasure she hadn't realized her phone was ringing at first. When she did she glanced disinterestedly at her clutch and considered ignoring it, but then her curiosity got the better of her. She reached for it and answered without seeing who it was. "Yes?"
"Hey Kathryn, its Mathew"
At the sound of her former date's voice she stilled and her eyes flew down to Sebastian who looked genuinely amused by this turn of events. "Um, hello Mathew. This is a surprise."
She attempted to push him away, but he remained where he was, buried between her legs. When his tongue resumed his ministrations she lamely tried to squirm away, but honestly it felt too good to stop. Meanwhile Matt continued to babble on. "Yeah, uh, I just wanted to make sure you were okay…I mean with everything that went down this afternoon…"
Kathryn could barely register what he was saying. Sebastian had begun applying these teasing little licks to her clit while he stuck two fingers inside her. "Kathryn? Are you there?"
The feeling of teeth nipping her clit caused her to call out, "YES! Um, yes Matt I'm here." She bit her lip in order to control her breathing. "I'm fine, I totally understand your position."
"But does he understand yours?" Valmont muttered. She kicked him in the back with her heel.
"You're not alone are you?"
Kathryn stilled for a minute wondering if he could tell what she was doing. Did he know? "What do you mean?"
"Well that's why I'm calling. My father told me he has you and Valmont working together tonight. I just wanted to make sure everything is okay." There was a pause before he added, "He didn't try anything did he?"
Once again Kathryn paused at the question. She wondered if he suspected something was going on with her and Sebastian. Was he jealous? Was he just trying to check up on her? "I know you two don't get along and he seems to get off on getting a rise out of you."
No he wasn't checking up because he thought something was going on between them. He was concerned about her well being. If Kathryn was a normal sort of girl she might feel guilty about this, but really she was just annoyed he was getting in the way of her oncoming orgasm. "I'm fine Mathew. I assure you I can handle Valmont." As she said it she grasped her lover tighter by the back of the head and rode his mouth. "If that's all…"
"Well actually there was something else. I was thinking, you know there's a good possibility my father will forget this whole 'no dating co-workers thing' in a month or so. He tends to get over things rather quickly. And he is especially fond of you Kathryn."
"Mm-hmm," she replied trying to not whimper out loud.
"Maybe we can try our date again?"
Under normal circumstances she would have made him sweat it out longer before giving him an answer. However she didn't have that luxury at the moment. "Yeah, sure Matt I would like that." She was about to hang up when she noticed Sebastian was watching her and listening intently to the call. She suddenly was hit by a bolt of naughty inspiration. "Actually, I would like that a lot Matt. I enjoyed our time at the party. In fact…I can't wait to have your big, hard, cock back in my mouth," she purred.
Kathryn was never that forward or blunt with him. Even when she sucked him off she did it almost as if it was accidental. There was a long pause on his end. Finally, "Um, yeah, I, uh, really enjoyed that too."
She nearly laughed out loud when she looked down and found Sebastian scowling at her like an angry little boy. Men were so easy. Wanting to see how far she could push things she continued, "On second thought I don't think I want you to put it there…"
"Hang up the phone Kathryn," came Valmont's sharp demand. A tiny shiver moved through her when she realized he was angry, his voice low and clipped. It was a turn on.
This time she winked at him as she continued, "I want you to put it in my tight…wet…"
"Oh god Kathryn," Matt panted on the other end, "You're so damn hot."
"Then again I don't think I want it there either." She made sure Valmont's eyes were on her as she said, "I think I'd rather you put it in my snug, little ass…"
She was fairly certain her boss's son just came in his pants. Sebastian was on his feet in an instant. He yanked the phone from her. "Bye, bye, Matty," he sneered into the receiver, before turning it off and tossing it carelessly to the floor.
Without another word he dropped back onto his knees and proceeded to finish eating her out. Kathryn clutched on to his short hair and ground herself against his aggressive mouth. Sebastian sucked her tender swollen clit into his mouth so hard she saw stars as she came. She let out a litany of curses as she climaxed, but didn't say his name. She refused to give him that.
When she grew too tender to be touched, Sebastian backed away and slumped into the chair behind him. His gaze studied her as she tried her best to pull herself together. He wiped at his wet mouth and told her, "You taste better than I would have thought."
Kathryn rolled her eyes as she pulled up her dress. "Don't be crude Valmont."
"Why? You clearly enjoy it," he challenged. "What did Captain America want?"
She shrugged, "He wanted to try our date again next month. He thinks Jack will be over this new policy in a few weeks. Wants to pick up where we left off."
"I bet he does. The doufus was probably rubbing one out while you were on the phone." He ran a hand through his hair and griped, "I can't believe you blew that loser in the coat room."
Kathryn's eyes narrowed suspiciously. "How do you know that?"
He grinned back smugly. "I have my ways. Jesus, he's so boring Kathryn, why bother?"
"Well his nine inch dick for starters"
"Mine is ten and a half," he replied as he motioned down to his now half-hard cock resting against his stomach. "Tell me, were you really going to let him fuck you in the ass?"
She shrugged, "Probably."
A flicker of lust shot across his face as he reached out and caressed her bare thigh. "Will you be allowing me the same privilege?"
Kathryn tossed off his hand and closed her legs. "No"
"Oh come on you'll let Dudley Do-Right do anal, but not me?" he pouted.
"Yes," she argued, "He's a nice boy. You clearly aren't."
He leaned over in his chair and smiled flirtatiously at her. "Exactly, I'll make it nice and dirty for you. Just like you like. Just like he could never do."
Kathryn leaned closer to him and grinned. "Careful Valmont, you're starting to sound like a jealous school-boy."
He didn't even flinch at the accusation. "Why would I be jealous sweetheart? You're wearing my cum after all."
She looked down at her chest and indeed saw the remnants of his last orgasm. He had a point. She rolled her eyes and got off the table. "I need a drink."
"Make me one too," he ordered.
She looked over her shoulder at him and sneered, "What am I your personal secretary now."
"I just had my tongue up your twat. It's the least you can do."
At the very vulgar mention of what they just did Kathryn visibly shivered. She walked over to the Edwardian wet bar and poured two scotches neat. As she took a sip she caught her reflection in the Renoir painting in front of her. She looked thoroughly fucked.
This was such a bad idea on so many levels. How the hell were they ever going to work together again after this? And what about the presentation? There was no way they'd finish it by tomorrow morning. Kathryn was suddenly longing for the time when she hated the sight of Valmont and didn't want to fuck him senseless.
She was awoken from her thoughts when she felt him come up from behind her. He took the scotch she poured for him and downed it as he pressed his naked front into her backside. "Alright no anal tonight-
"Or ever"
"At least let me finger you"
Kathryn laughed at the pleading in his voice. "Valmont you sound like a horny teenager."
"Are you complaining?" He set his glass down and brusher her hair off her neck before kissing her in an almost gentle manor. "Let's take this off," he whispered as he slowly pulled down her dress. When the garment pooled at her feat it left her in only her stockings and garter. "You look so fucking sexy like this."
"Valmont stop." She meant it to come out like a firm order but it sounded more like a plea. "We have to finish the…presentation."
"Mmm," he hummed in her ear as he dipped his fingers in the pitcher of water, "I have a more pressing matter to deal with first."
Before she could press the issue further his fingers were suddenly at the crack of her ass. He rubbed his cold, damp fingers against her asshole then gently pushed one inside. Kathryn seized forward, bending against the heavy wood bar. "Fuck," she whined at the suddenly intrusion. It was painful, but not without pleasure. She sometimes enjoyed ass play with the right guy (or on certain occasion's girl) but she wasn't sure Valmont fit that description. Either way it was too late now.
"God damn, you're so snug," he panted against her ear. "Feel nice?"
She groaned at the question not wanting to give him the satisfaction of an answer. "Play with my clit," she gasped.
His other hand came down between her legs and rubbed her in soothing circles. As he slowly moved his finger in and out of her he asked, "Want another?"
Kathryn nodded as she was too busy concentrating on the increasing pleasure to bother answering him. Sebastian inserted a second finger then moved the pair in and out. Between the fingers in her ass and his hand on her pussy she soon found herself on the verge of another orgasm. She was almost there when he unexpectedly pulled away. She whipped her head back at him and demanded, "What the hell?"
Valmont grinned smugly back as he turned her around and lifted her up. He sat her on top of the marble bar and opened her legs. Their groins were now level with each other. "We can't make this too easy for you," he teased before kissing her mouth.
Kathryn pulled away and scolded, "You're such an asshole."
"You know your insults loose their edge with all the moaning," he taunted back. Grabbing her by the back of the head Sebastian kissed her hard, his tongue pushing into her mouth. Kathryn found herself eagerly returning it.
His engorged dick bobbed between her legs before he lined himself up and pushed back inside her, a sword returned to its sheath Kathryn groaned at the feel of him. Sebastian stayed still inside her, pushing his full length all the way in. He lifted a hand and reached between their bodies, opening her labia wide, before he rotated his hips, grinding his balls against her exposed outer sex. Kathryn groaned at the added sensation, "Fuck me."
"With pleasure"
Clutching her by the waist he proceeded to pound into her sucking slit while she wrapped her legs around his waist. Leaning back on her arms, Kathryn threw her hips at him meeting every frantic thrust. As they both panted wildly Sebastian leaned forward and latched on to her swinging breasts, sucking and biting her nipples. The extra sensation caused Kathryn to curse and her hips to buck even harder.
They were fucking so hard the glassware besides them which had been shaking and rattling since they began, started to slide off the marble counter top and crash loudly onto the ivory carpet. The pair stilled at the sudden noise.
"That might be hard to explain," Sebastian panted as he studied the mess.
"It's alright. They'll probably just think I threw it at your head."
He nodded in agreement. "Better to be safe," he muttered.
Before she could ask him what he meant by that she suddenly found herself being picked up once again. This time he set her down on the carpet below (away from the mess of glass and liquor) still buried balls deep inside her. As Kathryn caught her breath, Sebastian untangled her legs from around him and placed them over his shoulders. He grasped her wrists and pinned her to the floor before resuming his pounding.
Valmont proceeded to fuck her senseless into the carpet while keeping her immobile. It was hot, however she couldn't see to reach her peak. "Valmont," she moaned, "I'm close."
"You want to come baby? I want to hear you say it"
"Make me come," she ordered.
"Not that"
Kathryn was genuinely stumped as to what he was talking about. Clearly her puzzlement was all over her face as he explained, "I want to hear you say my name."
She groaned, "Valmont make me come."
"Nope not that name"
It finally dawned on her what he wanted. She had never really realized it before, but outside of the first time they met she had never called him by his actual name. Too far gone to analyze why that was or why he wanted to hear it so badly she moaned, "Sebastian, oh god Sebastian, please make me come."
He suddenly changed angles and his thumb resumed rubbing her throbbing bundle of nerves just so. He sawed in and out of her begging cunt while she writhed underneath him. Moments later she was tightening around him like a screw and crying out his name in pleasure.
It took her a few minutes after her high to notice that he had not climaxed yet. Opening her eyes Kathryn found him kneeling in front of her rubbing his very swollen erection and a look of hunger written all over his handsome face. She sat up on her elbow and asked, "And what do you plan on doing with that?"
"Oh I don't plan on doing anything. You on the underhand…"
Of course she knew what he wanted, but she played dumb. "Yes?"
"Kathryn," he moaned dragging out the syllables of her name.
She sat up and chastised, "Valmont don't whine, it's unbecoming. If you want something ask for it."
His gaze bore into hers as he demanded, "I want you to come over here and suck my cock Kathryn."
She considered this a moment. It was terribly tempting to get up and leave him here, with his poor throbbing member, to stew in pain as he remembered all the nasty things he'd said to her over the last two years. On the other hand, she'd be lying if she said it didn't look appetizing to her right now. Kathryn decided that for once she would let her lust outweigh her pride. She'd blow him, but she'd tease him first.
"Hmm, I don't know"
Sebastian reached out and grasped her by the hair then yanked her forward. "I could force you," he threatened.
"That might be fun," she volleyed back.
His eyebrows shot up in surprise and she laughed as she made herself comfortable on her knees. Reaching out she grasped his beast of a cock. She slowly jerked him off enjoying the feel of him. "Don't let this go to your head Valmont, but you do have quite a lovely cock. In fact it might be my favorite part of you."
"You're not the first person to tell me that baby," he replied as his fingers threaded in her hair. "Now put it in your mouth."
Kathryn bent forward and licked the top and down the underside. She dragged her tongue slowly up and down relishing the velvety softness. "Like this?"
"Yes, now be a good girl and do what you're told. Put it in your mother Kathryn."
She smirked at his tone before doing what he asked. Grasping the base she swallowed all ten and a half inches down managing to gag only slightly as he hit the back of her throat. Sebastian's hips surged upwards and his hissed in pleasure, "Jesuschristfuckme"
She chuckled against the appendage knowing it would stimulate him that much more. Kathryn's cheeks hollowed as she began bobbing up and down, sucking him expertly. "Mmm, such a talented girl Merteuil. Tell me, can you taste your pussy?"
She met his eyes and nodded in the affirmative. "Do you enjoy it?"
"Mm-hmm"
"Good then suck me harder"
As his grip on her hair tightened Kathryn let her free hand play with his swollen balls. She remembered kneeing him in the groin earlier in the day and wondered if he was still sore. Judging by the way he was moaning she doubted it. She pulled her mouth away briefly to suck on his sack before he practically forced his dick back in her mouth.
Needing to tip him over the edge she decided to try something not knowing how it would be received. Some guys freaked out about it, but then again Sebastian had a hell of a lot more sex than most guys. She was curious.
Kathryn traced her finger under his balls and up the crack of his ass. Sebastian seemed to freeze momentarily, clearly sensing what she was about to do, then relaxed. "Aren't we full of surprises," he muttered to her.
With as much gentleness as he had shown her Kathryn inserted her finger into his ass. Sebastian groaned loudly as yanked on her hair to the point of pain. Still, she surged forward looking for that certain button. A moment later she felt her finger nudge against his prostate. "Oh fuck!" Valmont called out and he suddenly crushed her head to his groin. Kathryn gagged as she felt the sensation of his hot seed coat her throat. She was pressed so tightly to him she couldn't breathe for a moment.
Finally, he let her go and pulled his half-hard dick from her mouth. Kathryn gasped for air as she licked her lips, still tasting him. "I gather it was satisfactory?" she asked. Her voice sounded hoarse even to her own ears.
Sebastian let out a groan and collapsed onto his back with his arm over his face dramatically. Kathryn lay down on her stomach beside him. "What's wrong?"
"I knew it," he laughed bringing his arm down, "I knew you were the fuck of the century."
"I suppose I should take that as a compliment," she replied dryly.
A lazy, smug smile branched across his face as he enjoyed his brief high. It was that smugness that sent her on alert. Suddenly she had an unwelcomed thought. "Valmont did you plan this?"
"What? Of course not." His smile fell as he realized she was serious. "What do you think, I asked Jack to set us up as partners just so I could lure you here and seduce you?"
"It would hardly be out of the realm of possibility"
"Oh get over yourself Kathryn! I didn't plan anything it just happened."
She wasn't exactly convinced. "Right"
"Excuse me, you wanted this as badly as I did," he sneered. "It took me less than a minute to have you writhing and creaming for my cock."
"You're repulsive"
"Funny, you didn't think that when you were begging me to make you come a little while ago. You know I think your boyfriend Matty would be interested in knowing it was me eating you out while you were talking dirty to him."
And there it was, what she feared all along. He was going to use this against her. One moment of stupidity was going to cost her god knows what. Backing away from him she told him with deadly seriousness, "You're not going to tell anyone about this."
"Or what?"
"I'm not fucking around Valmont, this never happened understand?"
He rolled his eyes at her and groused, "Oh unclench Kathryn. I was just fucking with you."
She wasn't entirely convinced. The full consequences of what they had just done were suddenly starting to sink in. He might not do it now, but someday Sebastian would use this little indiscretion against her if she didn't put a stop to it right now.
Getting to her feet Kathryn quickly began scurrying around the room for her clothes. "What are you doing?" he asked sounding more annoyed than concerned.
"Getting the hell out of here," she replied plainly. She found her dress and quickly threw it back on while slipping back into her stilettos. She was sure she looked like she'd just been rode hard, but it couldn't be helped. There was no one around to see her anyway.
"Kathryn I told you I'm not going to say anything"
"No shit you aren't," she spat venomously as she stood over him. "If you open your mouth about this to anyone, Mathew included, we're both fucked. Remember that little rule you helped Jack put into effect? If anyone finds out about tonight we're both out of a job, so for both our sakes keep your god damn mouth shut, understand? This. Never. Happened."
Kathryn was annoyed when he appeared to have the gall to look hurt. As if Valmont ever felt anything for anyone other than himself. They were both alike in that sentiment and it was high time he remembered it. "I'm not fucking around Valmont-
"I got it," he snapped holding up his hand to silence her. "I won't breathe a word of it."
"Good"
Turning on her heel she grabbed her purse and headed for the door. "Wait, Kathryn what about the presentation?"
She looked back at him and shrugged, "I'll figure something out tomorrow. Right now I need to get the hell out of here."
Away from you. The sentiment was left hanging in the air. As she strode quickly out of the conference room and down the corridor to the elevator banks Sebastian's hurt and confused face filled her head. She shook it away trying to dislodge it from her brain.
As she waited for the elevator to arrive she recalled an old trick she used employ when she was younger. Growing up, whenever she had made a mistake or disappointed her mother in some way, she would try to pretend it never happened. If she wanted to she could force herself to believe anything she wanted and change her reality. Well right now, more than anything she wanted to make believe this mistake with Valmont didn't happen.
The elevator finally arrived and as she stepped inside she closed her eyes and tried to reconstruct her reality. She did not spend half the night fucking Sebastian Valmont's brains out in the conference room. She didn't just put her career on the line for the best sex she had ever had. It. Never. Happened.
When Kathryn opened her eyes she had almost convinced herself that it was true. The elevator doors opened to the lower level parking garage. She was about to step outside and put the whole miserable day behind her when she had one last horrifying thought.
She had forgotten something. Her panties.
"Oh shit"
THE END

Author's Note: Alright, first things first, sorry for the lack of updates but life stuff got in the way and I wasn't feeling motivated. I will say part of the reason I like this anthology series is that I can step away from it from time to time and not feel like I'm leaving you hanging like would be the case in a multi-chapter fic. That said, these chapters are long (and getting longer as I progress) so they take a while to write. This might be the longest chapter so far. It wasn't intended that way it just sort of got away from me.
Couple things about this chapter. It was kind of inspired by this Twilight fic The Office, where Edward was the boss and Bella his assistant and they hated each other. It was very different from this, but I was inspired by their sex scene in the conference room. I'd recommend it, but it was pulled awhile back. Strangely enough it the midst of writing this I found out it is going to be published 50 Shades of Grey-style in the coming months. Odd. Also this one will definitely get a bonus chapter (if I ever finish the first 26) as I know this chapter ended sort of abruptly.
Alright so the next chapter with be O is for Origin and just like it sounds it will deal with canon Kathryn and Sebastian meeting for the first time. However, it probably won't be posted for awhile as I'm going on vacation. In the meantime drop me a review and let me know if you're still interested in me continuing this. Thanks.
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