The Blue Dress
Chapter Twenty Three: Black Smoke

Raven's leg shook as she nibbled slightly on her thumb, staring between the box on the desk in front of her and the card in her hand.

Raven, wear these on Monday. - J

She sighed as she leaned back in her chair, her mind at war with itself as to if she should wear the garment that lied inside.

She shouldn't. It would be completely unprofessional and wrong and…

"Damned the risks, damned the consequences, and damned the fucking case."

So damn exciting!

Groaning, she tilted her head to the ceiling and slid her eyes closed. Was she really considering this? Was she really going to subject herself to the game again and play herself right into his hands? Was she that desperate to unravel by his hands?

Yes…

Taking a breath, she stood up from her desk and reached under her burgundy red skirt, pulling down her lacy underwear from her hips and down her legs. With shaky fingers, she reached for the box and took the lid off and dipped her fingers inside for the black panty, bringing them up to eye level.

She swallowed as she gazed at them, her eyes lingering at the middle where the vibrator lied. She could barely see it but it was there, lurking… Waiting.

She was holding fire and she was about to play with it.

She nibbled her lip again, thinking second thoughts when a knock on her door pulled her out of mid-thought.

"Just a second," she threw out, quickly throwing on the underwear with little to no hesitance and sliding it up her legs.

She gasped as she saw her disregarded underwear on the floor and quickly picked them up, threw them in a drawer, and straightened her skirt.

She cleared her throat. "Yes?"

The door opened and her receptionists blonde head poked into her office. "Your meeting with Mr. Wilson has been pushed up to ten instead of the usual eleven."

Her eyes moved over to the clock on her desk: 9:48. Shit. Inhaling, she gathered her notes and things needed for the meeting.

"And I also, have a few messages for you from one Mr. Logan, asking you about Friday night."

Ugh…the way she said his name, like some schoolgirl teasing a classmate. It made her cringe.

"Shall I make arrangements for you at L'Enoteca?"

Raven shook her head and pursed her lips. "No, that won't be necessary. I'll handle it on my own. Thank you, Tara."

The woman nodded and backed out of the room to her desk. Raven left seconds later, heading for the elevator, momentarily forgetting about the lacy underwear underneath.

"Good morning, Miss Roth," Jason greeted when she walked inside, his eyes dancing with mirth at the sight of her.

She tried her best not to appear excited, pressing her lips and nodded her head as placed her things down by her usual seat in the room. "Morning, Mr. Todd."

His eyes swept over her, a secret smile playing at his lips. "You look lovely, as always."

She resisted the urge to blush under his gaze and looked around the room, nodding to some of the other co-workers there. "Thank you, Mr. Todd."

He hummed his appreciation, his eyes never wavering from her form. "Are you ready for our meeting this morning?"

"I think so," she sighed, pushing a piece of loose hair behind her ear. Her eyes moved to his as a corner of her lips turned up. "Thanks to you."

Nodding his head, he smiled. "Not a problem at all, Miss Roth. We are partners in this after all."

Her heart fluttered slightly in her chest at the word: partners. There was just something about it that-

"Might I ask you a question?" His voice interrupted her thoughts.

Nodding her head, she pressed her lips. "Sure."

His tongue slid out of his mouth to lick his lips, slowly, the smile there turning into the sly grin that made the space beneath her navel boil with lust. Her body tingled as she remembered the night he came to her apartment and kissed her with wild abandon. His hands in her hair, on her skin, on her… His lips so insistent on her skin that it set every inch of her burning with the fires of hell.

And she was more than willing to dance in the flames with him.

His eyes darkened with cruel intentions as he stepped towards her dropping his lips to her ear. "Are you wearing those panties I bought you?"

His voice dripped down her spine, making her shiver in pleasure. She felt her cheeks redden and her mouth clammed up, trying not to let him know that she willingly played into his hands. But it only took one look at her face for him to know.

"Oh, this is going to be fun…" He breathed before pulling away from her and walking over to his usual seat opposite her.

Oh no…

"Thank you all for coming on such short notice," their boss spoke as he walked inside the conference room to his chair at the head of the long table, signaling for the meeting to start. "If you all can take your seats, we can begin."

Raven swallowed as she sat down, opening up her notes. Her eyes following him to his seat, nervousness creeping up her spine. This wouldn't be the first time he pleasured her in the company of others but surely he wouldn't-

He winked at her with a smirk as he sat down before turning to face their boss and she had a sinking feeling that he, indeed, would.

"Let's start with the budget analysis," Mr. Wilson announced, opening his folder and reading the files there. "How is that coming along?"

Raven cleared her throat, giving Jason one last look before looking down at her notes. "After reviewing the reports for the income trends versus the spending expenditures for the past seven years-

Suddenly, she felt a pleasurable tingling on her nether regions, making her gasp in surprise. Her eyes drifted up to the man across from her who offered a smug smirk in response.

Raven gritted her teeth and glared at Jason. Here? Now? Of all places to tease her? Oh… He was so going to get-

She felt the vibrations pulse on her a little faster, making her swallow a gasp. She shifted a little and coughed as she tried to keep a straight face while the underwear continued to buzz.

"We've uh…determined that there is an…error that shows that the personal spending on the…" She shivered, feeling the pulse intensify. Her loins began to tingle and throb at the pleasure, growing wetter and wetter with desire. "higher levels of the… organization is far exceeding… what is expected. Mr. Todd!"

She snapped her head to look at him with a desperate look in her eye as the vibrator continue to pulse between her thighs. She stifled a moan behind folded lips before forcing a smile to her face.

"Would you like… to continue? The report? Please?"

"No, I think you're doing a fantastic job. Please," he smirked, smugly at her, leaning back in his chair. "Continue your report, Miss Roth."

"Yes, please do," their boss drawled, never once looking up from the paperwork in front of him.

The vibrations increased, forcing an audible squeak to make it past her lips.

"Is everything alright, Miss Roth?" Mr. Wilson arched his brow impatiently with his eyes still glued to the work in front of him.

"Mmhmm, yes sir," she managed, crossing her legs tighter in attempt to give her some semblance of control. It did nothing as she was brought closer and closer to the edge. "Just uh… Kicked something hard by mistake, sir."

"Breathe through the pain and then, continue with your report. How is the company's spending?"

Rolling her tongue in her mouth, she breathed deeply and tried to push through the rest of the report as her skin grew hot and red with fever.

"The overall company spending is significantly higher than anticipated…" She forced out in another breath as the pulses increased higher. She felt her toes curl.

"We have also…" Another stifled moan.

"Noticed that there are certain…" She bit her lip and crossed her legs so tight she thought they would break.

"And additional expenses…" Her voice wavered, getting closer and closer to that bliss that bubbled inside of her. "That are being hidden in… other parts of the budget. Team meetings that…"

It was right there. She was so close as the vibrations increased more and her eyes threatened to slide closed.

"Didn't occur…or office supplies…etcetera…"

She inhaled deeply, feeling as she was going to fall any second but just as quickly as the vibrations started, they stopped.

"I want a full investigation as to where that money is really going then, Miss Roth," Mr. Wilson said, bluntly, turning the page of his report.

Blinking, she nodded her head, unsure about what just happened. "Y-yes, Mr. Wilson, I will get right on that."

"Good," he nodded. "Jason, how are things going in your department?"

Looking over at him, she saw him lick his lips devilishly at her, his smug smirk still dancing on his mouth before he sat up and turned towards the head of the table and began his report. She narrowed her eyes at him again.

Oh… He was so going get it…

"And that concludes today's meeting," Mr. Wilson dismissed, closing his folder and looking up at the table for the first time since the beginning of the meeting. "Keep up the good work, I will see you all next Monday."

The sound of papers rustling, binders closing, and people moving filled the room as they all stood up, stretching a bit but she didn't pay them any mind.

No, her eyes were on her torturer: the one Mr. Jason Todd.

Throughout the whole meeting, he turned on and off the vibrator between her legs, bringing her so very close to the edge and suddenly stopping for an insurmountable amount of time before it started again. She couldn't tell what she was mad about:

That he did that in the middle of a very important meeting or not letting her…finish!

Casting her a heated glance, he smoothed out his tie as he left the conference room. She growled as she gathered the last of her things and went to follow him.

"Raven!" A face popped up in front of her, stopping her in her tracks.

She blinked at the face, her eyes moving back and forth between Jason's retreating form on the other side of the glass walls and the man that wedged himself between them.

"H-H-Hi Gar," she stuttered, trying to move passed him.

"I've been calling you," he pushed on, unaware of her urgency. "I was wondering if we could talk over drinks or something again."

She huffed as she saw Jason turn the corner for the elevator, disappearing from view. Deciding she would catch up with him later, she turned her focus to Gar. "What?"

"Are you free tonight?" He asked with hope in his voice.

"No!" She said forcibly, feeling the vibrations buzz between her legs again. Her knees trembled, struggling to hold up her weight. She bit her tongue to hold back the another moan that threatened to come out. "No, I have a… A lot of work to do tonight."

"Well, maybe later on this week?"

The pulses became more insistent. She growled as she resisted the urge to tremble. Oh, when she got out of there she was going to give him a piece of her mind.

"Gar…" She hissed through teeth as she felt that heat burn her up again, licking at her flesh and biting at her flesh from the inside out. "Could we talk about this later? I have some-! Very important business to handle."

"Yeah-yeah, you know where I'll be…" She didn't hear the rest of what he had to say, pushing past him and heading out to the elevator, her steps shaky and broken as she walked.

A few pleasurable but agonizing moments later, she reached his floor, storming out towards his office as best as she could without toppling over.

She pressed her lips in a hard line and set her jaw as she walked inside and slammed the door and locked it.

Her mouth fell open to release the moans that she had been fighting to keep inside throughout the whole meeting. Her eyes closed, shivering as she leaned against the door. Her hand tightened around the knob as if it kept her from falling but it didn't. With a silent scream, she came, her body trembling and shaking in its wake as it poured out of her.

The vibrations stopped as she panted against the door, her body sagging while she reveled in her post-bliss.

"I was wondering when you were going to come along."

Opening her eyes, she turned around to see him sitting on the edge of his desk with his hands in his pockets and that smug grin on his face.

Her eyes narrowed at him as she growled, her bliss fading as rage bubbled back to the surface. "We were in the middle of a meeting…"

He arched his brows at her but said nothing. Just watched her with an amused expression like she was some form of entertainment to him. That only fueled her anger more.

"We were in the middle of a meeting, a very important meeting, mind you. In front, of not only our co-workers but the boss of this whole company!" She moved to the middle of the room to stand in front of him. "Do you realize how unprofessional that is? Do you realize how humiliating it would've been if anyone had figured it out? If Mr. Wilson found out, I would've- AAAH!"

She gripped on to one of the chairs to hold her up as she writhed in pleasure, her vision blurring at the sides. Little mewls and pants escaped her throat into the open space of his office as she was dragged back to the edge.

"You know, I do rather like watching you get all riled up," he spoke, lowly, his hand sliding around her waist and pulling her close to him. "You're uninhibited…"

Her fingers clutched at him, clawing and pulling at the soft expensive fabric of his dark gray button down, reaching for something- anything to hold her sanity but she couldn't.

No… She was going to drown in the flames of their hellfire.

She pressed her body against him, her body rolling against his as her eyes slid closed. She cursed him in French causing his smile to grow as he watched her slowly fall apart again.

"And it's insanely attractive," he whispered, nudging her nose with his as she pulled at him, her head moving to bury itself in his neck to stifle her moans.

Her knees shook, caving in under her weight and the pleasure building up higher inside of her, threatening her collapse. Holding her close, he helped her lie on the floor between his legs so that her back pressed against his chest. He watched her with bated breath as she pulled and squirmed and writhed against him, her moans grower more urgent at the overstimulation.

She gritted her teeth as his fingers slowly unbuttoned her top, revealing the black and red bra underneath. "You are such… A jerk…"

He chuckled as he pulled his phone from his pocket and held it up to her view. "That's not my name…"

Her eyes widened as he pressed his thumb on the flat screen, the pulse between her legs increasing its speed. A loud moan tore from her throat as her eyes slid closed again, her hips bucking on their own accord and her legs spreading open. She felt her skirt slid up her thighs to bunch at her hips, exposing her wet lacy panties, followed by his fingers caressing her breast while the other caressed at the skin under her garter, snapping it every now and then. His mouth found her neck, licking and sucking at the receptive spot there, marking her as his again.

Raven groaned at the pleasure, her body trembling forcibly, all of it being too much. Biting her lip, she prayed that she would soon be released from the flames that consumed her flesh.

"Say it, Raven…" He mumbled into her neck, his fingers dipping into her bra, playing with her nipple.

Whimpering, she leaned her head back to rest against his shoulder and bit down as tears pricked her eyes from the pleasure, trying to refuse him the satisfaction of his name.

"You know what I want to hear, Little Bird…" He whispered, his lips dragging up to her ear and nipping at it. "Say it…"

"Jason…"

The pulsing increased its intensity and that was it. Her lips parted in a gasp carrying his name as she came undone again, breaking apart into a million little pieces. He held her closer as the feeling rocked through her body, kissing her neck and hairline soothingly as he decreased the vibrations slowly until they stopped. She shivered and twitched against him as she rode the last bits of her high.

He hummed, placing another kiss at her hair as his other arm, wrapped around her torso. "Well… That was fascinating to watch."

"I dislike you right now…" She sighed in satisfaction, her words holding absolutely no conviction to them.

He chuckled as he rested his cheek against hers, the wisps of her hair tickling him as the loosened from her tight bun. "Yes… The way you moaned my name just now really told me that."

Raven blushed, trying not to smile, and nudged his head with hers, playfully. "Jerk."

He only laughed more as he dipped his head to her freshly made mark and kissed it again, making her shiver from the sensitivity. "Now didn't I tell you…"

He lifted the arm from around her waist to reveal the cellphone he had in his hand. Raven's eyes widened again as his thumb pressed into the app that controlled her panties. "That's not my name."

"I-I can't," she shook her head and tried to back away as if she could move. "Not again…I can't."

"You can…" He whispered into her ear, his thumb moving up to hover over the tenth level button. "And you will."

He pressed the screen and in a matter of seconds, she was thrown back into the scorching flames.