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To the Highest Bidder Goes the Prize (Chuckeles/butterfly040

He does indeed not see her enter the room as he reads over a paper in his hand shaking his head for a moment. A soft smile plays across his features when she comes up behind him. Leaning back slightly he smiles deeper feeling the kiss on his cheek. "These papers are keeping me from you my love. Im afraid Ive already let them sit idle long enough." His hand comes up to touch her cheek as he lets out a soft sigh. "Once Im caught up you will have my full attention, that I promise you."
 
"Can't you let them sit a little longer? I have something I need for you to do tonight..." she told him, filling her voice with a cutesy little pouting sound. The kind of tone she would use with him when she wanted to butter him up and do something. He usually bent to her will every time. She hoped he would respond in earnest once more.
 
A deep frown crosses his face at her tone and question. Shaking his head slowly he sighs once more. "Im afraid I cant Kiana. Father needs some of these papers tomorrow for when he leaves to meet with the other nobles." Leaning forward once more he takes a pen writing out a few commands before signing it. "What is it you need of me tonight?"
 
Oh THAT did it. How dare her husband deny her. Disrupting his plans would be all the more enjoyable now. And she knew what she was about to do would indeed pull his attention from them... if she knew her husband at ALL. She sighed, stood up behind him only to step to the edge of his desk beside where he now worked, letting him see how little she now wore, her bottom leaning against the edge of the desk as she struck as seductive a pose as she could. Smiling as him, she almost purred her reply, "Well if you are... to busy. I was going to ask if you could do me a favor... and do.... me... tonight..."
 
It takes him a moment to glance over at her legs, his eyes slowly moving upwards. Swallowing softly he let his eyes glance towards the door realizing that it is now locked. "Kiana love please try to understand." Sighing softly he reaches his hand out to take hers. Kissing the palm of it softly he looks up into her eyes softly. "Please try to forgive me for this."
 
She leans forward allowing him a glance down her slip to see her clevage in all it's glory. As she starts to talk once more, she just seems to be totally ignoring his protest, painting instead a picture to tempt him within his head, "Ever since you chained yourself to this desk, you know what I have wanted more the anything? I have wanted to have sexy... right here..." she moved to sit her upon the desk beside his paperwork, the action causing her slip to bunch up a little bit and more of her legs being revealed. "Tell me... have you ever thought about that?"
 
Lund swallows feeling nervous as she leans forward allowing him to see her cleavage in all its glory. His eyes start to look back towards the papers before he notices the slip bunching up giving him a better look at her legs. "Kiana you are tempting me with such views." His hand reaches out to touch her leg tenderly tracing along it. He only keeps his hand there a moment before it pulls back, it seems as though it will take more to get his will to break tonight as he turns back to pick up another paper. Although it is easy to see his attention is not fully on it.
 
Kiana frowns a little, having expected her passionate husband to jump at the chance to make that fantasy a reality with her. It almost had her giving up right then and there. Almost. She would give him another chance. If what she was about to say would not tempt him to start paying attention to her and sex instead of his work... she didn't know what would. "I put a little something in the top drawer...." she told him pointed towards the drawer on the other side of where he sat. "If you won't do me, at least open it and see what I left there..." she told him.

Upon opening the drawer, he found a long length one of the pairs favorite things. Rope.
 
Glancing back towards Kiana for a moment he offers her a smile, turning to open the drawer. Swallowing heavily he pulls out the length of rope studying it for a moment. "What would you do if my father was the one who found this love?" Letting the paper slip back on to the desk he turns and with a growl pulls her over in front of him on the desk. HIs fingers now start to caress along her leg threatening to push the hem of her slip all the way up.
 
She giggled, knowing that no matter how busy he was, such a toy could always get his blood boiling. Leaning forward a little she rested her hands upon his shoulders and brought her lips close to his, "I would be more concerned over while your father is going through you private desk in your private chambers then what he thought about how we played in private..." she told him as she moved her lips so close to his all he had to do was move and inch to be kissing her.
 
A smile plays across his features followed by a low growl. His lips press to hers hungrily as he grabs her hips pulling her into his lap. His hands begin to roam her body as if for the first time. One arm slips around her waist pulling her close to him and keeping her there for now. "You are going to be the death of me one day, hiding such things in my desk." He gives her rear a playful slap as he looks into her eyes tenderly.
 
She giggled playfully as her arms went around his neck and she pressed her hips against his, grinding just a bit to get him burning even hotter. "It got you going... didn't it?" she asked as she reached into the drawer and took it out, wrapping it around him to pin him to the chair, though not to tightly. With his strength he could likely escape it easily. "For once... I want you to know what it's like to be the one to feel the pleasure of a hint of robe burn..." she told him as she reached to try and tie his writes to the arms of the chair, seeing if he'd allow it or fight the idea of her playing with him a bit.
 
He laughs softly as he does indeed try to fight her just alittle. "I thought you wanted me to be distracted my dear." Tilting his head he glances back at the desk for a moment. "I could bend you over my desk and take you like that." He pushes his hips up into hers groaning softly as he enjoys the heat he feels coming from her. "All I would have to do is lift your slip just alittle more and you will be bare to me my love."
 
Kiana bounces a little with the way he bucks his hips up into her own, a delighted giggle coming from her as she shakes her head and starts to wrap the rope around his wrist. He would know at once that the rope was barely even holding him down. He could escape the "binds" with a simple tug and they both knew it. It was more for show then anything more. "You don't want to play a bit first? Foreplay can... as you know... make the main event so much better. Don't you agree?"
 
He smiles as he glances down at the rope for a moment. His eyes then come back up tracing over the curve of her breast. "I guess that would depend on what kind of foreplay you have in mind my love." His head leans forward as he bites at her nipple trying to suck on it through the silk slip she is still wearing.
 
Even tied up he still commanded her body with his sweet attention. "You... are naughty..." she told him a moment before she leaned back, her breast just out of his reach. "Naughty boys should be punished..." she told him as she slipped from his lap and moved to sit upon the desk right in front of him once more. "What better punishment then make you watch.... what you can't touch..." she told him as she legs spread open, the slip rising up to show everything she had to offer him. Her hand moving down to run along her inner thigh a moment. "If you could touch.... what would you do with what you see before you?"
 
He laughs softly as she calls him naughty. SHaking his head softly he seems to disagree with her. "Wives who tease their husbands are naughty." He pretends to struggle against the ties that she has used as she lets the slip rise to show off everything. "How long are you planning on keeping me tied up love? Untie me and I will show you what I would do." His eyes take all of her in as he continues to struggle. "I want to push my fingers into you Kiana feel your body melt at my touch."
 
They both knew he could break free whenever he liked. The question was when he would decide it was time to stop the play and get down to business with one another. "What... like this..." she asked him seductively as she dipped just a single finger beyond her pussy lips slowly, "Oooooh, like that?" she questioned as he hips bucked ever so slightly against her own finger before his eyes.
 
He growls deeper as she pushes the finger into herself. "Not like that with two fingers my love. Let me lose and I will show you how to do it properly." He smiles as he pulls on the ropes just enough to barely loosen them. His erection is easy to see as it strains against his pants. "I would also be sucking on your beautiful breast my love. Why not come closer and let me sample them once more."
 
"Oh... you think it would be better with two? Two fingers? Like...." she moved a second finger to join the first one inside her hot, wet womanhood, "mmmmm this? Oooooh, you are right... two fingers ARE better. You should try this sometime..." she only further tanted him as her fingers started to slip in and out slowly. "Oh... it really is something you should try..." she suggested yet again, tempting him to the point where he would snap. She only wondered how much it would take.
 
With one last growl he pulls his hands free standing up from the chair. "I do think I could do it better my love." pulling her hand out of the way he starts to rub at her womanhood. His other hand comes up to tug her slip down freeing her breast. His head dips to kiss and tease her breast as his fingers drive deep into her.
 
Kiana's eyes burn with a hot, blazing fire as he springs into action. Gasping as she takes her hand and replaces it with his own. Her now free hand wraps around his neck, tugging her body to his, her hips bucking against his hand as she moaned. "Naughty.... naughty boy...." she whispered breathlessly as her other hand moved up to lace into his hair, tugging at his locks. Pressing him to her breast even more firmly.
 
He laughs softly his tongue circling one of her breast slowly. "I may be naughty, but you enjoy every minute of it." Smirking softly he continues to thrust his fingers into her. Moving slowly he takes her hand guiding it to the erection threatening to rip its way free. "None of our children will be conceived in a normal manner my love."
 
She laughed at that moment, her hand moving into action to start rubbing at his cock through his pants, letting it toy with him a moment before starting to undo his pants and free him to play. "Would we have it any other way? They need never know they were all conceived in the most sinful of fashions. Who knows? One might actually be conceived normally...... one day." She giggled as she parted her legs more and pressed herself close to the edge of his desk.
 
Moving slowly he presses himself against her pushing her legs further apart. "Perhaps one day my dear." He smiles as he is freed to play even more with her. His head dips down to kiss her neck tenderly as he bites and sucks softly. He slowly withdraws his fingers wanting to torture her just alittle more as he looks into her eyes. Keeping his eyes on her he presses himself against her softly rubbing.
 
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