Naughty Ceo’s Secret
Chapter 23

Why? Just why? Why did Kenzo order me to stay? Why did lagree?

I was supposed to say no. I was supposed to walk out with my head held high. Yet, here I am, picking up our dinner from the lobby.

I made my way back to our offices. I walked into Kenzo's office, and set the food down on his desk. Kenzo didn't look up at me. It seems that he really did have a lot of work to do. It almost looks like he's trying to blow through it as fast as he can while still being "Okay, enough." I said as I snatched the pen from his hand.

meticulous.

Kenzo's black eyes snapped up to glare at me. I set the pen aside, and pulled out his food. Kenzo watched my face as I opened his styrofoam container in front of him. Then I put a plastic fork in his hand.

After that, I pulled one of his chairs to the side of his desk. I opened up my own container, and happily started to eat.

Kenzo grunted lowly before shoving his own food in his mouth.

"This is awful." Kenzo muttered after he took a bite of his club sandwhich.

I frowned.

"Well, I don't know what you like. So I've been ordering from my usual place. I'm sure they aren't what you're used to though." I said as I put a fork full of salad in my mouth.

Kenzo looked down at my salad with a scowl on his handsome face. I raised a brow at him. Not that he seen.

Suddenly, Kenzo slammed down half of his sandwhich on the lid of my container. He moved his container, and his chair closer to me. Then he started stabbing at my salad. "What are you doing?" I asked

"Sharing." He stated

"Do you not like turkey?" I asked confused.

Kenzo's eyes flickered up to me.

"No, I like it just fine. I guess. Its greasy, but you ate salad for lunch. You need more protein. So, we can share." He said.

I scrunched my face up at him.

"How do you know that I had a salad for lunch?" I asked.

"Because you always do." Kenzo replied.

"How do-" I tried to ask, but Kenzo cut me off.

"Don't worry about that kitten. Just eat." He ordered.

I narrowed my eyes at him as I took a bite of his sandwhich angrily. Oh god that's good. I forgot how good George makes these. That little deli around the corner used to be my go-to every day when I first started. It still is, but I only get salads now. I miss this greasy food.

Kenzo chuckled at me when I took another bite. I rolled my eyes at him. A stupid jerk is always teasing me.

"Don't roll your eyes at me kitten. I might think you want a punishment." Kenzo stated

I looked up at him, and swallowed

"Punishment?" I asked.

Kenzo nodded.

"What does that mean?" I asked curiously.

Kenzo leaned over his desk, closer to me. I didn't back down like usual. Maybe what happened between us this morning is making me braver than usual.

"You sure you don't already know?" Kenzo asked softly.

Wow, I don't think I've heard his voice that soft before. It's.. nice. Possibly too nice. It's having the same affect on me that his low deep bossy voice does. "Uhm. no." I replied.

Kenzo seemed to inspect me for a moment. As if he doesn't believe me. I'm not sure why he would think I would lie about that though.

"Well, just think about where we first met. Maybe that will give you some ideas about what a punishment is." He said.

I furrowed my brow as I thought about it.

"I mean, I assume that you're a Dom, but. That doesn't mean I know anything about that lifestyle." I mumbled.

Kenzo just stared at me as I thought more and more. Those people in that room.. A lot was going on.

There were women being whipped with leather straps. I saw one woman bent over, and tied up. Some were blind folded, some were gagged, some were both. I saw a few females hanging by chains from the ceiling. Does.. Does Kenzo plan to do all of that with me? Will it hurt? What if I can't handle it? What if I don't have a good time, and I end up looking like a complete fool?

"Calm down Opal." Kenzo ordered.

At the sound of his command, my body instantly relaxed.

Thoughts are still swirling my mind, but Kenzo's black eyes are grounding me. I feel less panicked, but..

I would be silly to think I could be a part of Kenzo's world. I wouldn't fit. Not in his CEO world, or his Dom world. It just wouldn't work.

Kenzo gripped my chin. His grip isn't harsh, but firm like usual. Like he is demanding my attention, and I am more than happy to give it to him. I stared up into his intense black eyes.

"We never have to do anything you are uncomfortable with."

He stated

My cheeks heated as my eyes went wide.

"I want to punish you. Especially for that sh*t with your friend Marc." He stated. "But we can go slow. I can bring you into my world, step by step."

"Into your world?" I asked memorized.

Kenzo nodded

"We can start with safe words. A lot of people make up their own random word. Others use the stop light method.

Are you familiar with that?" He asked.

I nodded.

"Red means stop, yellow means go slowly, and green means go." I said.

Kenzo narrowed his eyes at me, and his grip tightened on my chin.

"How do you know that?" He asked.

I don't want to answer. It's embarrassing. I've done enough embarrassing things in front of Kenzo today.

"Answer me." He ordered.

"I read it in a book." I replied instantly.

Kenzo raised an amused brow at me.

"Oh, did you now?" He asked.

"Yes." I breathed out.

Kenzo chuckled

"Would you like to use that method then?" He asked

I shook my head

"I want something unique." I said. "Like... Pineapple." I blurted

Kenzo chuckled.

"Pineapple it is." He said with a smile.

I returned his smile. I have to admit that I really like Kenzos smile. He's usually so serious. Not in a grumpy way, in a stressful way, almost.. sad. Seeing him smile is nice. Kenzo dropped his grip from my chin. He pushed away our empty containers of food. Then he slid his chair back slightly.

"Come here." He ordered as he patted the top of his desk.

I raised a brow at him. All Kenzo did was loosen his tie. The same tie that was wrapped securely around my wrists earlier.

"Don't make me ask again kitten." Kenzo's voice is low, threatening.

I immediately stood up. It's like my body has a mind of it's own. Especially when I hopped up on his desk. I tried to keep my knees together, and my hands clasped in my lap. "Uh, wh-what am I doing here?" I asked

Kenzo grabbed my hands, and pinned them to his desk on either side of me.

"Do not move your hands. If you do, I will not let you c*m."

He ordered

A whimper escaped me making my face heat.

"Wh-what are you." I trailed off as Kenzo placed his warm hands on my knees.

Kenzo slowly spread my legs apart. My breath hitched once my legs were completely spread out. Kenzo's black eyes clouded as he stared between my legs.

"I believe I owe you a treat kitten. For Saturday remember?" He asked.

Oh yeah.. The treat that I was supposed to tell him to shove up his a*s. Now though.. I mean.. He's gonna..

I didn't have time to form a reply, or a coherent thought.

Kenzo gripped the insides of my thighs, and dipped his head down to my p*ssy. I was pulled to the edge of the desk. Kenzo pushed my skirt up slightly to give himself better access. Bunching it up around my waist.

Kenzo's tongue darted out to lick from my a*s, all the way to my c**t. A loud moan tumbled from my lips. My eyes rolled back as Kenzo continued to give me long licks in all the right areas.

I fell back on his desk slightly, but I kept my hands in place.

I'm fighting the urge to tangle my fingers in his dark hair. I want to touch him so bad.

Kenzo sucked on my clit making my body buck.

"K-Kenzo.." I moaned out.

Kenzo hummed in pleasure sending shivers through my body. I looked down at Kenzo as he laps up everything coming out of me. He has my thighs slightly in the air, and pushed out. His eyes are on me as he continus to pleasure me with his mouth. I can feel my orgasm build, and build. All to fall back right before I could reach it. I groaned, and moaned as Kenzo continued. I'm getting more worked up than I had been all weekend.

How is that even possible?

Kenzo drapped one of my legs over his shoulder. All so he could push two of his fingers inside of me. I gripped onto his desk as I moaned out his name.

"You are so wet, so tight, so perfect. I've never tasted anything better than you kitten." He praised.

Kenzo's praising words are only driving me more crazy.

"K-Kenzo." I whined out.

"What's wrong kitten?" Kenzo teased.

"P-please." I begged.

"Please what? What is it you want?" He asked

"To. cum." I maoned out.

"You want to c*m kitten?" Kenzo asked.

"Yes!" I moaned louder as Kenzo added a third finger.

"Is your orgasm close?" He asked.

"Y-yes.. P-please.." I looked down into those intense black eyes. "Please Kenzo. I want to cum so badly. Please let me.

I'll be the best good girl. I promise. Please just let me cum." I begged.

Kenzos fingers paused making me whine.

"You'll be the best good girl huh?" He asked as he started moving his fingers again. "Come to the Pet Store with me this weekend." He pretty much ordered. "P-pet store?" I asked.

Wait, isn't that the place we met? He wants to take me there? Why?

"I promise I'll still take things slow, I just want to-"

Kenzos words were cut short by a ringing in the room. The sound completely cleared all of the fog in my head. That's my phone.

I pushed Kenzo away, and scrambled to replace my phone. I found it just as the call ended. It was my brother.

"Shit." I mumbled. "I have to go." I said without looking at Kenzo.

I gathered all of my stuff in a rush, and tried to hurry out.

Just as I was about to walk out, Kenzo grabbed my arm. I turned to face him.

"I believe I said I would be making sure you made it home safe."