The Master Programmer-Chapter 126: You Lost a Good Man 3

Jason smirked as he felt the full weight of his cock now pushing at his pants, threatening to rip them apart. Samantha felt it too and she kept tugging at him rubbing the length that was still hidden under there with a smirk on her face as she kissed and nibbled at Jason’s neck and ear, making him groan. e wanted to tell her to stop. But would she? And most importantly, did he want her to?

With the grace of a seasoned seductress, Samantha continued to run her hands along his body, her fingers tracing the lines of his suit, her nails scraping against his skin just enough to make him shiver. She leaned closer, her breath hot against his neck as she whispered sweet nothings in his ear, her teeth grazing his skin.

Jason felt himself growing harder, his body responding to her touch like a finely tuned instrument. He was about to complain, but he soon realised that he was at the red light.

Just as Jason turned to her, she put her finger on his mouth, shutting him up and for a moment before looking at him deeply in the eyes, she kissed him. This time the kiss was even deeper with her invading his mouth in the manner of a thirsty demon. Just as Jason was getting used to it, she pulled away, leaving him in a daze.

She smirked, biting his lip gently and pulling it back just enough for Jason to see that devious look in her eyes. "Dont see Mia today. Come to my office. I want a massage."

"Is it going to be like last time?" Jason asked in interest. Samantha stared at him, gripping his cock in a way that made him gasp.

"It’s going to be better!" Samantha said thereafter looking at Jason like he was some putty in her hands, before she grabbed his chin pulling it up.

Jason chuckled, shaking his head… This boss of his was pretty interesting. But her game made total sense to him by now. Domination and Control. She was someone who liked the idea of control.

The light turned green, and Jason stepped on the gas, the car surging forward. She was still on top of him. But Jason would see what kind of game she was playing. He wanted to know how far she wanted to take it all.

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Samantha took a moment of quiet before suddenly she smirked, her perceptive blue eyes meeting his in a silent challenge, her legs straddled over his like some demonic mistress trying to tempt a mortal.

"So, tell me, Jason," she continued, her voice low and velvety, her sharp bob swaying gently, "What’s it like to drive something so... powerful?"

He chuckled, his grip tightening on the steering wheel, trying his best not to look at her too much. He was lucky she was so short. "It’s like nothing you’ve ever felt, Samantha." His eyes never left the road, but his gaze was intense as if daring her to say something to him.

With a knowing smirk, she reached over and traced her fingers along the leather-wrapped gearshift, holding it suggestively. Peripheral vision was a nightmare and a curse. And Jason’s cock was a testament to that.

"Is that so?" she murmured, her touch lingering. "I think I can handle it."

His eyes darted to her hand before focusing back on the road. "Oh, I have no doubt," he replied, a hint of desire in his voice. "After all, Samantha. You are one of the most terrifying women I have ever met. If anyone asked me if I could predict you, I would say no."

Samantha smirked, looking at his neck and his body that were there just for her to play with as she wished. She knew she had him on the hook, and she was going to reel him in. Slowly, she unbuttoned her jacket, revealing the silk camisole beneath. She watched as his eyes flickered down to her chest before jerking back to the road.

Heh! Too easy...

Damn it, This woman is going to make me crash this car!! That was what Jason thought at that moment as he tried his best to focus on the bumps on the road instead of the flawless skin of the seductress next to him.

"You know, I’ve always had a thing for cars," she said, her voice a seductive whisper as her hand once again ran over his chest. "And what better way to christen a new one than with some... extra horsepower?" As she said that her body lay against his, grinding over it and it was at that moment that Jason began understanding...

She definitely wants me to crash this fucking car...

Jason swallowed, his knuckles whitening on the wheel. "Samantha..." he began, but she was already leaning closer, her breath hot against his ear.

"Let me show you what I can do," she breathed.

Her hand travelled down his thigh, and she felt the muscle tense beneath the fabric of his pants. She slid her hand higher, her thumb brushing against the once again growing bulge. His breath hitched, and she knew she had him.

"You’re playing a dangerous game," he warned, his voice strained.

"But isn’t that the most fun part?" she countered, her eyes gleaming.

Her hand found the zipper of his pants, and she began to tug it down gently. She felt him stiffen, his body responding despite his efforts to remain in control. "You want this," she murmured, her hand slipping inside. "You want me."

Jason’s grip tightened on the wheel, his knuckles white as he tried to focus on the road. "Samantha... I thought you were done playing games when you got off me. And now you’re doing this again... just calm down a bit..."

"Shh," she whispered, her hand now moving with more purpose. "Let me take the wheel for a bit." Her touch was feather-light, teasing and taunting. She felt him growing harder, his breath coming in shallow gasps.

The car sped up slightly as he lost focus, and she chuckled, her grip tightening, something that made Jason’s cock harden and forced him to release a soft groan that made her smirk wider. "Careful," she said, her voice a siren’s song. "We wouldn’t want to get into an accident."

"Samantha..." he groaned, his voice thick with need. But he knew she was teasing him again. And this time it seemed she was much more serious than before. What had he done to make her mad? Or what was it that he did to her?

With a smirk, she leaned in, her mouth finding his neck. She kissed him gently at first, then with more pressure, her teeth grazing his skin. His breathing grew ragged, and she could feel the tension coiling within him.

The car rolled to a stop at a red light, and she took the opportunity to push his seat back and straddle him. She kissed him deeply, her tongue exploring his mouth as her hands roamed his body. The world outside the car faded away as they were lost in the moment.

Her hand found its way back to his erection, stroking him through his boxers. He groaned into her mouth, his hips bucking up to meet her touch. The light turned green, but they remained still, lost in the heat of the moment.

"You’re mine," she murmured, her voice full of authority. "And so is this car."

Jason chuckled. What was she even thinking? Anyway, he knew for certain that it was not true. After all, he was someone who played the game just as well as she did. That was why he smirked at that moment, showing that last bit of defiance. "Really? That is so funny..."

"Funny?" she asked, her voice rising like she was angry. Or maybe she just wanted to take up the challenge. Whatever it was, Jason felt like he was in danger. And he would soon find out why.

Without another word, she got off his body, allowing him to finally begin driving as the cars behind them started complaining about them halting the traffic. Jason chuckled, looking through the rearview at all the cars that were behind him, but as he did that, she slid down, her mouth finding him.

Or rather a part of him.

His cock!

The car lurched slightly as he gasped, and she took him in, her tongue swirling around the tip.

"Oh shit, Samantha," Jason said, seeing her head bobbing up and down on his cock. But he still kept his eyes on the road. What the fuck was she doing? Was she trying to kill him? Or what exactly was going on here?

After all, there was a need for him to understand what was happening. He needed to understand her more to realise what she was doing. But he still felt like this was the most excitement he had had in a while. He could die from this after all.

Jason gripped the wheel with one hand and used the other to control her head, moving her hair out of the way so he could glance into her eyes that seemed to never leave his as she bobbed her head up and down.

So much passion in that little body of hers...

Her little body was moving in rhythm with her motions as she brought him closer to the edge. Jason bit his lips when he saw that. This woman was just… Something else. Jason’s hips rocked upward, his hands tangling in her hair, practically begging her not to stop.

He had to admit. She was in total control right now. And there was literally nothing she could not do to him that he would not allow.

"Fuck~" he muttered, the word a prayer and a curse on his lips.

The car jolted again as he came, and she took it all in, her eyes never leaving his. Jason quivered as he kept the car in line, removing his feet from the pedals and just letting the car ride as he rode the orgasm. Samantha kept bobbing her head up and down, greedily swallowing down everything Jason was releasing, her eyes wide. Why did it taste... not bad at all?

After Jason sighed in satisfaction, she sat up, licking her lips with a satisfied smile. "Now, that’s what I call a successful christening," she said, her voice smoky. Jason turned to her… This woman might be crazy.

"I guess we’ll have to see if you can handle more," she whispered, her hand slipping from his now-sensitive shaft to the gearshift.

Jason smirked, his eyes dark with promise.

"I’m counting on it." And he was. After all, she may not realise it, but she had done this by her own volition. There was no prompt from him. He had not asked her to service him like this. She had done this all by herself meaning she wanted this kind of intimate relationship with him. She wanted him to fuck her. Or the other way around...

Jason was not going to let her get away with this. He would get his revenge. He promised himself that he would do it soon too.

Jason was not going to let her get away from him anytime soon. Not now. Not ever. He was going to continue developing this connection, and he would use her penchant for control to keep building her up, turning her into the woman he envisioned in his ideals. A woman who was willing to let go of control, and let him take control.

They pulled into the underground parking garage of the company building, the sound of the engine echoing off the concrete walls. Before the car had even come to a full stop, Jason was reaching for her, his hands tangling in her hair as he pulled her into a bruising kiss.

Their kiss grew more heated as Jason picked her up, putting her on top of him where he was able to manhandle her as he wished. She sighed, groaned and moaned above him, her tongue playing games with his. She was enjoying this... way too much. She didn’t want it to stop. But unfortunately, it had to.

By the end of the kiss, they were both breathing hard, the need palpable in the confined space of the car.

"Remember what I told you." Samantha began, her finger trailing across his chin, admiring his pretty face. "Come to me later. I want you in my office for lunch. I’ll give you something to eat."

Jason chuckled… Something to eat? Was it going to be her pussy again?

"I’m looking forward to it."