The Master Programmer-Chapter 129: Fuck that Arranged Marriage! 3
"What do you mean?" Samantha said, turning her head again, and this time her body too, sitting back up. Jason went around the sofa, standing in front of her and then crouching down to her level.
"I will help you… But I want this company." Jason said in the manner of a serpent. "You understand it too. If your father pulls away his money and connections, that will leave you with practically nothing. You might be able to salvage something in the form of connections... But you need cash flow. And you also need new connections. That is where I come in."
Samantha gazed into his eyes, and then in the next moment when he grabbed her chin, lifting her head to meet his, only to have her look into his eyes with a daze, she could only see a smirk on his face, planful, and conniving as if he had been planning this for a long time. She felt a bit of fear at that moment... who was this man?
Jason looked at this woman, smirking in interest. She looked so vulnerable right now, so different from the person she was before in the car when she was dominantly making him submit like that. It was very clear that the meeting with her father had shaken her.
"How is that any different from what my father wants?" Samantha said, her eyes turning cold. Jason also understood what she meant. She didn’t want to be controlled. But Jason took those words as a good thing and not a bad thing. After all, if she was comparing him to her father, then it was only after a bit more effort that she might take him to be her true father. It was also incredible to think about that kind of thing in the case of different things in there.
"Hey, Hey… At least I won’t force you to sleep with a man that you clearly hate," he said with a smirk. "And in a way, I don’t want you to land up in the hands of another man. After all, I have you in the palm of my hand. You’re mine, Samantha. You and this company."
Samantha’s eyes narrowed but before she said anything, Jason kissed her, shutting her up. The two began kissing deeply, and as they did so, Samantha held Samatha and wrapped her hands around his neck. Jason picked her up from the Sofa and sat next to her, letting her sit over his lap.
"Fuck that arranged marriage. My option is the only option that will help you keep everything. You keep the company, you keep the influence. You can rebuild the contacts soon enough and with my help we will grow this company to heights it has never seen before. I have faith in your ability to do all this. In the meantime, let me handle everything else."
Samantha shook her head, her eyes escaping the daze they were in before. "Jason, you’re crazy—"
But Jason interrupted her yet again, leaning closer, his hand cupping her cheeks as he told her what she needed to hear oh so desperately. "I said I’ll take care of it," he said, the murmur coming out like a seductive caress against her skin. "So let me. Let me take care of you."
Samantha’s pulse quickened as she gazed into his eyes. And then after a moment, she found herself nodding without ever knowing how or why. If before she had some fog in her chest that made it very hard for her to breathe, now, funnily enough, there was the warmth of hope inside her. And the reason was Jason.
She didn’t know why but she knew he meant every word, and that sent shivers down her spine. Her father was going to take away his support, and if he did that, he would take all her clients, some of her people, and most of the cash they could use.
If things kept going like that, she might just lose everything. It would not take long either. She would not be able to pay her employees, and with her father’s connection to the banks, everything might take only 3 months before she went bankrupt and closed the company.
Jason had said before how she could use him as much as she wanted to. It seemed he was still on that kind of thinking. He wanted her to use him. But it seemed that he was going to use her instead.
"So… What is my share ownership?" she asked him, her eyes turning just as heated as he was. Seeing a smirk light up Jason’s face, she knew that was the answer he wanted to hear. It seemed the game between them was only continuing.
It was funny. Almost a month ago she had bought this man from Veronica. But now she was selling herself to him. How the tables have turned.
"Hm… I was going to give you 10 per cent because you’re so competent… But since you still haven’t thanked me, I guess I’ll put it at 8 per cent ~~" Jason said with a smirk, making her roll her eyes.
Was this not similar to what she said before? This bastard… He was saying that just to make her remember how she had treated him before.
Just as Jason was about to say something else, she leaned into him, and without another thought, her lips met his in a fiery kiss. The sound of their breaths and kissing mingled together in the silent room as they clung to each other.
Jason’s hand slid down the neckline of her outerwear. Her skin was like velvet, and under his touch, she shivered and groaned with desire, as his other hand inched up her thigh that was still covered by those annoying pants.
With a swift move, Jason lifted Samtha onto the table, stepping between her legs and pressing her back against the polished wood as he deepened the kiss they shared. His hands roamed over her body exploring every inch of her curves and she let him do as he wished, letting herself get carried away by the moment.
But she was not idle. Her hands had been fumbling with his buttons. As the fabric parted, she slid her hands down his shoulders and chest, her nails digging in slightly as she felt his muscles flex beneath her touch. Really impressive. As expected. No wonder Veronica was so smitten. But she was not Veronica. She would own this man.
Jason moved his hands to her waist, taking off her pants and exposing her lingerie. He gazed down at her, whose breathing was ragged, and he smirked. "So, Samantha… A control freak like you… how have you not taken over control yet?"
Samantha let her legs go wider apart as she sat there, looking at Jason in a way that expressed her need. "Who says I’m not in control?" she said snarkily.
Jason chuckled, coming back to her, his fingers teasing the damp fabric of her panties. Feeling the heat, and hearing her moans, he knew she was desperate for his touch. With a quick motion, he slid the material aside and began stroking her clit with precision, making her back arch off the table.
"Oh~~!" Samantha gasped. And then in the next moment when Jason began rubbing everywhere else, she bit her lip, whimpering as she held his face, which was focused on her pleasure.
When he finally put his fingers inside her, his thumb continuing to circle her clit, she moaned. "Nggh~~!!" Samantha rolled her eyes, as she felt the intense pleasure that was filling her up.
But she also knew she craved more. And to communicate this, she gave the man the most intense eye contact ever, needy, wanting, desperate. And Jason was so very happy to give it to her.
He began pumping his finger in and out of her, the tempo increasing with every single second that passed. Samantha’s legs wrapped around his waist as if begging him not to get away from her, never to leave her sight. Never left him no matter what she did.
"Fuck! It feels so good~!" Samantha said, thereafter kissing Jason as he continued rubbing and pleasing her, pumping and angling his fingers perfectly inside her snatch, the squelching noises coming out amazingly. The two had all but forgotten they were in an office at that moment. Someone might just walk in. But they did not care. Or rather, it was just that much more exciting.
Jason felt her tighten around his fingers, and with a final hard thrust, she shuddered with the first orgasm she had had in a while. But Jason wasn’t done with her. Jason continued pumping his fingers in, angling them up so that they hit that spot and making her cream and squirt as she arched her back biting her lips to stifle a scream.
Withdrawing his wet hand with a chuckle, Jason unzipped his pants, freeing his rock-hard cock into the air. He positioned himself at her entrance and slapped the clit a few more times, making her shiver where she lay, her eyes never leaving his. Jason put his cock at her entrance, rubbing the juices all over his head. There was no need to ask for permission.
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And then he pushed in slowly, watching as her eyes widened with pleasure, leaning forward and onto the table just to see everything in more detail.
"Haaahh~~!!" Samantha moaned as she raked her nails on his back, and when she did that, he filled her, the sensation making her groan with satisfaction.
"Jason~ Jason~ Mhhh~~!!" When Jason began to move, giving her long deep strokes, Samantha rocked her hips against him, whispering his name into his ears. Jason groaned as he kissed her again. She was so fucking wet. Wet for him. That one fact made him want her more.
Jason angled his body and Samantha’s breath hitched as he felt Jason’s cock hit that perfect spot inside her, making her squirt around his shaft with every thrust as she quivered yet again. Her legs shook around him as she moaned out again. "Uuuhh~~!!" What was this cock made of? Magic?
But it seemed Jason did not care as he chuckled, letting her ride it out while continuously pleasuring her neck and her ears. Soon, she finally came down from her orgasm, her legs tightening around him as she tried to take control of the rhythm they were going at.
"Uh-uh! No." Jason said, grabbing her hands and pinning them above her head on the table, holding her in place as he fucked her relentlessly, picking up the pace and delivering punishing stroke after stroke into her eager snatch, that swallowed him up needily.
Samantha groaned when she felt this, her mind going crazy. She was unable to move, unable to take control, and she thought she would hate this, but seeing that animalistic look in his eyes, she seemed to forget about everything.
He growled as he fucked her, the beast inside him coming out in low possessive growls that made her quiver even more. "You’re mine, Samantha! No one else will ever have you like this!"
Before she could say anything, he kissed her again, continuing the pounding he was giving her, each stroke sending waves of pleasure through her until she couldn’t hold back anymore.
"Ahh!! Jason~~!" Her body tensed and with a guttural cry, she came again, her pussy gripping him tightly as she squirted her release once more. Jason saw this and felt her pussy tighten, and he couldn’t hold back anymore.
He groaned and took his cock out of her, stroking it on her slick crotch for a few moments before finally groaning in climax as he finally released a huge glop of seed on her belly.
Jason stood up and stepped back, looking down at this exceptionally beautiful woman who lay there with a dazed look in her eyes. He smirked. There was something about this… It was like a painter watching the paint dry on his handiwork. It was beautiful.
She turned to him in the next moment and then her eyes flickered down to her belly before going up again and sighing. "You should have come inside me. Now I have to clean this up."
Jason chuckled after hearing that. That was the first thing she thought of saying.
Wow… what a cold woman.
