Fiona

Joker was pissed. Fiona didn't know what happened during his meeting that night, but she knew it was not good. At all. He was fuming and all she could do was follow him out to the car. He slid in first and she sat next to him. He sat straight up and had his hands firmly in his thighs. She carefully grabbed his hand. She hoped his tenseness would soften at her touch, and thankfully it did. He allowed her to interlock her fingers with his. She knew she was his only soft spot.

"Do you wanna play, Mr. J? Take your mind off of things?" She asked, rubbing his arm as the car pulled into the driveway. "I don't know if I'm up to it tonight, doll." He opened the car door and exited the vehicle, holding the door for her to get out as well. They walked into the mansion and she said, "I know you're mad, baby, but could I slip into something more comfortable to try to change your mind about play time?" "Of course you can." He spoke softly. He was so sweet to her lately, which was extremely satisfying to her, considering he was an ass to everyone else. Fiona smiled, and pecked his lips. "I'll be back." She bit her lip as she turned away from him. She headed for the bedroom, and he said, "Find me in my office."

About fifteen minutes later, Fiona made her way to office. She touched up her make up and smoothed out her hair before changing into her lingerie. She also put Joker's favorite lotion on her soft legs. He couldn't resist the scent of it. She opened the door and saw him sitting on the desk, talking on the phone. "Shut the fuck up for second." He said to the person on the other line when he saw her enter the room. "Fiona, I know what I said, but I'm working—" She dropped her pink satin robe onto the floor. She wore a shiny champagne-colored body suit with sheer cups so he could see her nipples.

"Can't you work and play, Mr. J?" She moved toward him. "What did I say? Just go to bed." "J, you need to relax, let me help you." She slid her hands up his chest and over his shoulders. She heard a growl come from his throat. He ended the phone call. She could tell he was irritated, but also turned on. She was excited now. "Can we use the desk?" With that, he shoved whatever was on the desk to the floor with loud crashes. "Okay." She said as she started to unbutton his shirt. "What do you have in mind?" His mood softened now, as he was eager for her. "You'll see." She teased.

Fiona had Joker naked laying on his stomach on the desk. She found her robe on the floor and reached into the pocket to retrieve a small bottle of massage oil. She returned to the side of the desk. She opened the bottle and let the oil slowly drip out and onto his back, right on his 'Kick Me' tattoo. Once she was satisfied with the amount of oil, she sat the bottle down and smoothed the slickness over his back, sensually feeling all of his tight muscles. She tenderly dug her thumbs into the muscles in his strong shoulders and then his lower back. She could hear a content hum escape his lips.

After awhile, she had him turn over and lay on his back. Fiona let the oil dribble onto his chest and she ran her fingers over him. She couldn't help but lick her lips at the sight before her. In the midst of her massaging his chest, Joker picked up the oil and squeezed some onto her breasts and smeared it all over the transparent material of her lingerie. She giggled as he kneaded her breasts and her hands moved lower on his body. She rubbed his toned abdomen and went further down to stroke his large cock. His hardened member rested against his stomach. He groaned quietly as her hands worked on it.

Joker slowly skimmed his hand up her arm and over her chest. His fingers traced her collarbone and he moved down to cup each of her mounds before squeezing them. He pinched her visible nipples through the thin fabric. His skillful hand wandered down between her legs and undid the snaps of her bodysuit. He slid his fingers into her wet folds and encircled her clit. Fiona decided to get onto the desk with him. She put her mouth around him and slowly started to suck. He growled again when he felt her tongue on his balls.

Joker yanked her upward on his body so she was laying on top of him. He held her tightly in his arms and devoured her mouth. He rolled over to put her on her back and got off of her. "J, what are you doing?" He stood at the opposite end of the desk and grabbed her ankles. He dragged her ass to the edge, producing an excited yelp from her. She was in a sitting position and he kissed her lips passionately. Fiona moaned in his mouth as she felt his fingers roaming near her entrance. He shoved them inside of her and pumped them in and out. He kept his forehead on hers as he did this and kissed her occasionally.

Joker pushed her shoulders down flat to the desk. He ran his hand down her body. He started at her lips, where she kissed his thumb, down to her throat. He stopped to squeeze her breast and slid his hand down her abdomen. He tucked the bottom of her body suit underneath itself toward her stomach so it wouldn't be in the way. He grinned and lowered his face to her tummy. Fiona shuddered at the sensation of his breath on her skin. He pressed a hot kiss near her belly button and left a downward trail from there. He blew air on her clit and he heard a sigh from her.

Joker savagely attacked her clit. Fiona arched her back and moaned. To keep her still, he clamped his arms around her hips. She held onto his forearms, which turned into them holding hands while he ate her like he was starved. She squeezed his hands tensely and let out a fierce moan. He kept a rhythm of licking and sucking that was driving her crazy. "J..." she whimpered. Her heels dug into his back. Thankfully she took her shoes off earlier.

He got back onto the desk with her and swiftly entered her. He gripped her wrists and brought them above her head. He bucked against her roughly causing her to whimper in pleasure. She was unable to move as he held her down and fucked her. She wasn't going to complain, though. She was loving every second. He kissed her and let out an animalistic growl into her mouth. His mouth found each of her nipples. Though they were still covered up, he could feel them pucker with his tongue. "Oh fuuuck." She whined as he sucked on her hard buds.

Joker released her wrists and sat back on his knees as his thrusts slowed. He brought her legs up to dive deeper inside of her. Fiona saw her feet up by his shoulders. "Are you gonna cum for me?" He questioned in between thrusts. He pressed his thumb to her clit, vigorously rubbing it. "Yes, Mr. J!" "We'll do it together. Daddy's gonna fill you up with his seed." She bit her lip and moaned at his statement. He gripped her thighs like life depended on it and began a fast round of thrusts to bring their session to an end. Fiona yelled a string of curse words as she rode out her orgasm. She soon felt his powerful load release inside of her.

Joker collapsed on top of her and she wrapped her limbs around his body. "Oh, Daddy." She breathed out. He hadn't referred to himself as daddy before that night, but she kinda liked it. "Thank you, baby. You made Daddy feel really good." He said and started kissing her neck. "Mmm...why don't I run a hot bath for my baby girl?" "Only if you'll join me, lover." He grinned and kissed her lightly before getting off the desk and picking her up bridal style. He carried her out of the office. Fiona was too worn out and tired to care if someone on his staff saw them walking around the house naked.