Total pages in book: 69
Estimated words: 69327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 69327 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 347(@200wpm)___ 277(@250wpm)___ 231(@300wpm)
That was something to think about for another time.
What I was thinking about now was dragging my finger through those sweet cheeks of hers.
“What are you…” She wiggled when my finger pressed between those tightly clenched cheeks, as if she could stop what was about to happen.
“Do you want this?” I asked as I felt my finger dance over the pucker of her asshole.
She shivered and spread her legs infinitesimally wider, but then realized what she’d done and slammed them closed again.
“I’m not sure that you’d listen if I said no,” she grumbled.
I stopped and went back to where I could see her face.
Dropping down to my haunches so we were on the same level, I said, “If you don’t want this, I’m not going to take it.”
Her eyes flared.
“It’ll be messy.” She squeezed her eyes shut.
I snorted and stood. “Again, I’m an adult male. Messy is what we like.”
Then I was stripping out of my clothes.
My white undershirt went to the side. Cufflinks to the edge of the desk right in front of her face. Shoes. Socks. Pants. Belt. Underwear.
All of it went into a pile at the edge of my desk until I was completely nude.
I couldn’t say that I wasn’t excited. Just the idea of being completely naked with her, having her at my mercy, was sending jagged heat down my spine. My balls were high and tight. My dick was so hard that it hurt.
And my breathing was ragged.
God, I wanted her.
That alley had been just enough of a tease that I wanted more.
Wanted her.
Exactly where I had her.
“Yes?” I asked her, palming my erection.
She swallowed hard, her eyes going to my hand that was now working my cock in slow pulls.
“It’s your mess to clean up after,” she grumbled.
Oh, I’d definitely be cleaning it up.
“Precisely,” I said. “My mess to clean up. My mess to take care of. Mine all alone.”
Then I was at her back, smoothing my hands up her thighs.
Her ass jiggled as her body started to tremble in anticipation.
“This ass,” I said as I smoothed my hands up her perfectly formed cheeks. “It’s perfect.”
“This ass is courtesy of three rows of Oreos,” she grumbled darkly.
I felt my lips twitch at that.
“Well, then maybe I should buy some stock in them. Keep your pantry filled,” I suggested.
She snorted.
I took that as her disagreement and moved my hands up her lower back, pushing hard against her.
She groaned. “That feels good.”
I imagined it did.
I’d always heard women complain about their lower back hurting during their cycle.
“Later I’ll rub it for you,” I mused as I stepped up behind her and pressed my cock into the crease of her ass.
Her breathing changed, became more labored, as she waited to see what I’d do next.
Planting one hand on the desk beside her hip, the other went around her hips to her sex where I slowly started to circle her clit with two fingers. Not quite touching it, but not quite not, either.
Her backside pressed against my engorged cock, and I felt excitement start to push through my veins.
I’d wanted this for a while. Her trussed up, exactly how I wanted her.
But first…she needed to pay for disobeying me today.
My hand pulled back from her and she hissed out, surprised at the sudden withdrawal. I didn’t make her wait long, though, bringing my hand down in a sudden slap against her pussy, catching just the tip of her clit with one finger.
She screamed.
She came.
And I smacked it three more times in quick succession. One. Two. Three.
I could hear the sound of my palm hitting her sensitive skin ring out in the room around us, along with her scream of approval.
“Fuck,” I growled, unable to stop the harsh curse from leaving my lips.
She stilled then, stunned. “What the hell was that?”
“That?” I said. “Was the tip of the iceberg.”
Then I thrust my cock home. One sharp, swift push.
I filled her up completely, feeling her walls seize around me, as my pubic bone met the flesh of her ass.
She groaned as I closed my eyes and held onto each ass cheek like my life depended on it.
“What the hell was that?” she repeated, surprised all over again.
I waited until I thought I could control myself before letting my grip on her ass go.
“Punishment,” I said. “As you deserve.”
Then I fucked her.
Hard and fast.
My pens went first. My computer second.
My cufflinks clinked onto the tile floor and skittered all the way across the room to the elevator doors.
Still I fucked her.
And she came.
She came and she came and she came.
And only when she was begging me to stop did I make her go one more time before following.
By the time we were finished, we were both panting, and my body was straight rung out.
But my fucking God.
There was no way I wasn’t going to have that again.