Chapter 55 #2
I lifted my skirt and slid off my underwear. They were soaked as I handed them to my alpha. He held them to his face and breathed them in. When I didn’t move, he barked again. “Over the desk.”
I scooted his laptop to the side and lay down on the hard wooden surface.
His hands were immediately on me, running up my thighs and flipping the skirt of my dress up so my ass was bare before him.
I tensed, expecting him to spank me, but he slid his desk drawer open again and took something out.
I turned to get a peek, and that earned me a hard spank.
“No moving.”
“Yes, Daddy.” I rested my cheek on the cool desk surface.
The click of a cap. The rustle of plastic. And then—
He parted my ass cheeks and cold liquid dripped onto my asshole. I took a sharp breath. King had asked about anal play a few days ago, and I’d said I was interested. I should have known he would move fast.
“Fuck, that’s a pretty sight. Take a deep breath for me, baby girl.”
I forced my muscles to release their tension. His fingertip slowly entered me, dragging a moan from my lips. My breath caught when he pressed a second finger inside me. I shifted, my body automatically trying to get away from the stinging stretch.
“Shh. It’s okay, baby. We’ll take it nice and slow.”
He pulled almost all the way out and thrust back in again. This time, the stretch was accompanied by a deep, needy ache in my clit.
“That’s it. You’re doing so fucking well for me. You’ll relax and take it.”
He continued moving his fingers in and out, stretching me and building my pleasure until I was arching into him.
“Daddy, please.”
His hand moved up my body until it settled firmly on the back of my neck. “Naughty girls don’t get to come.” He thrust a third finger inside me, bringing me to the very brink of orgasm before removing them completely.
I let out a frustrated sob. “Please please please let me come. I’ll do anything.”
He leaned over me, his body flush with mine, and it made me feel owned.
“You must really be desperate to offer me anything.”
I nodded shamelessly. I’d never been this turned on. The insides of my thighs were slippery with slick, and the low growl in his voice just added to my arousal.
“Okay, princess. If you can take this last part of your punishment like a good girl, I will consider letting you come.”
He stood, keeping a firm hand on my low back as he pressed something hard against my asshole.
I whimpered, knowing what was coming. The pressure built against my tight hole as King pushed in the tip of a butt plug.
I clenched automatically and then his fingers were on my clit, circling gently.
A wave of smooth pleasure rocked through me, allowing me to relax enough to let the rest of the plug slip in.
The moment it was fully seated, an orgasm rocked through me. My eyes widened and my lips parted in shock at the intensity of it. It stole my breath and left me a sweaty, panting mess.
King swore and leaned his body over mine. “I’m not sure how much of a punishment this is for you.”
I wiggled my butt. “No, it’s the worst punishment. You should definitely stop.”
He burst out laughing, wasting no time pulling out the plug and thrusting it back in, hard and fast. A sound somewhere between a moan and a whine escaped my lips. He ran his fingers through my hair, his gentle touch in stark contrast with the harsh way he filled me with the plug.
“Daddy!”
“Yes, baby girl?”
“I need—” Oh god. I was so close to the edge again. My clit actually hurt with need.
“Say it.”
“I need your cock.”
He swore, wasting no time. Lifting my ass, he filled my pussy with one hard thrust.
I screamed. I had never been this full. My nerve endings were on fire, and I was utterly overwhelmed by the pressure.
I never wanted it to stop.
King’s knot teased my entrance with every thrust. Each movement shifted the butt plug, but the aching fullness just built my arousal. He moved his hand underneath me and played with my clit, my slick making obscene sounds in the quiet office.
“I’m not going to last long, baby. You need to come again for me.”
My breaths were ragged pants as his steady movement and pressure on my clit pushed me over the edge again. I was too tired to do anything but ride it out, the waves of pleasure crashing over me until I was only sensation.
“Can you take my knot, baby? Will you let me stretch that pretty little cunt?”
I couldn’t imagine taking more.
I would die if he didn’t give it to me.
I was beyond words, but I nodded and arched back against him.
King pressed his thick knot inside me and let out a loud moan. It was the hottest thing I’d ever heard—enough to push me over the edge again. My legs shook and tears spilled down my cheeks, but there was no sadness to them, just release.
I didn’t know how much time had passed when King gently gathered me to his chest and sat back in his office chair. His knot shifted with the movement, making me clench around him.
He kept one hand firmly on my thigh and the other caressed my breast. The skirt of my dress was still shoved up, meaning if anyone happened to walk into this office, they would get quite an eyeful.
Not that King would ever let that happen.
A low purr rumbled through his chest. “That was the hottest thing I’ve seen. Fuck, you’re perfect.”
I was a relaxed, melted puddle in his arms, but something tugged at the back of my mind. “I’m not perfect.”
I rubbed my cheek against his chest. There was something hot about having clothed office sex, but I wanted to feel his skin.
He unbuttoned his shirt for me. My alpha always knew what I needed. “What, baby?”
“I’m not perfect. I’m a mess.”
His cheek shook and I scowled when I realized he was laughing.
“Yes, I’ve seen your apartment.”
I turned to glare at him. “I don’t mean my apartment,” I grumbled. “Well, not just my apartment.”
He quickly stifled his laughter. “I’m sorry. What do you mean?”
Before I could start chewing my lip, his thumb was already there, pressing into my mouth to stop my nervous tic. I sighed and relaxed into his chest.
“The longer we stay in this relationship, the more you’ll see all of my flaws. And then you won’t want me anymore.” The vulnerability of my confession broke through my post-orgasm high, making me want to run away and hide.
King tightened his hold on me, his chest vibrating with an almost aggressive purr. “Maybe you’re not perfect, because no one is, but you are perfect for me. Hopefully, with time, it will be easier for you to trust me. To trust us.”
I closed my eyes. He was right. Only time would tell. I just wished I had his confidence that this would end happily.