Chapter Thirty-Seven #2
Like a switch, his slow seduction turns into deviant aggression. Gathering me in his arms, he carries me to his desk. Turning me around, he bends me over it and wrenches my feet apart with his. Twisting a hand in my long hair, he unzips his fly with a scary slowness.
I’m held on the edge of a precipice, aching to be pushed over. Excitement explodes inside me when I feel his hard shaft rub against my slit. He lubes himself in my juices.
“Where do bad girls get cock?” he demands, a dangerous note in his voice.
“In… in the ass, sir.”
“That’s right.” He pushes the crown against my back hole and stretches the ring of muscles. I hiss when his dick wins against my resisting body and opens me wide. “Take my cock, filthy girl.”
An intense burn makes me dance on my toes as his thick inches keep splitting me apart. My palms slap on the desk, crashing the files to the floor under his slow but relentless thrusts, robbing me of sanity.
“Sir!”
“I bet you’ll think twice before sneaking out of our bed, little siren,” he taunts menacingly.
“I won’t again,” I choke out. “I’m sorry.”
Parting my ass cheeks, his eyes burn on the spot where he’s ruthlessly invading me. He loves to watch my hole stretch around his girth. “Let me the fuck in, whore. I own this tight little asshole. You’re going to accept every single inch this time.”
“What?” I gasp, his words penetrating past the haze.
Leaning over me, his lips press against my ear. “You could take only half of my cock the first time I fucked your virgin ass, baby. No mercy this time.”
His dark threat causes my nipples to ache. My pussy and ass clench around him. Not in fear, but taboo thrill.
“Beg me to pound and bruise your ass,” he growls, backing out to the tip and waiting. “Plead for every inch of my cock.”
“Give me all of your cock, sir. Fill me up and bruise me. Punish me. Please. I need it. I have been so, so bad. Please.”
Gripping my hip, he drives to the hilt.
I scream, raw and blinding.
Fisting my hair even harder, he stays buried with his groin pressed against my ass. His length pulses inside my walls, bringing pleasurable pain. My pussy aches in jealousy at being left empty, while my asshole begs for mercy.
“Goddammit! The way you strangle my cock.” He sighs above me, grinding in a circle until I whimper and flail. “I never want to pull out.”
“Please.”
Withdrawing his shaft in slow motion so I feel every vein along his length, he slams back in. Repeating the motion until my body becomes pliable to his deep plunges, he fucks me faster. One hand slides to my bouncing breasts and pinches a tip before he cups it in his huge palm.
“This is what I craved every time you came into my office, Rainbow.” Thrust. “I needed you on your knees, or bent over my desk, or against the wall while I fucked your brains out until you were ruined for anyone else.” Thrust. “But you already were a slave for me, weren’t you?
I owned you, mind, body, soul.” Thrust. “You were ruined before I even touched you.”
“Yes. Yes. Yes.”
Shoving two fingers into my mouth, he growls, “Suck.”
I suckle on him, wetting them with my tongue. Snatching them back, he traces them to my pussy and pushes them inside.
“T-too much-h,” I sob, yet I clench around him as my orgasm teases me.
“Don’t come,” he barks, pushing my front flat to the wooden desk. My nipples scrape against the smooth texture as he thrusts savagely. His hips slap hard and fast against my sore cheeks. “This is for me.”
“Oh fuck! No!” I squeeze around him. “Please, sir. Let me come.”
“You come when I say.”
Keeping my cunt filled, he hammers into my poor ass viciously. Embarrassing wet, sucking noises play in my ears every time he thrusts. So dirty and erotic.
I lie underneath him while he uses my body, holding off my climax because he said no. I live to please him.
“Good little slut. Such a good girl,” he praises my obedience. Covering my back with his chest, he fucks me so hard that my feet lift off the ground. “My perfect little siren, letting me bruise her sweet ass. You’re going to feel me for days.”
“Kian, I can’t take any more,” I warn him. “I’ll orgasm. You need to come. Please. I’ll lose it.”
“No,” he laughs, “I do whatever I want to you. You fucking obey. That’s your place when my cock is inside you.”
I whimper under his domineering claim. Hating and loving it at the same time. All his sweetness seems to evaporate when he’s fucking me. A savage wolf takes my caring boyfriend’s place. His depravity unleashes.
Licking the curve of my shoulder , he bites down on the soft skin. Thrusting over and over into my ass, his pace falters a beat before he roars his climax. Hot cum shoots deep inside my walls in unending spurts.
“Baby, fuck!” he groans, panting against my neck. I’m a whimpering mess when he pulls out his fingers, then his dick. “Shh, deep breath.”
I don’t move as his warmth disappears.
My ass feels raw and gaping.
Yet I’m still on edge as my orgasm ebbs away.
Gently, his hands lift me off his desk. Cradling me protectively against his chest, he walks over to the couch and sits down. Tilting my chin, he kisses me for long minutes. He’s still fully clothed while I’m a naked mess.
“Not letting me come is a cruel punishment, Kian.”
His lips tug up. “Trust me, it’s a punishment for me too.”
“You’re leaking out of me as we speak,” I taunt.
“Do you know why I love fucking your ass? Because it makes you squirt. It’s the hottest sight I’ve ever seen. And the way you clench around me, it’s nothing short of heaven. So yeah, this was a punishment for me too.”
“That’s… I don’t do that.”
His eyes turn molten at my innocence. “You do.”
“But that only happens in porn.”
“Untrue.”
“So, you’re saying I’m a porn star?”
“Only mine.” He smirks possessively and shuts me up with a drugging kiss.