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Not with his huge, hard body stretched over mine and just out of reach, his scent in my nostrils, and him looking at me the way a man who hasn’t had a good meal in a year would stare at a juicy slice of steak.
“Bree, please.”
“I’ve got absolutely nothing to say to you, asshole.”
The warmth leaves his eyes. “Forgive me. My mistake.”
He rears back then pulls at my pants, dragging them down with my underwear in one swift, savage move, only taking off one of my heels to free the pant leg. He pulls me off the desk, turns me around, then lays me on my front, my cheek right against the polished hardwood. I feel his hand at my nape grab a handful of hair and hold me down at the same time. His movements are quick and precise, almost clinical, but also so arousing in their dominance that I start to shake. He unzips his pants and a moan escapes my lips as I feel another trickle of wetness leave me.
Hurry.
His fingers find me and start sliding back and forth over my slick folds. I cant my hip higher in a silent plea for more.
“You’re soaking wet.” He replaces his finger with the wide head of his cock. My pussy contracts with need.
“I know you don’t want to talk but you will ask me to fuck you,” he says coldly. “And you will ask nicely.”
I flush as my heart pounds. Whatever happened to sweet Jordan? “What?” I squeak.
“Be a good girl and ask for what you want. Go on.” He sinks an inch deeper.
“Oh, God. Please. Fuck me,” I whimper.
“Say my name.”
“Jordan alright, please Jordan.” I moan.
He hands me a handkerchief and asks me to bite down on it. And suddenly I remember the room full of people on the opposite side of the wall, and the unlocked door. What a picture we’d make. How long have I been gone? What the hell am I doing? Dalia might come looking—
I try to turn my head in panic but his hold is secure. “The door—”
He meets my gaze steadily. “I locked it.” Then he smiles wickedly.
“What! You meant for this to happen.”
“No, I only wanted some privacy to talk to you. I didn’t expect you’d be this hot for me.”
“Arrogant bast—ah!” I lose my words, keening as he slides deeper into me until he bottoms out. He’s so thick and hard. I love it so much that my eyes roll back and I cry out as my core ripples against his length.
“Quiet Sabrina.” He holds himself still, rooted deep. His hand goes to my shaking thighs, stroking higher and higher until he reaches where we’re joined. I tense in anticipation.
“You're going to need that handkerchief.”
As soon as I stuff it in my mouth, his fingers find my clit and he strokes in circles. My orgasm beats down on me like a tidal wave. My back threatens to arch as the pleasure in my pelvis mounts but his hand on my nape holds me firmly down. My cries get louder and my thighs shake, inner muscles clenching in quick succession around his girth as he continues to rub my clit, winding me tighter and tighter until I climax, screaming and bucking wildly.
My orgasm goes on and on. My palms slap on the desk, fingers seeking purchase but finding nothing but hardwood to rake across. “Oh God, Jordan.” I moan into the handkerchief.
“You’re coming so fucking hard on my cock.” He caresses my naked ass with his calloused palms. It feels amazing.
He holds me down and starts to fuck me through my orgasm and I lose myself in a maelstrom of sensation. Jordan has to put a hand over my mouth when my cries get too loud to be contained by the flimsy piece of cotton.
He sets a hard, deep, and fast rhythm, carrying on until I’m helplessly climaxing again. I sob with how intensely good he feels. He holds himself still again until my contractions have settled into occasional twitches, then withdraws and drags me off the desk, his other hand wrapping possessively around my throat. He takes out the handkerchief and kisses me deeply, stroking his tongue against mine.
When he breaks the kiss, he commands, “On your knees Sabrina.”
My heart lurches. Whether from the intensity of my orgasms or from the utter dominance of his tone I'm unsure which, but my already wobbly knees easily sink to the floor.
His cock is big and hard, glistening from my wetness. It’s beautiful, with a wide mushroom glans and thick veins coursing obscenely around it. I open my mouth and suck in the plush head.
