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"I didn’t expect it to be so achy," I replied truthfully. I knew he'd fucked me hard, but not that hard. Or maybe, I was just so high on lust that I hadn't noticed he was basically tearing me apart.
"Do you want me to kiss it?" he asked kindly, and my eyes widened. Blood rushed to my face when I nodded slightly and muttered, "Yes, sir."
He moved back behind me, so I couldn’t see him, and after a few seconds of waiting, I felt his soft lips touching my sensitive flesh. He pecked every inch from my clit to my ass, making me blush again, when I realised he’d almost kissed my other hole.
At a snail’s pace, he continued his gentle attack, licking my throbbing pussy, and I totally forgot why I was bent over the table in the first place. But I remembered a moment later, as he started brushing his lubed index finger against my rectum. I inhaled a sharp breath, preparing for a painful moment, yet nothing came. He was massaging my opening in small circles, very gently pressing against it, and I closed my eyes, trying to relax as much as possible.
His tongue on my clit was distracting me from his other mission, and for a moment, I lost myself in the pleasurable feeling which travelled through my body. When I concentrated on my ass again, I realised at least half the length of his finger was inside me. He left it there while he was licking my pussy, and I moaned in delight. I experienced a strange fullness, which was different from the faint memory of my first time.
I was breathing heavily against the surface of Mr Thorn’s office desk, moaning and groaning, when he began pumping my ass. He started very slowly, and gradually, his rhythm quickened. I also felt something cold and wet on my hole, so he had probably added more lube. After another few gentle thrusts, he stopped, and I winced when his deep voice resonated in the room.
"I’m going to put the plug in your ass, princess," he announced firmly, taking it from the table. "Then I’ll finish you off."
"Okay, sir." My mouth was dry like the desert from the constant moaning, and the expectations of my body were too high.
It all happened in a few seconds. I felt the cold tip of the plug on my hole, then a little pressure followed, and eventually, after a few movements, it was in, filling me. It was like my ass opened and swallowed it.
It was totally different from Mr Thorn’s finger. It was pleasurable and weird at the same time. My hole was throbbing a little around it, and my muscles were trying to get used to it. I was deep in thought about having it inside me when I, again, felt Mr Thorn’s tongue on my pussy, and I moaned out loud.
I actually wanted him to use his fingers too, but the fear of that burning pain stopped me. Still, I was in heaven from the combination of licking and kissing while my ass clenched around the plug.
The quick movements of Mr Thorn’s tongue were making me crazy, while I groaned into the table. The knot in my lower abdomen was tightening and my clit pulsated, sending pleasure into my every cell.
"Sir," I whined, shutting my eyes. "Can I come, please?"
He put his huge hands on my ass, squeezing my butt cheeks and wiggling them, so the plug inside me moved. It just brought me closer to the edge of ecstasy.
"Come!" I heard Mr Thorn’s muffled order from behind me, and I found my release after another few seconds with a high-pitched scream followed by heavy breathing and grunting. I was sure I slapped the table with my palm when the orgasm took over me. It was so different and much more intense than before. The plug in my hole was putting additional pressure on my vaginal walls, and the climax was amazing. Without a doubt, I wanted to be fucked with that thing inside me.
"Thank you, sir," I whispered when I finally caught my breath.
He chuckled somewhere on my right side, and I wanted to pull myself up when a light knock interrupted us. When Mr Thorn walked up to the door, my eyes widened in horror.
"Don’t move, princess," he commanded, and I obediently returned back to my previous position, bent over the table, exposed. I felt my heart somewhere in my throat when he turned the knob.
"What?" he barked at someone. I was hidden behind his broad back, but if he moved only an inch, that unknown person could clearly see me.
"Y-you don’t have y-your assistant here, sir," a feminine voice said, and I was sure it was Amber from the reception.
"And?" he continued in an aggressive tone, and I smirked. I didn’t like her; no one did. She was mean and spread gossip about everyone. If she didn’t know something, she didn’t have a problem filling the holes in the story with her own imagination.
"The meeting with the company’s managers started a few minutes ago," she announced in a trembling voice. Everyone in the building was scared of Mr Thorn. Clearly, Amber believed all the things she’d heard and read about him.
"Great!" he yelled with fake enthusiasm, and I winced. Amber definitely would have done, too. "Let them wait." He slammed the door in her face and turned to me, shaking his head.
"I don’t like that girl," he grumbled, and I giggled. He raised his eyebrows at me before returning to my ass. "But I really like this." He gently slapped my butt cheek and pulled my panties up. He helped me stand up, and I straightened my dress, putting it in place.
The plug in my ass was making me nervous and excited at the same time. I couldn’t imagine sitting on it while doing my job.
"Let’s go." Mr Thorn pointed to the door, disturbing my musing, and I looked at him. "We are already late." He opened the door, gesturing with his hand for me to walk out.
"Me too?" I squealed, instinctively clenching my butt. Did he want me to run around with that thing in my bottom?
"Yes, princess, you as well," he winked at me with his signature devilish grin, and I whimpered.
The room would be full of people, the managers of this company, and my boss was playing some insane game with my body. Shit! And why was I so excited? This could end terribly. The last thing I wanted was to humiliate myself in front of them.
"C'mon, sweetie." He pinched my ass when I was walking too slowly. "You know I hate being late. Or do you want me to put you on a leash?"
