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“Then pleaseeee let me fucking cum,” she hissed. “You’re literally killing me. Do you want me to die right here in your office?”

Trailing my eyes down her soaked legs, I almost lost myself in the beauty of the sight before me. I loved her begging for release. I loved how desperate she sounded. Bringing my gaze up to hers, I stifled a smile. “How many times have you squirted today?”

“I lost count,” she murmured, taking her hand away from the toy in defeat.

“Did you mess up my receptionist’s chair?” I wrapped my fingers around the toy, slipping it out of her. She nodded and watched as I rolled my chair back, guiding her over to my desk. “Sit.”

Perching on the edge, she dangled her legs at my sides. I pressed the toy to her lips. She ran her tongue around the tip before taking it in her mouth. Coaxing her legs further apart, I slid her drenched, black lace panties to the side. I had to taste her. Leaning forward, I licked up and down her folds, sliding two digits deep into her core.

Moaning, she dropped the toy to the floor, running her fingers through my hair. “Oh my God, that feels so fucking good.”

Glancing up, I watched her tweaking her nipples through the partially unbuttoned white blouse. Everything about this would always be wrong, and I knew it. No matter how many times I told myself to stop or walk away, I was drawn further into her.

In my forty-five years on the planet, I’d never once put myself first. As a kid, I gave all my toys to my friends or kids in need when they showed interest in them. I wanted them to have the things that made them happy. It pissed my parents off because they had to keep replacing them.

When I was a teenager, and knew I would be prom king, I ended up starting a campaign to help a boy who’d been bullied in high school, win votes. He needed that win more than me. Alicia was pissed at me for a month. She had to stand on the stage with someone else and hated me for it. She told me he ruined all her photos, but I ruined her four years of high school.

The day I planned to break up with her because I’d come to see who she truly was, we found out she was pregnant with Elizabeth. That day, I vowed to marry her and put her and our child before everything, other than law school. It was the only way I could support a family. For years, I made sure I was strict but fair with our two kids, and I was faithful to Alicia. I ignored how she was because my duty to her and our little family had changed.

So now, though there was no justification for my actions, I just wanted to feel what it was like to have one thing for myself. I knew better, but everything else in me wanted to keep her my dirty little secret forever. She was exactly what I needed to make me happy… for now.

I inched in two more fingers, her legs parting even further as she did her best to accommodate the stretching. “Baby girl,” I growled against her swollen clit, “do you want me to be nice and let you cum?”

“Yes!”

She pulled my head tighter against her, but I drew back, standing. Fucking her harder, I slid in my thumb, working my entire fist into her tightness. She wound her hips on my hand, trying to take as much as she could, her palms pressing onto my desk. Loud moans evaded her lips, but I cut her off with a passionate kiss. She cupped my cheeks, kissing me hungrily, my tongue muffling her volume.

Just as her walls vice-gripped, I withdrew my hand. She whined against my mouth, lowering her fingers to my shirt buttons. I unfastened my slacks, and she slipped her hands into my top. Freeing my cock, I wiped her essence on my shaft, then teased her entrance. She bucked her hips toward me.

“Pleaseeee, fuck me.”

“You’re so fucking irresistible.” I ran my thumb over her pouting bottom lip. Ready to play another game with her, I was going to leave her suffering a bit longer, but she raked her nails down my chest to my abs.

“Daddy, fuck me like a dirty little whore, please.”

Closing my eyes, I grazed my mouth with hers before pulling her bottom lip between my teeth, sucking hard as I sank my entire length into her in one thrust. Her nails dug deeper into my flesh, scraping hard. Our tongues entwined, and we panted against one another’s mouths, unable to get enough. This. This was exactly what I needed. She was perfection.

Putting my lips next to her ear, I muttered, “Do you like being my naughty little secret fuck?”

“God, yes,” she breathed.

“I want to see those perfect tits.” I unbuttoned three more buttons on her top and ripped her lace bra down. Her breasts spilled out, her nipples flushed and rigid. It only made me fuck her harder, watching them bounce with our rhythm.

She pressed her palms on the desk again, moving her hips against me. She tried her best to stay quiet, but she was failing. We both were. Knowing no one was on my side of the hallway, I didn’t care any longer. The noises she made drove me insane. Her pussy tightened, and I pulled myself out, yanking her off the desk by her wrist.

“Turn around.”

She obeyed, glancing over her shoulder as I pressed her on her back. She bent over the desk, her legs spread. Sliding my drawer out, I took out a bottle of lube, popping the lid open.

“What are you doing?”

“Claiming every one of your little tight holes at once.”

“What?”

Picking up the toy, I slipped it back inside her pussy, positioning the other half on her clit. I wiped her juices off my cock with my fingers, then squeezed lube on the others, spreading it over her asshole. Her back arched as I inserted a finger, twisting it, moving it in and out.

“879782. Unlock my phone and turn the toy all the way up, slut.”

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