Page 22 of In His Office

My nipples hardened into tight little rocks and a jolt of arousal pierced right to my clit. I opened my mouth to say some smart retort, but the words died on my tongue as he unbuckled the very same belt that he’d just threatened me with. Unhurriedly, he slowly unbuttoned his slacks and pulled down his zipper before he freed his cock.

Oh my fucking god. He is huge.

His cock put every other man I’d ever been with to shame. It was red and angry and really fucking erect. As my eyes fell on the monstrosity of it, it jerked right in front of me. The smooth velvety looking surface was covered with thick, throbbing veins.

This was the kind of cock that would leave a pussy sore.

Was going to leave my pussy sore…

My inner walls tightened with anxious arousal at the thought of taking something so big inside of me. My thighs pressed together as my fear rose, almost as if I’d forgotten about his threat to fuck my face.

But I didn’t forget that. Not when his cock was staring me right in the face.

“Open your mouth,” he demanded.

“No,” I replied.

His hand cupped my cheek gently for a moment. As he traced his thumb over my cheekbone, I shivered.

Then he cuffed my face. Hard.

Stinging pain erupted across my cheek and my pussy practically convulsed. He held his hand there as the ache blossomed, deliciously painful, a bit debasing, a little degrading, and utterly delectable.

I shouldn’t like it.

I shouldn’t want him to do it again.

“I told you to open your mouth, my beautiful little slut,” he growled. His hand tapped the side of my face threateningly, and I lifted my chin in defiance, meeting his gaze as he stared down at me.

“I said no—” I tried, but then he cuffed the right side of my face twice more in quick succession. My pussy clenched tight as I gasped, my fearful arousal roiling inside me like a churning ocean.

With my cheek burning, I finally opened my mouth.

“That’s my good girl,” he praised, and I loathed how my heart leapt at his words. Why would that make my body blaze with heat? Why did I hold onto the edge of his every word like it was a lifeline and like I didn’t want to let go?

It was infuriating, but there wasn’t any time to think about it. His hand gripped my hair, and he slid his cock in between my lips. I had to open my mouth even wider to accommodate him, stretching my cheeks enough to ache, and I hadn’t even started sucking his cock yet.

“Fuck, such a warm little mouth,” he murmured. The head of his cock slid against my tongue, and the sharp, sweet, tangy taste of him hit me like a freight train. I closed my lips around his shaft, trying to slow his descent into my mouth, but he just kept pushing until the tip nudged against the back of my throat.

I gagged and he pulled back, only slightly, and I swallowed, trying to gather myself, only for him to push back inside. Almost immediately, I choked again, but this time he didn’t let up.

“Breathe through your nose, little slut,” he directed, and I tried to do as he instructed, but it wasn’t easy when you had a monster of a cock in your mouth. He pushed forward and just held his cock there, letting me struggle until I finally got a hold of myself.

There was no way to push back, not with the desk behind my head. The only way to go was forward and that meant swallowing more of his cock.

I cursed myself for not figuring out what he was doing sooner. I tried to turn to the side, but he grabbed the hair at the top of my scalp and twisted my head back into place.

Then he pulled back, just enough for me to draw in a deep breath.

Maybe he’d become tired of this. Maybe he’d realized this was wrong, but it soon occurred to me that it was none of those things.

He was simply preparing himself to fuck my mouth.

His pelvis thrust forward, and his cock plunged deep into my mouth, nudging against the back of my throat, and then he drove back in again.

My struggles before had been a warmup.

I’d never had my mouth fucked before.

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