Page 60 of In His Office

“Oh, sweetheart,” he murmured. “You are such a dirty, needy little slut, aren’t you? I’m not done with you, not even close.”

His thick digits slid over my clit. I cried out as he teased my pussy and then withdrew his fingers.

“Please,” I whimpered, desperate for relief.

“I know,” he crooned, sliding two thick fingers over my clit, over and over, teasing me until I started bucking over his thighs. Just when I was about to go over the edge, he removed his fingers.

I was on the verge of tears.

“Not yet, sweetheart,” he crooned.

He rubbed my ass a little, his fingers delving into the cleft of my bottom, teasing my asshole for just a moment until I was breathless with want. My face flamed, and I tried my best to ignore it.

“Do you want to come?” he asked, and I moaned.

“Yes sir, please,” I begged.

“Then you’re going to come with a finger in your bottom like my filthy little whore should,” he said darkly, and a shiver of arousal coursed down my spine.

“Please,” I begged.

“Spread your legs wider for me, sweetheart,” he said, his voice deep and gruff, and I did.

“Good girl,” he praised, and he began spanking my ass again, each swat landing hotter and harder than all the rest. Finally, he used one hand to spread my bottom cheeks open, and I instantly hid my face in my hands, too embarrassed to say anything in response.

“You should know, this is going to hurt,” he warned, and then he roughly forced a single finger into my bottom without using any lube.

The stretching burn was worse than I remembered, and I keened, my asshole clenching around his thick digit over and over again as the pain rolled through me in one terrible wave after the next. When it finally passed, I breathed a sigh of relief, only for his other hand to dive between my thighs once more.

This time, when his fingers brushed against my clit, I gasped, realizing I was already on the cusp of orgasm.

“That’s right. Come like the filthy little slut you are,” he demanded, his voice harsh and guttural. He began fucking my asshole with his fingers, while at the same time, his other hand was stroking my pussy, and soon, I was shaking, trembling as I came so hard that stars burst behind my eyelids. My eyes rolled back in my head, and my toes curled, blazing fire tumbling through my veins as I drowned in one wave of exquisite ecstasy after the next.

I shuddered through the last of my climax, panting for breath and whimpering as he continued to toy with me, his finger in my bottom making it even more intense.

“Please,” I whimpered again, and he slowly pulled his finger free, giving my ass a playful pat.

“That’s my good girl,” he praised. “Now, when we get home, you’re going to go straight into the bedroom where I want you naked, ready and waiting for my cock.”

“Yes, sir,” I answered, still stunned from the intensity of my orgasm.

“Good girl.”

A little while later, the driver pulled to a stop in front of his building, and Hunter guided me inside the private entrance, into the elevator, and up to his private suite. The second the doors opened, I hurried to his bedroom and did as he’d commanded, stripping off my clothes and bending over his bed.

I looked over my shoulder when he entered. He grinned approvingly as he walked into the room.

My thighs trembled as I waited for him, listening to the sound of him unclasping his belt and lowering his zipper behind me. He took a step closer towards me, his cock gliding through my soaked folds, the tip catching on the entrance of my pussy. I gasped as he thrust forward, filling me all the way to the hilt, stretching my aching cunt with his thick cock.

I screamed from the very first thrust.

I didn’t care who heard us, or that it was too rough, too much, too intense, too everything.

All I cared about was him.

Us.

Me.

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