Page 70 of In His Office

He released my ass cheeks for a moment. I bit my lip as he opened a drawer in his desk. Turning my head, I watched as he pulled out a bottle of lube. His hard cock pressed against my backside, practically throbbing with his own arousal.

I closed my eyes as he slowly squirted a dollop of lubricant into his palm and stroked his cock. Thoroughly, he lubed his shaft and then spread my ass again, only to squirt some directly on top of my asshole. I flinched and went to press up against the desk, but his hand on my lower back kept me firmly in place.

“It’s okay,” he crooned, his slick thumb circling the tight ring of muscle. “It’s time, and you’ve earned this, my good girl.”

I bit my lip, trying not to let a moan slip past and failing. He pushed the tip of his thumb against my bottom hole, and I clenched tight, trying to fight him, even though I knew this was happening whether I liked it or not.

My pussy tensed with pleasure just at the thought.

He smacked my ass hard. “Relax, naughty girl.”

His hand landed firmly, his fingers digging into the crease where my bottom met the top of my thighs. It didn’t take much more than that to remind me that I was his to handle and do with as he pleased, and a shiver of need passed through me and zinged right to my clit.

His thumb pressed past my tight ring of muscle despite my protests, thoroughly slickened by the lubricant. He stretched me open with that single digit, and the burning pain made my thighs quiver, but that didn’t stop him.

It just seemed to urge him on even further.

His thumb thrust in and out, opening me up slowly but surely. His other hand glided up the side of my thigh, his fingers reaching for my clit and gently teasing. My pussy was practically gushing, and my body trembled.

Then he pulled his thumb out and replaced it with two fingers, and the wave of blazing soreness amped up once again. I whimpered, the deep ache taking me by surprise. I hadn’t expected it to hurt this much.

I gulped.

His cock was much, much bigger than two of his fingers.

Then he added a third, and I keened, the burning stretch almost more than I could bear.

“That’s it,” he coaxed. “You’re opening up so nicely. Your ass is perfect for fucking, my sweet little slut. Don’t fight it.”

It was difficult to do as he bade. My body almost seemed to react of its own accord, clenching and tightening and trying to force him out, but my pussy pulsed with pleasure at the exact same time. His fingers brushed over my clit, again and again, and I had the distinct feeling that I was going to come this way whether I wanted to or not.

And it was going to be hard.

This was wrong. I shouldn’t want this. It was utterly wicked, entirely too taboo, and even through the pain, I knew I was lying to myself.

I did want this.

I did need this.

My fingers gripped the desk harder, and I rose up on the balls of my feet, my thighs spreading a bit wider as his fingers pushed deeper and deeper, his thumb strumming against my clit, and I shuddered hard, already on the cusp of another orgasm.

I didn’t know how it happened. I just knew I was already there.

“I think you’re ready, needy girl,” he murmured, and then he pulled his fingers free from my asshole. The feeling of emptiness caught me by surprise, but then the blazing hot, blunt head of his cock pressed against my asshole, and I nearly jumped right off the desk.

“I can’t!” I exclaimed.

“Yes, you can,” he answered, and his hands grabbed the curve of my hips and held me still.

The tip pressed against me, and I clenched reflexively, but with a growl, he pushed against me.

I thought it had hurt before.

I had been wrong.

The searing pain as he stretched me bordered on a deep, billowing agony that surged up and down my spine the harder he pressed against my asshole. In a panic, my body tightened, the flare of pain intensified, and I realized that his member was far bigger than I was ready for.

He’d stretched me, prepared me some, but not nearly enough for the monstrosity of his cock.

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