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His smile returns at last, a pleased one that is not cocky at all despite the smirk it becomes. “I’ll make you feel so good that any hurting just makes it that much better. But, if it hurts too much, tell me. I really want to fuck your ass, Vivian. Knowing that no one has ever had it makes me want to just shove my cock in right now and claim you, but I can’t do that to you—cause you harm, I mean. I want you to enjoy it so that you’re begging me to fuck you in all your holes.”
Knowing he’ll take care of me is as hot as listening to him talk about wanting to fuck me. It’s what allows me to spread my legs, putting a foot on the arms of the chair to either side of his body. “I trust you, Kodiche.”
He surges forward and outward somehow, taking up more space as his hips lift. “Thank you for trusting me.” Reverent, his words hang between us even after the lube bottle makes a squirting sound that would have made us laugh in a different moment.
“I am going to stretch you with a few different plugs, and then when you’re loosened, I’m going to bury my fat cock inside your ass.”
The lube is cold as he first touches me, but the warm finger soothes the chill. “Just a fingertip,” he promises. It tickles in soft touches across the puckered skin, and I nearly come from the rapt expression as he watches his finger sink into me. I don’t know if I like the sensation at first, but he’s doing it to me. The discomfort fades soon with each gentle stroke inside me, small circles that ease me open. “Such a good girl. I’m going to try this first plug now. I think you’re ready.”
Icy lube drips down my ass, and he’s smiling at me as I jump. “Ask me.”
“Please put the toy in my ass, sir.” I gasp as it pushes into me, a slow deep stretch that I somehow love and don’t know if I like at the same time. It burns a little, but I breathe through it.
He rotates it, stretching me further, and then he starts to pull it out and push it back in. Full in a way I didn’t know possible, I know that this is going to get more intense. Only when my insides stop fighting the thrusts does he set the toy aside and reach for another plug. This one is black and shiny and a bit thicker. “Next.”
Kodiche repeats the slow preparation of my ass, making me focus entirely on the sensations there despite my pussy aching with emptiness. I love having his cock inside me, and I hope that he’ll at least finger fuck me there while he’s in my ass.
“I think you’re ready. It’s still going to be tight, especially this first time, but I can’t wait much longer. I want to see you like this, on your back on my desk, but I’ve heard that it’s easier on your knees. Which do you want?” My eyes are glued to his cock, so hard and swollen as he lubes it that it’s almost purple with blood. I don’t think he’ll last long inside me.
“I want to be like this, sir. I want to please you.”
It takes a few tries to get his cock and my ass lined up, and he’s right, it does burn. But it feels so good, like an intense spanking, and then the head of his shaft is past the tightest part of me—the outer ring—and then it’s just one amazing stretch. Sliding in, there’s a bit of resistance as he reaches the inner ring. “Hold still, just a moment,” I beg. My nails dig into his forearms as I try to still him. There will never be another first thrust into me. I breathe out, trying to will my body to relax. The pain subsides into discomfort, and I know I can get used to that. “Okay, I’m good.”
“Yes, you are.” He chuckles and thrusts forward a bit more, giving me inch after inch in a painfully slow glide. I hear the grind of his teeth and look up at his face instead of disappearing cock, and see his face screwed up like he’s the one with a huge dick up his ass for the first time. He’s close to coming already, I can tell. Bearing down, squeezing with all my might, I clench around his cock, pulling him deeper. “Motherfucker!” A litany of curses spill from his lips, and Kodiche reaches down and grabs the base of his cock.
“Oh, you think that’s funny?” he demands as I giggle. “Let’s see who comes first. The one who comes first has to wear that dress to go get dinner.” The game is on. He withdraws until it’s just the head inside me, and when his hips surge forward, his hand slides between us, fucking me with four fingers at the same time. “I can feel my cock inside your ass. Do you like it inside you?”
“I love it,” I tell him. I’m so full with him inside both holes, and it’s too much and not enough. “Fuck me.” I add a, “please, sir,” when he gives me an amused look.
It hurts when he really lets go, but I love it too much to make him stop. The burn gives way to just aching, and the desk squeaks against the floor with each thrust. I want to do this on every table in the house and maybe the beds, too.
“I’m going to fuck you on the conference table at work,” he promises. “I’ll start with your mouth, and then your sweet cunt until my cock is dripping with all your nectar, and then I’m going to shove into your ass and come in it while you’re kneeling where the shareholders eat their hors d’oeuvres and sip their coffee during meetings. And then I’ll have you walk around in a short little dress and keep my come up inside you while you do your work. If you let any spill, I’ll put in a plug and spank you with it in. Can you just imagine what it’d feel like?”
His free hand snakes up my body and grabs one nipple and then the other, plucking them and squeezing while still fucking me with the other hand. “I own your ass now, Vivian. It’s so red and puffy around my dick. And you look so fucking blissed out. We still have another day, maybe we can get clamps for your nipples, with a chain,” he grunts. “I can tug on the chain as I fuck you, making it—”
I jerk upwards, abs clenching as I come. There’s no warning, just one minute I’m hovering on the edge and the next I’m so aroused it is too much, and I’m coming hard on his cock and fingers.
“Oh shit! Oh fuck! I’m coming!” Kodiche rocks up into me, thrusting deep and letting loose his come. I can feel the heat inside me, bathing me with his release.
He pulls his fingers out gently, but he leaves his cock inside me, slowly pulling me forward off the desk until I’m sitting in his lap. “I fucking loved that,” he admits, kissing me.
Underneath the musky sweetness from him having eaten out my pussy just a short time before, I can still taste the watermelon and grapes from his fruit salad as he laps at my tongue lazily. “I loved it, too,” I answer as he pulls back from the kiss, silently asking for my response. “And I love kissing you.” Grabbing the back of his neck, I coax him forward into another kiss. I’m exhausted and sweaty, plus more than a little slimy feeling from all the lube we used, but I’m not ready to stop kissing Kodiche.
He’s obviously ready, though, and turns his head after only a few minutes. “Do you want this to end?”
“What?” How the hell would he get that idea after what we just did, what I allowed him to do to me. He can ask that with his cock still inside my sore ass?
“This game,” he whispers to me. “Seven days of being whatever I need you to be. We only have one day left, and then we’re done. Is that what you want?” His cock slides free of me, and for a moment I’m left open and empty, wanting.
I think about it all, now that he’s had me in every way possible that I know of. “Is that what you want?” I ask. It’s easier to turn the tables on him. I want more, but I’m not willing to put my heart on the line, not when it’s starting to feel like I’m being used for sex. “Are you the one just playing me? Are you going to fire me tomorrow just to please the shareholders? Now that you’ve popped my cherry ass and fucked me seven ways to next Tuesday, you can send me on my merry way and not have to deal with me again? Is that what you want? You’ll get your happy shareholders, a deal with the client, and you’ve had a week of a sex slave. You win everything, sir.”
He lifts me off his lap and puts me back on the desk, this time sitting directly on the wood. There’s pain in his eyes, the flecks of gold almost glowing against the near-black, but he blinks it away to cold fury. He lurches to his feet, looming over me, and grabs me up, pu
lling me to his chest. Every muscle in his body is taut as he holds me off the ground. His mouth takes mine roughly, a brand searing my soul with a hard kiss.
Just as soon as it started, I’m back on the floor, holding onto the desk for support, and he’s stalking off with no verbal answers. From down the hall, I hear the slam of his bedroom door. I'm unable to decide if I’m too tired to fight or if I’m too pissed off at his sudden change of mood to let this go.
Aching, I slowly leave the office we’ve made a mess of and head for Kodiche’s bedroom. The door is locked, and I can hear water running from the bathroom. “Kodiche,” I call.
“I’ll be done in here in a minute. You can then wash up and go to bed. Good night.”
I fight back my tears at his reaction. I tell myself he can’t be worth crying over, not if he can treat me like this. Longing to tell him to go fuck himself, I can’t muster the strength to wish him anything. I let my silence speak for me.
10
My sleep is fitful, and I give up at three in the morning, going into the bathroom to take a shower and get ready for my day. If I can’t sleep, I might as well go clean the mess we made in the office and then make one last breakfast here. It’s my last day, and that has me as uneasy as how we left things between us last night.
