Page 115 of His Good Girl

“Yes, sir.”

“Even the parts where you were punished?”

“Especially those parts,” she admitted.

I kissed her then, slow and deep, my hands sliding down to her hips. When I pulled back, her lips were swollen, her eyes hazy with want.

“I’m going to fuck you again,” I told her. “Right here over your own desk.”

She shivered, her hands clutching my arms. “Please.”

I turned her around, pressing her forward until she was bent over the desk with her beautiful breasts pressed against its surface. “Tell me where you want me.”

“My ass,” she whispered. “Please, Mr. Rowe. Fuck my ass again.”

I groaned quietly,turning her around and glancing down ather perfect pink cheeks. “You’re insatiable.”

“For you,” she agreed, looking back at me over her shoulder.

I reached for the lube I’d placed in my desk drawer earlier, preparing myself quickly as she watched. Her breath came faster as she saw my cock, already hard for her.

“Last time, I prepared you carefully,” I said, moving behind her and lifting her shirt. “This time, I’m not going to.”

She moaned softly, pressing her ass back toward me. “Please, sir. I like it when it hurts.”

I lubed myself thoroughly, then pressed the head against her tight rosette. “You’re going to take it all, and you’re going to be quiet about it.”

“Yes, sir.”

I parted her rounded pink cheeks, lined up my lubed cock with her tight little pucker, and pushed forward in one smooth,relentless thrust, burying myself in her ass to the hilt. She cried out, her hands gripping the far edge of the desk as I stretched her wide without preparation. Her asshole spasmed around me as she tried to push me out.

“Shh,” I murmured, holding still inside her. “You can take it. You’re my good girl.”

She nodded, breathing heavily as her body adjusted to the invasion. When I began to move, starting with slow, deep strokes, she moaned softly, her face pressed against the desk.

“That’s it,” I praised. “Such a good girl. Taking my cock in your tight little ass like you were made for it.”

I increased my pace, fucking her harder, the desk creaking softly beneath her. She was so tight, so hot around me, her ass gripping my cock perfectly. I watched her cheeks shake with each thrust, the pink marks from the morning still visible.

“You love this, don’t you?” I asked, my voice rough. “Love being used like this in your boss’s office.”

“Yes, sir,” she gasped.

I reached around to find her clit, rubbing it in firm circles as I fucked her ass. “Come for me, young lady. Come on my cock while I fill your ass.”

It only took a few strokes before she did, her body clenching around me as she came silently, her shoulders shaking with the effort to stay quiet. I kept thrusting through her orgasm,her ass squeezing my cock like a fucking vise.

Then my phone rang. I picked it up with one hand, still buried in Avery’s ass, knowing it was Benjamin just because it was Benjamin.

“Rowe,” I said.

“Your six o’clock is here,” Ben’s voice said through the speaker, his tone as businesslike as ever.

Avery made a soft, embarrassed sound, burying her face in her arms on the desk. I smirked, keeping my cock deep inside her ass, and slowly pulled out then pushed back in.

“Tell them I’ll be there in five minutes,” I said, my free hand moving to grip Avery’s hip.

“Of course,” Benjamin said, and hung up.