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“We’re at your offices…”
He smirks. “The doors are locked. The room is soundproof. And you know I can make it dark in here. Windows, lights, atmospheric.”
Suddenly the room turns pitch-dark, and then just as suddenly soft glowing light spills out from domed corner lamps, sending vast swathes of soft golden lights through the room. It’s like we’re in some kind of fancy hotel. It feels special.
“Make all the noise you want,” he snarls, sliding his hand down over my ass cheeks and then teasing between my legs. “Fuck. I can feel how soaked you are.”
I wriggle against him, letting out a whimper.
“You need to come.” He rolls me on my front, his hands busy at my pants, and then he roughly yanks them down to my knees, the pants trapping them together so my naked hole and ass are exposed to him. “Fuck, you’ve got a nice young pink pussy, Molly. I can see it’s never been fucked before. You’ve got a shy little hot pink slit, haven’t you?”
I whimper, stunned at the beastly force of his words as if another part of him has taken over, the same savage part that would’ve killed a man to protect me.
“Yes,” I whimper when he drags his hand down my sex, smearing my clit and my lips and then circling my hole with his finger, adding to the crazy tingles.
“You’re going to come for me,” he snarls. “And then you’re going to take my dick. Do you understand?”
No tries to rise up on my lips, the word bursting out, but I force it back down. It’s just my nerves and my fear, but with the warmth of his body and his arms wrapped around me, it feels so right, like fate.
His finger against my hole is too firm, too possessive, too Murphy to let those silly fears stop me.
“Yes,” I whimper.
I look over my should to find his eyes narrowed, like an eagle getting ready to dive down on its prey.
“Do you mean yes?” he growls. “Because once I feel how tight and warm your hole is around my throbbing dick, I won’t be able to stop.”
“Yes,” I say again, trying to put some sassiness into my voice.
He nods firmly, his jaw pulsing as though he can’t believe this is happening. Neither can I because it’s so much hotter in real life. He feels so close and vital and mine, and I love him, I love him so freaking much.
I bite down to stop myself from saying it.
Then he slips his finger into my hole and the heat sears through me, spreading through my body in tantalizing waves, touching every part of me as he plays with my body. He swirls his finger around a supersensitive spot, making me twitch and moan as I writhe on the large cream couch.
“That’s it. Pretend it’s my dick. Ride it like a good virgin.”
I shift my hips back and forth against him, pumping up and down, taking as much of his finger as he gives me. I try to do as he says and imagine it’s his throbbing dick instead, but all I can think about is the intense wetness shivering inside of me each time he slides in deeper.
Starlight shatters across my lower half, everything trembling with the impact, the orgasm triggering at the end of his finger and seeping through me. I don’t know what happens exactly.
My whole body bucks and twitches like my womb has taken control, moaning noises escaping my lips and rising into the air.
I gasp as the orgasm breaks and my wetness squirts down his fingers.
“Fuck,” he growls. “I’m going to use this to make my dick good and slick for you, baby. Are you ready to take a big dick?”
Part of me wants to scream no, but there’s another part of me – my womb, the future, fate – that sings yes over and over, the voice getting louder in my head as I feel the stickiness of my thighs and the want in my heart.
“I want your dick,” I whimper. “I need it. Let me try.”
“Your hole is hungry for it,” he snarls, pulling out his long meaty length and rubbing the tip up my inner thigh.
“Yes,” I say, just about managing to force the word out past the waves of pleasure moving through me.
They batter and crash against the walls of my nervousness, singing that I don’t have to be so reserved, so afraid… I can let other parts of me out, wielding the sassiness I use as a shield in the bedroom, pushing back against him, moaning in a way I know he likes.
He’s my man. I know what pleases him. I just need to follow the lust-filled instincts pulsing through me.
“Good,” he growls, dragging his slick helm to my hole. “Because I can’t wait any longer.
