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Her body flinches, her hips undulating and grinding her pussy against my hand. “I don’t know.” Her voice is a soft rasp, matching the achy tone of her want.
I slide my fingers along the thin slip of her panties, pulling the material tight against her clit as I stretch it away from her body. She kicks her ass out, so beautiful, as my other hand finds purchase in her hair. I yank a full grip, bowing her body into an erotic pose of submission.
My cock digs into her thigh. My balls tighten at the feel of her quivering body. “Do you want to know why?”
She nods against my hold, even though I’m sure it causes her pain. The feisty temptress. “Yes.”
My eyes shut against her softly uttered consent. “Then I’ll show you,” I say, fisting my hand to pull her head close to my mouth as I lean down. “But first, one word will stop this at any time. Red. Say it.”
Her breathy, “Red,” is barely audible.
“Alexis, I’m not a gentle man. Say it.”
“Red,” she snaps.
“Good.” I wrench her panties higher, abusing her clit once more, before I rip them down her thighs. “Tell me what happened tonight,” I say as I massage the innermost part of her thigh, working my way up tenderly.
She dutifully stays in position, and I reward her with a rough caress to her pussy. She’s so fucking wet, I’m tempted to take her now—but I want to push her. See just how wet her needy little cunt can get.
“The women I work with,” she says, her tone low and timid. “It’s dumb…”
I pinch her clit, making her buck. “It’s not dumb to me, temptress. I demand to know.”
With a shiver, she obeys. “They ridicule me. Not to my face, but I overheard them tonight. I’m a joke. And I work so hard…but it doesn’t matter. That’s not what counts here. Or anywhere.”
The despondency in her voice curls around me, a brush of heat to my frigid skin. Her head even hangs lower. She has no idea how perfectly alluring her submissive nature is. She does so without thought, and that entices me even more, yearning to possess her.
Even as she cringes from her admission, she becomes wetter. Her heat drenches my hand. I reward her by slipping a finger inside. I stay there, pressing against the fleshy bundle of nerves, and her body responds. As she clenches around me, I finger her pussy with deep thrusts. I work another finger inside, nearly growling at the feel of her tight cunt. I breathe in deeply, inhaling her arousal.
“When was the last time you were fucked?”
Her mortification is palpable as she tries to squirm away. I dig into her pussy harder, yanking her hair and forcing her body to arc and accept the brutal finger fuck.
“Right after my parents died,” she says in a rush around my vigorous thrusts.
I slow, encouraging her to move with my pace. Her ass rocks against my hand as I massage her clit. “How long ago?”
“Three years.”
“And you haven’t allowed yourself to fuck since? A punishment?”
She shakes her head. “No. I mean… God, how do you know that?”
Because it’s in her nature; turning a simple fuck, done out of the height of her emotion, into guilt. “Are you still punishing yourself?”
She only nods.
“Then why are you here now, Alexis? In my office, letting me finger your pussy?” I emphasize my point with a thrust that makes her moan. “I want your honesty.”
I admit, my ego isn’t fragile, but it’s a powerful stroke to it just the same; the knowledge she’s unable to deny her attraction to me
despite herself.
“I can have both with you,” she says, so low her voice is just a whisper.
“Speak up.”
“I can be with you because you’ll punish me.”
