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Her desk was not nearly the size appropriate for a resort owner of her prestige. It was old fashioned and cozy, some would call it, but it had a big desk at the back and center of the room, and that was all I needed.
She shrunk a few inches as I walked her back to the desk, and I realized she had kicked her heels off without breaking her pace.
My hands greedily groped her hips, thumbs roving over the fabric of her clothes, and with each step, I kept my crotch pressed against her stomach. Everything in me felt energized and ready to fuck her senseless. Everything about it felt right.
I moved one of my hands up the curve of her back and pulled her in even tighter, sliding my other hand under her thigh and hoisting her up.
She gasped mid-kiss as I carried her the rest of the way to the desk and sat her round ass down on it and thrust my hips into her even though we were both still clothed. I didn’t even need to see her naked, just the sight and touch of my wife was enough to drive me wild.
With a clumsy hand, she reached behind her and started knocking things off her desk desperately. I made it harder for her my bringing my mouth to her neck and sucking on the sensitive skin, and she gasped, tossing her head back and squirming in my grasp.
Flailing her arm wildly wasn’t getting her very far, so I finally did her the favor of reaching around her, and with one big sweep of my arm, I cleared the desk of papers and pencils and a keyboard before I came back up to her to unbutton her blouse.
“I want to feel you,” she gasped after I stripped the fabric away and left her in nothing but a skirt and bra. “I want to feel everything I’ve been missing. I’ve been thinking about this all day, please let me have this.”
“You don’t have to beg, honey,” I growled into her ear, “but God, I love it when you do.”
I stripped off my shirt and watched her eyes devour my nearly bare torso, but the blush in her cheeks grew bright red when I took my undershirt off and left my chest naked.
Her hips thrust up into mine in soft, pleading motions as she ran her hands down my front, testing the hardness of my chest, counting my abs, feeling up every ridge that my rippling muscles had to offer.
“I’ve been working out more than ever,” my voice rumbled. “Ever since marrying you, I’ve got more reason than ever to be in peak shape. The better I am…” I took hold of her thighs and squeezed them, pushing her skirt up so I could feel more of her, “...the more I can fuck you until you’re full of me.”
She was enthralled by my muscles. She brought her face to them and kissed them, and the feeling of her breath on me made my cock swell so large it strained my pants.
I kicked my shoes off and unbuttoned my pants, letting my shaft spring forward, and at the same time as she looked down on it with pure hunger in her eyes, I pushed her skirt up enough to see her naked womanhood.
“I said I wouldn’t give you a uniform after taking this place over,” I mused. “But the more I think about it, the less essential underwear sounds.”
She gave me a challenging smile, and while I was busy getting lost in her eyes, I felt her warm touch on my cock.
She ran her fingers from the thick base of my vein-ribbed shaft to the dark, bulging crown at the top. It was almost purple and swollen with need. Her soft thumb stroked the very tip and made it twitch while her other hand fondled my heavy balls.
“You make me so fucking tense,” I told her, reaching up and stroking her hair as I watched her toy with my cock like it was the most precious thing in her world. “The second you cross my mind, all I want to do is pour myself into you.”
This was all to get her pregnant, I tried to remind myself. The more ready she is, the more we want each other and want to fuck each other until we have nothing less in us, the faster we can get a child from this fake marriage.
We should hate each other, but I knew that every word I said was dripping with sinful truth.
“I don’t know what it is about you,” she confessed, looking up at me with a mixture of pure lust and shame at herself for feeling it. “Fuck, I should hate you for all this. For everything. But all that does is make me want you more.”
“Then lean into it,” I growled, and without warning, I pushed her down onto the desk.
I grabbed one of her ankles and propped it over my shoulder, twisting her to her left, holding her hips tight in my massive hands. I was so much taller than her that I could move her and twist her any way I wanted, and she loved every second of it. Her pussy was glistening and swollen, every bit as needy for me as she said.
I entered her.
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sp; She shuddered as if she’d just dipped herself into hot water, and she was so slick that I buried myself into her up to the hilt. The more we fucked, the more used to each other our bodies were.
And that just made it better each time.
I found her g-spot in no time. I started rocking back and forth into her, rewarding her slowly for every single little thing she did to get me hard and ready. I felt precum already beading up at the tip of my cock, and she scrambled to grab onto any edge she could to keep herself from losing all control of her bodies as I rutted into her.
My cock was stiff as a rod and swelling even bigger inside her. We fit each other perfectly. Each time my bulging crown stroked her most sensitive places inside her, I heard her gasp, and the whole time, she fought to keep her eyes open and look up at me.
She was drinking in the sight of my rippling abs, the way my bulging biceps and forearms controlled her legs and her hips so confidently and expertly. I knew exactly what I wanted, and I knew exactly how to tease it out of her smaller body.
