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I’m naked now, looking at the world pass by below. If anyone were to look up, they’d see my body glowing in the light. They’d witness a business man’s cock poking through his Armani pants.
“Open wide, baby,” he says.
I do as he commands, imagining I’m his young secretary, the same girl I met in the hall. I fantasize he wants to fuck me so bad, he’s willing to give me a big promotion if I work hard enough for it.
“Fuck. So good,” he grunts.
He grabs my hands and forces them behind my back. He takes his tie and knots them together tight, so I cannot move my wrists.
Without using my hands, he thrusts his cock into my mouth, resting his shaft on my tongue. I can taste him. I can feel him growing for me.
My lips push around the bottom of his shaft, and he hits against my throat, forcing in deep. He moans and jerks back.
Over and over again, he uses me like his fuck-toy. At first, I gag, but I adjust to him as desire creeps into my core.
When I suck his cock, I can feel his pulse pounding. It increases with every light thrust. I spit all over his shaft, extending my tongue to his balls. He’s huge in every way.
His size is daunting sometimes, but I can take it. I have learned to adjust.
He bucks back and kisses my salivating mouth. “I can taste myself on your lips,” he says, smiling. “You know, you’re the hottest thing I’ve ever laid eyes on, right?”
I nod. But where is this going? Is this all about sex or is there something more between us?
He places his hand across my chin, positioning himself behind me. Grabbing my shoulders, he pulls me closer to him.
I can feel his cock press against my lips. “And you know I’d do anything for you, right?”
“Uh huh,” I nod, trembling with desire. I’m beyond turned-on now. I need his cock inside my pussy.
He keeps on hesitating. He teases the hell out of me.
He edges forward. “I need you,” he moans.
Finally, he penetrates, and it’s like a light switch turns on inside me. Together, we moan, wrapping around me, chest pressed against my back.
I arch my spine, easing over his girth. My cheeks smash against his thighs, and the only thing I can feel is his power, slipping past my wetness, moving much deeper than before.
While, kissing my neck, he drags his tongue up to the back of my ear. “You’re my girl, right?” he asks.
He swivels the tip along the cartilage, causing me shiver and sway.
“You wish,” I mutter.
His heartbeat speeds up. He’s driving inside me, thrusting his hips with incredible determination.
All of this feels different. It’s not just a game. It’s something more.
His hands fall to my hips, and he holds on, keeping a tight grip on me. Kissing my back, he groans and bites.
My cheek presses against the window and I watch as cars keep driving by.
This is wrong. Everyone can see us. But I don’t care.
This is what I asked for.
As he thrusts, my whole body pushes against the thin layer of glass, and I have to wonder how much weight this thing can hold.
The fear brings persistence. The persistence brings pleasure. I can’t stop wanting this.
