Page 133 of Sasha and the Heir


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He shook his head and pulled me to my feet before bending me over the desk, pressing my face against the order forms.

Holding me down, he flipped the skirt of my dress up and ripped down my tights. “No panties?” His hand landed hard against my ass.

“Great minds,” I mumbled into the paper, my mouth too smushed to form complete words.

Arching my back, Luca grunted, and I knew he had caught sight of my little surprise. He ran a finger over the bejeweled butt plug, turning it until I moaned out. “Fuck.” His fingers gripped my fat ass and spread the cheeks, and he hummed. “Always begging. Look at your cunt dripping for me.”

He ran a finger over me, and I squirmed. Without further warning, he slammed into me, grinding until I scrambled to hold on to the desk, the feeling too much.

“You’re so tight,” He growled, slapping my ass and sending a flutter through my pussy. He started to thrust, his hand coming down when I least expected it, making everything clench. I felt so full, knowing full well I wouldn’t last long.

“I assume you have lube. You wouldn’t make your ass this pretty if you didn’t want me to fuck it.”

I groaned at his words and pointed a shaky finger at my coat sitting in the chair.

Luca thrust deeply and reached for it. As he checked the pockets, he rotated his hips, sending shock waves through my body.

I heard the cap open, and Luca pulled out of me, leaving me bereft. The butt plug was gently removed, and I went from feeling wonderfully full to empty. Cool liquid spilled down my crack, and Luca massaged my asshole, dipping in a finger, then two, then three, stretching me. I pushed back against his hand, moaning, aching for more.

He removed his fingers and replaced them with the slick tip of his cock. Easing in the head, we both groaned, and I shoved my ass back. After a few thrusts, his hips met my backside, and he cursed, slapping my ass. I clenched around him, and he choked.

Rocking into me at an easy pace, he wrapped his clean hand around me and stroked my clit, eventually sliding three fingers into my pussy, keeping his palm pressed to my mound.

I gasped as he moved his hand in time with his hips, never giving me a moment to breathe.

My limbs turned to jelly as I came, shouting his name. Luca cursed behind me, pulling out and coming all over my ass. He fell back in a chair, heaving deep breaths.

“You okay?” he croaked out.

“Mhm,” I said into the weekly schedule.

“You going to stand up?”

“Nah. I live here now.”

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