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“Do you trust me, Harlow?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Good girl,” he praises, giving me a quick, chaste kiss. Bishop peels my already unbuttoned blouse off and kisses my right shoulder. “Turn around and cross your wrists behind your back.”
I do as he says, gasping when he starts to wrap his silk tie around my wrists. My pussy clenches as Bishop ties the final knot and guides me until I’m standing in front of his desk. He skims his hands over my stomach and breasts as he kisses the back of my neck and nips my shoulders.
“So damn beautiful, baby girl,” he whispers in my ear. “Now bend over for me.”
Bishop places a hand between my shoulder blades, bending me over his desk with my cheek pressed against the cool surface. I gasp when Bishop kicks my feet apart so my legs are spread.
“Fucking Christ,” Bishop growls. “I’ve wanted you like this for too damn long. And we’re going to make up for lost time.”
He kneels behind me, sliding his arms up my legs and pushing my skirt over my hips, revealing my lacy pink underwear that does nothing to hide my arousal.
Bishop runs his nose along my pussy, over the now ruined fabric of my panties. His hands massage circles into my legs as they work from my calves up to my thighs. Then, Bishop hooks his thumbs into the waistband of my panties and slides them down my legs, helping me step out of them.
At this angle, I feel so exposed, both physically and emotionally. Heat spreads through me with the knowledge of how wrong this all is, yet I feel right. I still feel safe. On edge, yes, pushing my boundaries, definitely, but still so safe.
All my thoughts fly right out of my head when Bishop presses his tongue into my soaking-wet folds.
“Oh god,” I whisper, biting my lip to keep from crying out.
Bishop doesn't start nice and slow. There's no build-up. He's eating me out in sloppy strokes of his tongue that make my pussy gush and flutter. He growls into my cunt, making my legs shake. Bishop grips my thighs in his large, strong hands to keep me steady.
He slowly drags his tongue from my clit down to my entrance, where he scoops out my juices and brings them back, back, back, until…
Oh my God…
His tongue swirls the puckered flesh of my asshole, making me gasp.
“I’m going to love breaking you in, baby girl. This ass is mine, do you understand?”
“Yes, sir,” I squeak out.
He grunts in approval and then spreads my cheeks wide, licking around my little rosebud and sucking, creating an intense pressure that floods my pussy. Bishop alternates between eating out my ass and cunt, driving me closer, closer, closer, and then switching, just to start the process over again.
"Bishop, sir, please, please…" I beg. My bones are liquid, my muscles sore and tired from straining again and again, getting right to the edge of release only to be pulled back again.
He sucks on my clit and swirls his tongue around the bundle of nerves once, twice, god one more… one more…
Bishop pulls away and stands up, making me growl in frustration. I hear his zipper, and then a second later, Bishop strokes into me, his fat cock pushing me right over the edge into a mind-numbing orgasm. His hand covers my mouth right before I cry out, his other hand wrapping around my hips to hold me in place while he fucks me hard and fast.
“Jesus, Harlow…”
He grunts and thrusts into me again and again as papers fall off his desk. The computer monitor rattles and a mug of pens falls to the floor. His hand moves from my mouth to my hair, fisting it and yanking my head back while he picks up his speed.
Bishop pistons in and out of me, making wet smacking sounds with each stroke of his cock. He spanks me once, twice, three times, then grabs my ass and spreads me wide open for him.
“Love watching this juicy cunt swallow my dick, baby girl. You’re perfect, Harlow, goddamn.”
His fist tightens around my hair, pulling the strands tight against my scalp and electrocuting my nerves. Bishop’s other hand strokes my clit. I whimper with each thrust of his hips, that thick cock hitting me so, so deep.
“Are you going to come for me, dirty girl? Are you going to come all over your boss’ desk?”
“Yes, yes, sir, please…”
Bishop growls and pinches my clit, making me convulse in his arms as my orgasm sweeps through me and drains all the air from my lungs.
