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He rose to his feet, holding her legs to steady her, since his standing meant the chair was pushed back, her legs straightening, though her knees were still bent.Her eyes followed his hands as he reached for his pants, quickly and unceremoniously unfastening them and pulling out his cock.He rolled on a condom with impatient fingers.The avarice in her gaze as she looked at his dick was deeply satisfying.

The desk wasn’t the perfect height, but it was close enough.He fitted his cock to her entrance, reaching out and bracing one hand on the wall just to the left of her head.

He stared down at her pussy, watched his cock press her body open.Watched her now-plump inner pussy lips hug his shaft.

He gritted his teeth to keep it slow, though he wanted to echo her moan of need with one of his own.

He shoved in until his thighs hit the desk.It wasn’t enough.Tareq grabbed her hips, pulling her ass towards the edge of the desk.

“Sir…” There was worry in her voice.

“I won’t let you fall.”He grinned at her.“My dick will hold you up.”

With a little tug he jerked her forward another half inch.She hissed out a breath.

“Problem?”

“The edge of the desk is digging into my ass.”

He leaned in, his face inches from hers.“Still sore from the spanking.”

“A little.”

“And the edge is making it hurt again.”

“Yes, Sir.”

He held her gaze.“Good.”

Maintaining eye contact he shoved the last inch of his cock into her, his balls against her ass.He bent over her, angling his hips so his pelvis ground against her sex.She was spread wide enough that he was touching her clit, and given how sensitive he’d left her, she’d feel every little touch.

Her lashes fluttered, her eyes closing for a moment, and when she opened them again, she kept those lashes submissively lowered.

His cock twitched inside her.

It wasn’t just that she kept her gaze down.Her expression was pure submission.This odd combination of soft, but anxious, but needy.

He wanted to see that expression on her face while she knelt at his feet, his hand tangled in her hair.

Wanted to see that expression as he put her on a wooden horse and tortured this sweet pussy.

Wanted to see that expression as he laid her back on the bed, foregoing restraints because he didn’t need them.Because she would obey simply for the pleasure of being obedient to him.

Tareq pulled back and thrust, a long, hard thrust that slammed his hips against her.He gripped her knees, forcing them down and open, spreading her just a little bit more.He wished he’d put a plug in her ass.While it wasn’t pleasant to have his balls banging against a plug, he liked feeling it there, knowing he’d put it there and that his sub would stay plugged until he said otherwise.

He was too keyed-up for this to last long, and it didn’t need to last.Tareq kept one hand braced by her head, the other gripping her tit, squeezing in order to enjoy all that soft flesh.

Then he fucked her.He didn’t have the patience for long, slow strokes.He pounded her with quick, hard thrusts that made the tit he wasn’t holding jiggle and bounce.He let his attention roam over her body as they fucked.When he met her gaze, there was worry there, vulnerability.He frowned.Why was she worried?He was so caught up in the feel of his cock pistoning in and out of her that he couldn’t figure it out, not right then.

He thrust in hard, wanting to fuck that expression off her face.Her mouth opened, the tip of her pink tongue appearing between her teeth.

“You’re so fucking beautiful,” he growled, squeezing her tit.

Her eyes opened, and that worried look faded to be replaced by something that might have been relief.

“You really think that.”

What?

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