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I push a finger deep into my soaking core and let out a small whimper at the intrusion, revelling in the feeling, but also hating that I don’t hit the spot like King does.
As I keep pleasuring myself behind King’s hat, denying him from watching, I only turn myself on more. King goes to stand up, but I shake my head, warning him not to.
Surprisingly, he sits back down, anger flickering in his eyes before they turn to mischief, and his hands start playing with his belt. As he undoes it, he replies to whoever’s on the phone, without a tremor in his voice, and then takes his hard dick out of his pants, grasping it in his hand.
I stall, my fingers stopping as I watch King stroke his shaft and rub his thumb over his tip, spreading his pre-cum. But before I can enjoy any more, King tucks himself under the desk and all I can see is the movement of his arm.
I pout, disappointed that I can no longer see what he’s doing, until I realise he’s giving me a taste of my own medicine. The hat still sits between my legs as I rub myself slowly and I know he’s playing me at my own game.
Theo – 0 King – 1
No longer caring about my game, I put the hat back on my head and push two fingers into my core, clenching around them, using my free hand to rub against my clit.
King’s eyes sparkle, knowing he’s won, but he pushes his chair back and starts to tug on himself in my view again. I moan at the sight and work my fingers faster, but King pauses and puts a finger to his lips to shush me.
Crooking his finger, I follow it like a demand, tiptoeing softly on the hardwood floor so as not to make a sound.
“And what am I supposed to do with that information, Jones? It sounds like you’re just leading me to a dead end,” King says, replying to this Jones on the phone.
When I reach him, King positions me in front of him and bends me over at the hips, placing my hands on the edge of his desk. My cheeks heat up as I hear Jones’s voice talk through the phone, which is suddenly very close to my head.
King lines himself up with my entrance and in one quick thrust, forces his way into me, hitting me deep, and a whine escapes my lips when he instantly hits that spot.
“What was that?” Jones asks at the interruption and I bite down hard on my lip, cringing that he heard me.
“Nothing, Jones, continue. I’m getting bored,” King replies casually.
I turn around to look at him over my shoulder and he winks at me, bringing his finger back to his lips again. Grabbing a handful of my breasts in both hands, he gently moves me backwards so I’m sitting up on his lap, my back pressed fully against his chest, his shirt an irritating barrier between us.
As I’m flat against King, I can’t help but moan again as his dick hits a whole new angle, pushing in deeper.
“Make another sound, sweetheart, and I’ll turn this call straight to video so he can see you’re just as much a dirty girl as you sound,” King whispers in my ear and I turn to call his bluff.
King reaches for the phone and he holds it out in front of me, his finger hovering over the camera button. I know there’s no way he’ll do it, but the threat is enough to make me nod.
“Hold the phone, sweetheart,” he whispers, pushing the phone into my hand.
My eyes widen as I try to protest, but he just thrusts his hips, and I bite hard into my lip as I try not to scream.
With the phone now in my hand, King holds both my hips to control my movements and he moves in and out of me in slow, torturous thrusts. My hand clenches around King’s phone whilst Jones continues to babble away and my lip starts to bleed as I bite into it harder with each thrust to not make a sound.
“I will get the guys on it and pick up the pace,” Jones says through the receiver and King chuckles quietly behind me and starts to thrust harder into my core, picking up his own pace as he slams his dick far deeper than he’s ever been before.
I’m whimpering when all I want to do is scream and it’s getting harder and harder to stay quiet. King thrusts and thrusts, one hand now clamped around my mouth. I bite into his palm, the other firmly on my hip as he moves me over his cock.
Just as I’m about to lose it, King takes the phone from my hand and I don’t care if he turns it into a video call. I just need to come.
“Good, get it done,” King rasps and presses the end call button.
Throwing his phone down onto his desk, his hand comes away from my mouth and presses onto my clit.
“Fuck, Theodora,” he shouts as I scream my release.
He drags out my orgasm, pounding into me, his thumb rubbing hard circles on my clit, extending my ecstasy. His cum shoots out of him seconds later, filling me up as my screams continue.
As our orgasms come to an end, our breathing falls heavy and my throat feels hoarse from screaming so loud. I turn my head and kiss King with the last of my energy, when the large office door crashes open and Dax and Rori both rush through, guns out in front of them.
“Oh my fucking God,” I shout, trying to jump off King’s body, but his dick is still so deep inside me I can’t get off quick enough. My hands cover my breasts, my whole body blushing the deepest shade of pink, and King takes the hat from my head and drops it to my pussy, hiding what they’ve clearly already seen. King balls deep inside me with our cum probably dripping all over the place.
