Total pages in book: 82
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 78850 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 394(@200wpm)___ 315(@250wpm)___ 263(@300wpm)
“You don’t talk, you don’t come until I say so,” I hiss and jerk my slacks down, releasing my swollen, angry erection. I try to breathe, which is not easy—by just looking at her ass in this dress and her long legs in those heels, I’m gonna humiliate myself like a teenager if I’m not careful.
“Lean forward.” My hand lowers her chest to my desk. She takes in small, fast breaths.
“Scared?” I lean over her, grabbing both hands to place at the end of each side.
She shakes her head slightly and I almost smile. “That’s a good girl. Spread your legs. I hope you’re ready because I’ve been thinking about this cunt all day.” Leaning in, I jerk up the layers of chiffon and dump them around her waist.
I stop for a second to look at her fucking perfect ass. My fingers almost tingle as I reach to caress it. Not sure if that’s because I want to spank it over and over, heat it up, so I can feel its warmth as I fuck her, or if it’s because I want that small rosette hole.
I have every intention of fucking it. Maybe not tonight, but before this is over, I will have been in every hole she has before I let her go.
“So smooth and soft,” I tease as her lips spread into a smile; then I spank one perfect cheek. She screams in shock and instantly rises up. But my hand goes to her neck, holding her down.
“Ahh, baby, you’re not trained, and right now I don’t have the patience.” Moving her G-string aside, I kick her legs open wider, and in one hard thrust I’m deep inside her.
“Hot and slick…yeah, you were made for me,” I murmur as I rut in and out of her, leaning forward to thrust as deep as possible.
“What’s my name?” I grunt and look down at my hard cock going in and out of her wet, pink pussy.
She smiles and digs her nails into the wood as if she’s bracing herself. “Jett…” She pants. “I mean, Mr. Powers.”
She cries out as I pound into her hard and fast, grinning at her audacity.
“Sassy girls don’t get to come.” I pick up speed. “But I’m gonna fill this tight pussy up. And you’re gonna wait.” I grunt out each word, breathing through my nose, the pleasure so intense, I feel everything tighten.
“Jesus Christ.” I go over, my body jerking as I come in thick waves of pulsing ecstasy. I hold her hips and pull my still-hard cock out almost all the way, then plunge back in. Her core is so wet and tight and ready for her own release.
But she can wait.
And learn.
I lean forward with my hands on either side of her head, as I say into her right ear, “Name? What’s my name, beautiful?”
RAVEN
I puff out some air as his body jerks into mine. No, he was right there, his massive dick was hitting that spot. I was ready to come…
“Name? What’s my name, beautiful?” I stop breathing. He’s not serious, is he? My mind is racing, my breaths coming fast, and I groan as he slowly moves in and out of me.
“Mr. Powers,” I whisper, and then almost scream when he pulls out and turns me around facing him.
“Oh my God.” For a moment, I almost touch myself, but reach back and dig my nails into his desk as I try to breathe and not humiliate myself further by begging.
His blue eyes narrow as he watches me with that smug smirk on his handsome face. My hands are starting to ache from clawing the wood. It’s either that or claw him.
His eyes dip to my breasts and lower. His sperm slides down the inside of my thigh. With my panties soaked and my dress still around my waist, I’ve gone from looking magnificent, to a drowned rat in a matter of minutes. I can only imagine my makeup.
“Baby, my pretty baby.” His voice makes my eyes dart back to his as he reaches for my chin and softly whispers into my lips, “You look desperate.”
“Why are you doing this?” I almost want to cry. I was perfect, and if I’m going to be ruined, you’d think he’d let me come.
“Why do you think?” He brushes his lips on mine, and this time I do feel tears in my eyes.
“Because you’re some kind of fucked-up control freak who only cares about himself?” I burst out.
He watches me with that stare of his that I’m beginning to hate, yet love. Then he throws his head back and laughs.
Laughs.
“Whatever, asshole.” I try to move away because I’m done. But he grabs my arm.
“Easy, Raven. I like your sassy mouth, but if you keep it up, those tears of frustration you’re having are going to be because my cock is so far down your throat you’re gagging.” He easily lifts me up under my arms and sets me gently on his desk.