C3 Behind the desk (3)

"Ah! It's big!"

I reached my hand down to strum her cl*t, halting the toy's progression. "Tell me when it's better."

It took a few moments but soon her hips were pressing against more of the toy. "It's better."

"Good girl." I slowly moved the toy back and forth but never stopped stroking her nub. As she got wetter, the pace got faster and I turned the toy on: first at the lowest then up to the second notch. Her moans were music to my ears.

I wanted to see her c*m just once more before I took her completely so I ratcheted it up to high and pinched her cl*t. As I expected, the sudden abundance of stimulation knocked it right out of the park and she was thrashing on the desk. It was like shooting fish in a barrel with her. I almost felt bad.

When I'd thought she'd had enough, I snapped the toy off and eased it out. I ran my hands over her still quivering flesh and placed kisses in a random wandering pattern across her skin. "You've been such a good girl. I'm going to untie you but if you act up I'll have to restrain you again. Understood?"

"Yes." Her voice sounded dazed and far away.

I untied the silk ropes, starting at her ankles then her arms. Even if she wanted to run, I don't think she'd get far after a bombardment like that. I eased her onto her back and kissed her knees. "How do your legs feel?"

"A little sore..."

I nodded and began to massage them for her, taking my time lean down between them and steal more kisses from her full lips. "Do you wish you'd never come in today?"

"No..." She seemed embarrassed by her own answer but I rewarded her with a deep kiss anyway. I felt her arms wrap around me and broke the lip lock to nibble at her forearms and wrists.

"Are you ready?"

Sam's eyes locked with mine, staring deeply into them and searching for something. She found whatever she was looking for because she began to nod. "Yes. Yes, I am."

"Good." I pulled back from her arms and stripped off the rest of my suit, grinning at her as each piece joined hers on the couch. I dropped my boxers last and had to grab her ankle when she tried to scramble back.

"Are you kiddin' me? That ain't gonna fit!!" I laughed hard at the onslaught of her unfiltered accent before grabbing the other ankle and yanking her forward to the edge of the desk.

"It will. I stretched you enough. Just relax and it won't hurt." I moved one hand to hook under her knee and let the other leg drop.

"You can take it, I'll go slowly."

I pressed the fat head against her entrance and used my free hand to circle her cl*t, occasionally dragging my thumb across it. As she began to relax, my c*ck head slipped in with a sudden pop.

She arched and cried out and I strummed her nub until her body relaxed. She was tight, a hot wet vice grip. I gritted my teeth and focused as I slowly began to pump. I didn't come all this way to finish early.

Her whimpers faded into moans as she began to lift her hips against me. I smiled at the sight and leaned down to give her another kiss. "Good girl. See, it's not that bad. Does it hurt anymore?"

"No..." She groaned out and I picked up the pace a little, leaning over her to add some pressure. It was so sexy to see her watching me, then her eyes dropping to see my shaft pumping in and out of her. The look she had was intoxicating. It was something like hesitant lust. As if it was in a battle with

nervousness and the latter was losing.

I took the time to appreciate her beautiful breasts as they bounced up and down on her chest with each thrust. They were beautiful, delicious handfuls of mahogany topped with dark chocolate.

I leaned my head down to catch one in my mouth and suckle hungrily. She arched and writhed under me, so sensitive and so tasty. I hummed against the flesh as I pumped.

Our eyes locked as I switched sides, sharing the pleasure with her other breast. I could feel her walls fluttering around me and

she broke our stare as her eyes rolled back. I was getting close too, she was too damn tight to last much longer but I wasn't going to c*m until she did. "Ty... ler... Wait... I'm... OH GOD!" As she came, I let her sweet c*re's convulsions bring me over. I gripped her hips and buried myself to the base, feeling my seed fill her.

She arched and cried out before collapsing back. I leaned over to kiss her neck and between her breasts as I ran my hands up and down her sides. She whimpered and trembled before finally meeting my lips for a kiss before snatching back.

"Wait! I'm ovulating!" She tried to pull back but I leaned forward, settling my full body weight on top of her. Poor little Sam struggled under me for a little while before realizing she couldn't win and stopping with a whine. I stroked a few of the springy curls that had come a loose from her bun. Of course I knew she was ovulating. I wouldn't have hired a man to follow her and go through her trash for many other reasons.

"Well I guess we should get married soon huh?"