Chapter 4
Chapter 4
“Now,” she thrashed around on the table. “I need you inside me now.”
Just as she neared the edge, I pull out my fingers and replaced them with my cock.
I seared into her wet hole; the heat welcomed my entire length as it sank deeper into her.
I stayed still for a second, not moving as I wait for her to adjust to my size. When I notice her body relax, I pull out and seared back in.
The slick moistness of her heat made it possible to not hurt her with my thrust, I pulled out again and waited with so much restraint before surging back in.
“Oh, fuck!” She moaned and squirmed. My hand shot out to hold her in place.
When I was sure the pain was gone, I let go of the restraint and thrust repeatedly into her with wild abandon.
“Faster… faster,” she moans hard, her body trembling as I increase the pace at which I thrust into her.
“Yes… yes, that’s it,” she screamed, her breast bouncing on her chest as my cock sank deeper into her wet folds.
“Oh! Gosh, I’m going to come, I’m going to come.” The words tumbled out of her mouth, her eyes rolling to the back of her head.
Pulling out of her, I brought her down from the table, and turn her back against my chest. With just a little push, I bend her over the table and rammed into her from behind.
I roll my hip without moving, letting my balls rub her entrance.
"Oh! fuck yes, fuck me," she pants.
I reached over and palm her breast in my hand, juggling the two big succulent buds in my hand. I watched as she throws her head back at the friction.
The blue in her eyes disappears, and all that was left is the white part.
"Oh! yes Aziz, keep doing that."
I squeezed her breast a little too rough, and she yelped, the action causing her to grind her ass on my thigh.
One hand playing with her boobs and the other holding her down. I pull out of her and rammed in. The sound of skin slapping skin filled the office.
"Yes... yes... yes," her boob jiggled in my hand, groping, and fondling with it was impossible with the way they bounce so fast.
Her hand shot back and held my thigh, while my hand pulls at her waist, lifting her ass higher. I gave her a deep thrust.
"Oh, my fuck! Yes th—," her word got stuck in her throat and I gave her another deep thrust.
My hand fisted her hair, and I pull her to my chest so that she was no longer lying on the table.
She held my thighs still, her body shaking with the force of the thrust. I grab her throat and bring my mouth near her ear.
"How bad do you want to come, tell me?
"Please," she cried. "I want to come so bad; I want you to thrust into me until I can no longer stand on my own."
"Tell bitch, how much you love my cock inside of you?" I growled into her ear, while I pound her as fast as I can.
She opened her mouth to say something, but no words came out as she trembled so hard. Her hand could barely hold my thighs.
I twisted her hand behind her and grab her shoulder to steady her. She could no longer stand at the force.
Her leg shook, her body jerked, and her mouth hung open with no words coming out of them. I knew she was on the edge.
“You want me to make you come?” I growled into her ears again, and she bobbed her head, as words failed her.
“Tell me you want me to make you come. Maybe then, I’ll let you have your way.”
I watch as she gulps. She opened her mouth again and still, nothing came out of it. She tried the second time, and I chuckled.
“I guess my cock didn’t just fill your wet pussy, it also filled your mouth that you can’t talk.”
“Fine, I will let you come,” with that, my hand found her clit.
She bucked with the contact, and her breath came out short. I let my finger work her nub while my cock works into her pussy.
Her body trembled with so much force, and with a loud cry, she came over my cock. Her juice coating my cock.
I rocked her gently as she came down from that earth-shattering orgasm. When the shaking of her body ceased, I pull out of her and turn away.
“Leave,” my voice came out harsher than I had intended.
“Thank you,” she muttered.
I heard the ruffling of clothes, and then the clicking of heels.
Then she was gone…
I looked down at my hard-on. I did not want her to see it, so she would not be afraid. This happened anytime I fuck a lady; I am always left unsatisfied.
It takes a lot to make me come, especially when I am so hard and ready. It is why I dislike foreplay. I release so quickly without being satisfied, and it makes it harder to come during sex.
The smell of sex was gone when I let the water cascade down my body. I wanted to take my cock in my hand and jerk myself until I release over the floor.
Only I knew that was impossible. I would only get myself harder instead of relieving the throb of my cock.
Stepping out of the shower, I pull on my suit and walked out of the office.
Betty placed her head on her table, trying to control her breathing. I guess she was still flustered.
Who wouldn’t be? I know I am so good at fucking and making a lady’s wildest dreams come true.
I tapped her table. The time for pleasure was over, now is the time for the employer-employee relationship.
She shot out of her seat and gave me an apologetic look.
“I will leave now, and until I’m back,” I banged my hand on the table, and she jerked awake. “Don’t entertain any visitors, okay?”
She nods her head quickly, and I straightened to my full height.
“And Betty?”
She hummed, her eyes drooping.
"If I find out that you slept while I was away, then it would be the last time you would see the interior of this company."
That seems to work on her, her eyes widened, and she scrambled to stay upright. The action caused her breast to move higher, and my cock twitched.
I walked away from her and go into my car.
"Where are we going, sir? My driver asked.
"To the clubhouse," I told him, I needed a good fuck.
