Chapter 19
He’s just so… Never have I seen someone so ridiculously hot.
He stands and swipes the tip of his cock through my swollen lips as we stare at each other.
Then, without hesitation, he pushes forward and slides in to the hilt. “Ohhh..” My body ripples around his.
The air leaves my lungs at his size. “Good lord,” I moan.]]
Thankfully, all the stationery fucking has prepared me for this wide load.
Ouch… That smarts.
I’m grateful for my trusty right now. Well done, Bob.
All our intimate nights alone have p
paid off, if I hadn’t been fucking you all this time, I would have just been split in half.
He slowly pulls out and slams in hard.[]
Actually, I still might ahhhh.
Im completely at his mercy like this.
He slams into me again and the air is k knocked from my lungs. It’s a wonder the desk doesn’t break. “Gabriel…” I whimper. “Lasy Fucking heil.
“Sorry,” he mutters, distracted. He slows, and in a more measured and controlled way he slowly loosens me up.
With his hands gripping my hip bones, we fall into a rhythm. Strong, thick pumps and I can’t speak, I can’t breathe, and hell I can’t even see.
“Oh fuck,” he moans, his breathing labored as he struggles for control, perspiration beads on his brow. “So fucking good. Violet.” He pumps me hard. “So.” He pumps me again. “Fucking.” Another deep pump. “Good.” The sound of our skin slapping echoes throughout the office.
Looking up at him, doing that is too much, and I explode headfirst into an orgasm as I cry out loud.]
His eyes roll back in his head and he really lets me have it, deep punishing hits, and then he holds himself deep and lets out a guttural moan.]]
We pant, trying to get precious air into our lungs. Both red and puffing, covered in perspiration.[]
ite moves slowly to completely empty himself into me and then he pulls out. His chest rises and falls, and his eyebrows shoot up as if surprised
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ad pulls me up to a seated position and then cups my face and kisses me, soft and tender. His lips
Oh…
“I’ve been wanting to do that for seven years.” He smiles against my lips.
“And now that you have?” I whisper.]
Tm glad I didn’t, we would never have gotten any work done.” He grabs my sex and tugs it. “Having this perfect pussy in my office would have been a major distraction.” He turns and picks up my dress.
1 giggle, feeling relieved.
Perfect pussy.
“Get dressed.” He kisses me quickly before collecting my clothes and passing them over.
“I’m a hot mess, I need to use the bathroom.”
He gives me a slow, sexy smile as he opens his bathroom door. “Okay.“]
Okay? I walk past him into the bathroom and he closes the door behind me.
oh…]]
He’s not coming in, then?
I clean myself up and quickly dress, and then I stare at my flushed reflection in the mirror and smile goofily.
“Oh my fucking god.” I mouth to myself.
“I know,” I mouth back.
I walk back out into his office to see him completely dressed in his suit, looking completely calm and unaffected. “We should get back to the party.“]
Oh..
“Okay.”
ny face as he stares down at me. “You were incredible.“[]
He pushes the hair back from my
Were is all 1 hear.
He walks to his desk and takes a small, long black box with a black silk ribbon and passes it over to me. “Your Christmas present.” I smile. Thank you.” I go to undo the ribbon.
*Open at later, it’s a pen. Nothing exciting.”
“Gh.” I smile, feeling embarrassed. “I got you something too.” I walk out to my desk and take out the oversized parcel
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He frowns as he looks down at it.
“Open it later. It’s a robe.” 1 shrug.
He smiles. “Thank you.”
The gift that is sneaky but relevant.[]
He gestures to the elevator. “Let’s go.” He walks to the elevator, seemingly unaffected. “I have to get back to the party.”
He’s just going back to the party? What the hell?
That’s it?
I get
et into the elevator beside him and we turn to face the doors. He straightens his tie and twists his neck as he stares straight ahead. My mind is racing a million miles per minute, what the hell is going on here? I glance over at him, and rather than make eye contact with me, he looks down and fiddles with his cuff links.
He’s hard and cold.
There’s no banter, no conversation.]
Nothing.
The elevator dings as we hit the ground floor and the doors open. The party is in full swing now.
“Let’s get a drink,” he says casually as he looks around.
I stare at him, what the actual fuck is happening right now?
Did I just imagine that whole entire thing?
I
“No. I’m going to head off.” I reply coolly.
“okay.” He puts his two hands into his pockets. “Do you want me to walk you out?“]
I’m taken aback that he would even have to ask that:[]
Wow]
“No. I’m fine.” I fake a smile. “Goodbye, Mr. Ferrara.”
“Goodbye, Mass Coleman. My car will take you home.”
I glare at him. “Have a nice life”
If angered. “You too.” Ha, and there it is.
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