by Marina Blue
I put the phone down. “Why?”
Jamie opened his mouth. But he thought about what he was going to say. Then, instead of using his voice, he said it in sign language. Because I like you.
“What the hell,” I said. “You sign?”
I do. I’ve always been able to. Ever since I was a kid.
“But why do you care?”
Jamie grabbed his drink and started speaking again. “I’ve had a crush on you for almost eight years now. Ever since I saw you, way back in high school.”
I shook my head. “We didn’t go to the same high school.”
“No, we didn’t,” he said. “But back then I used to work at the Institute.”
I searched my memory. “The Breitling Institute for the Hearing Impaired? You were there?”
“I volunteered. My mom was deaf, so I learned to sign early, and for all four years of high school, I was there while she taught, helping around the classrooms after school was over. Back then, I was gawky, and had a back brace. I doubt you’d recognize me. You were in college then, and had a lot on your mind.” Jamie took a long pull off the cool vodka he held. “Actually, you probably won’t remember this either, but I asked you out… One time I even asked you for a kiss, though I never got it.”
And it all came back. The lanky kid who was always nervous around me. So thin, but cute. With the back brace! Now he was this ultimate stud, who’d just saved my life. “Jimmy… You’re Jimmy?”
“Ha ha ha… It’s Jamie. You got it wrong when we first met, but I was too shy to correct you.”
My mind raced back to when we worked together, before I went into grad school. He was always trailing me. Listening. He was one of those young, sweet kids that made you wish you were born a few years later.
“Anyway, I should get back to my office. I just wanted to drop that off, and let you know that you’re safe. And so is your promotion to CEO. All hail the queen.” Jamie stood up. And gave me a mock salute.
“How’d you know about that?”
“I searched a lot of Sue’s emails for anything else incriminating. I stumbled on to that tidbit by accident.”
I stood up. “Jamie. Come here.”
He paused for a second. Then he walked around my desk. Looking down at me like a Spartan, he said, “Yes, Talia?”
I grabbed his shirt and pulled him to me. Gazing up at his crystal blue eyes, I said, “I want to properly thank you.”
Chapter 6
Jamie’s mouth was firm, and wet. I could feel his strength as he held me tight. I melted in his thick, powerful arms, like a candle that sits in the sun too long. The smell of his cologne was full of vanilla and spice, and I savored every second we kissed. The man in front of me, he was hot, and strong, and massive. His hands were running up my body, and he cupped my face as he kissed me.
After what felt like forever, he pulled away. “That was amazing.”
“I’m not done yet,” I said.
“Good,” Jamie said. “Because I haven’t even gotten started.” Grabbing both of my hips, Jamie spun me around, and bent me over the desk. Then he got down on his knees. Pushed my skirt up. And shoved my panties to the side.
I thought about stopping him. But before I could, his tongue, hot and wet, pressed against my pussy, and moved back and forth.
My body immediately responded. “Holy shit,” I moaned. “That feels amazing.”
All Jamie said was, “Mmmm,” as he continued to taste me.
I arched my back, and moved my feet further apart, opening myself to his mouth. I pushed back, and Jamie buried his face and tongue inside me. Flashes, like lightning bolts, licked my body as his mouth did its work.
And I was purring. “Shit, don’t stop.”
“Excuse me, miss?” a woman said.
I froze.
And Jamie’s tongue ceased its motion.
Because standing in the doorway was Rose, my secretary. “Did you say something?”
Jamie was behind me, on his knees, hidden by my body and the desk.
I said, “Um, no. I said nothing. What is it?”
She said, “I just wanted to remind you that...” she continued to speak.
But Jamie was licking me again. Side-to-side. He swept his tongue over my pussy and it pulsed under his expert mouth. His lips, thick and soft, sucked my clit in, and slowly let it slide out. Every part that he touched came alive with electricity.
Meanwhile, I was trying to focus on my secretary. She was saying something. Peonies. Hospital. Video call. She just kept going.
“That’s great,” I said. “I’ll handle it. Now close the door and lock it.”
“Right away.” Rose looked around the office, and then did as I commanded.
I spun around, “You asshole! We almost got caught!”
Jamie stood back up. “I know. But your pussy’s amazing. I had to keep going, you taste like a pear. Forgive me?” He looked so cute.
I said, “Of course.”
“Good, because now I’m going to fuck you.” And that Goliath of a man pressed me back down, over the desk.
Jamie unzipped his pants. And pushed his cock against my-
Wait. What the fuck? “Hold on, what is that?”
He was rubbing something across my pussy that felt like a goddamn grapefruit.
“What do you think it is?” he said. “It’s my cock.”
Huh? I straightened up, and looked over my shoulder at his dick.
And immediately forgot about everything.
Jamie had a cock like a soda can. It wasn’t particularly long, maybe seven inches, but it had incredible girth. And I couldn’t see a vein. Nor any hair. He was trimmed properly, which made his cock look like a fucking tree stump. No, not a tree stump. It was white, and perfectly smooth, and hard as marble. That thing, as it prodded my tight opening, was more like a Roman column.
And I couldn’t help but think that I’d never seen a cock as wide as that.
Not in real life.
Not in porn.
Not even in my dreams.
Suddenly, my concerns turned from taboo and business success, and turned to whether or not I could even wrap my hand all the way around it. “Holy shit…” I said.
“Yeah,” Jamie said. “I get that a lot.”
“Uh, what do you plan on doing with that thing?”
Jamie grabbed my hips. “Don’t worry. I’ll be gentle.” He edged forward. And drove a single inch inside me.
My head snapped forward as both eyes nearly leapt out of my face. “Holy shit,” I hissed through grit teeth.
“I know,” Jamie softly moaned. “Your pussy’s amazing. You feel like tight, warm silk.”
I tensed my body. I couldn’t help it. He was so big, I could feel him in my scalp. My body was alive with pleasure. But there was a tiny bit of pain in there, too. It was like yoga. Relaxing, but hard. Delicious, but rough. Amazing, yet-
“Are you ready for more?” Jamie said.
Tiny stars blinked in front of my eyes. I was no size queen, but I knew I had to take it all. “Yes.”
“The whole thing?” he asked.
Yes. No. Yes! “Yes. God yes. Give it all to me…”
Jamie squeezed my hips, and pressed forward.
Bits of pain, and so much pleasure, ground through me as my head of security drove his entire cock in. I could feel every inch of him. And I mean every inch. There wasn’t a millimeter of my wet pussy that wasn’t full.
I clamped a hand over my mouth, and stifled a scream. It was like losing my virginity all over again.
“Holy shit,” Jamie said. “You’re so tight.”
He began slipping his cock in and out of me. I froze, barely able to move. I’d never had this much man inside of me.
Jamie was moaning. And he kept going. In and out. Stretching my pussy to its max.
I took a deep gulp of air, and said through my fingers, “Jamie, wait a minute. You’re too big.”
“Ok,” he said, “But I’m not even hal
fway in.”
What the fuck? I looked back again. And holy hell, he was right! That thing was barely inside me. There was another three inches left. I whispered. “Good lord…”
I looked up, at Jamie’s eyes.
His two blue gems glinted and shone like wet ice. They were mad. Mad with passion maybe, or maybe just the need to climax. No. That wasn’t it. There was something else. I’d been fucked by a lot of guys who wanted to plant a flag in the Breitling dynasty, but Jamie’s lust was something different. I could see it. He didn’t want to cum.
He wanted to dominate me. To own me.
And he could do it.
“Just go slow,” I begged.
“I will.” Gently, Jamie pulled out, spat on his dick, and pushed back in. Slowly. And not a millimeter deeper than he was before. He slid both hands further up my dress, and grabbed my waist with resolve. Then he pinned my legs to the edge of my desk with his thighs. I couldn’t go anywhere, even if I wanted to.
And then he pushed another inch in.
Shit. The incredible pleasure. It was so great. So amazing. I’d never felt anything like it before. Ripples of blinding white ecstasy rolled up me. It was a new sensation. I said, “Go deeper.”
“Deeper?” Jamie said. “You’re sure?”
“I’m positive,” I said. “I want to feel every inch of you.”
“Ok,” he said. “But I’ve waited for this for a long time, Talia. Once I get moving, I’m not going to stop.”
I looked back at him again. He was serious.
But so was I. “I’m positive. Fuck me.” I locked every muscle in my body in anticipation.
And slowly, ever so slowly, that cocky alpha bad boy pulled back. All the way. And when just the tip of his hulking cock was in me, he switched directions. And with relentless purpose…
He pushed in every. Single. Inch.
It was thick, powerful, and endless.
And with every massive millimeter I said, “Oh my God, oh my God, oh my God, oh my God…”
It felt like an hour. But finally, he got all the way in.
Then he pulled back. And again, each tiny bit of my pussy he stretched sent shocks of pleasure through my body.
Now I was moaning.
He got the end of his stroke. With one hand, he grabbed my hair, and pulled. With the other, he grabbed my breast, and squeezed.
And then Jamie went to work. With smooth, muscular strokes, he fucked me.
Back and forth. In and out. His hips struck me like a blacksmith’s hammer. His hips beat my soft, round ass as his cock slid through me. Over and over. He fucked me deeply. Perfectly. Powerfully.
I was being violated. Run through. Bored into. He overwhelmed me. I could barely take it.
“Oh shit, Talia, that feels so amazing. You’re incredible. I can’t believe this.” And he pushed in again.
I wanted to tell him to keep going. But I couldn’t say a thing. I lifted up my hand, and bit down on my palm. I was going to scream, and alert my secretary.
He plowed into me again. And again. I couldn’t speak. Because ever so slightly, the last of the searing hot pain was ebbing.
And it was completely replaced by warm pleasure.
My pussy had adjusted. I was handling his girth like an expert.
I started to shift my hips around. Grinding into him. Just a little bit. Then, a little more. Now his massive cock was hitting my clit just right. With every forward thrust, I pushed back. And as he slid out, I’d roll my hips.
Then Jamie would drive forward again.
And I’d jam my hips back into him. His flat stomach struck my ass. More joy shot through me. I removed the hand from my mouth, swallowed the drool there, and said, “I fucking love it! Yes. Yes! Your cock feels incredible!”
“So do you…” Moving his hand to my neck, Jamie shoved me down until I was flat on my desk. The he pounded again. Once. Twice. Three times. I lost count. He kept thrusting into me. And he was picking up speed, driving me into my desk. Harder and harder. Deeper and deeper.
And I met him each time with my own body. With each blow, familiar shocks ran up my spine. The ones that only come from being taken like a jungle cat.
After another couple of poundings I got the courage.
I reached back, grabbed my ass, and pulled the cheeks apart, giving Jamie greater access.
On his next thrust, he went in deeper. My whole body shuddered as his every millimeter was inside me.
He yelled, “Goddamn!” And with every new thrust he said, “Fuck… Fuck… Fuck… Fuck…”
And with every fuck and thrust I pushed back into him, taking control of the thickest cock that had ever been inside me. Only one thing was missing.
“Touch me more,” I said.
Jamie kept me pinned to the desk. But with his free hand he fondled my ass. Down my thigh. Up my back. He rubbed my sides, and my ass again. His hand ran wild over my body, pawing and rubbing, and his cock never stopped moving.
“Yes,” I moaned. “Faster.”
With my body firmly in hand, Jamie began to increase his speed and force. Like a roustabout setting a spike in the railroad, he moved into me. And with each strong stroke I shoved back as hard as I could.
He grunted, “Is… this… good… enough?”
My eyes were locked open. Fireworks were exploding behind them both. And that’s when my orgasm started to build. It emanated from my pussy, sending warm waves to my head and toes. “Oh God,” I whispered. “Oh God… Oh God… I’m going to cum… Just keep going… I’m going to-” And then my cellphone buzzed.
Without breaking his perfect tempo, Jamie said, “Should I stop, or keep going?”
It was probably Hiromi. “Ignore the phone,” I said. “But cover my mouth, I want to scream.”
Jamie reached around me, and clamped down over my lips. I shrieked into his palm as loud as I could. But my cries of pleasure didn’t make it past his hand.
Behind me, Jamie kept thrusting. Smooth and even.
Smooth and even.
Fast and hard.
I was nearing a massive climax. The feeling rose up in me like a wave. It was almost going to break. An avalanche of pleasure loomed. All from Jamie’s cock.
And my computer pinged.
Jamie kept fucking as I glanced at it.
It was father. The message said, “Pick up teleconference now!!! Where the hell are you?”
And my heart dropped. We had a video call with him and Randy, and I was late!
“Shit,” I said, as my orgasm was quashed.
Jamie froze with his Goliath cock buried in me. He removed his hands from my mouth and neck. “What?”
I looked back. “I have to take this call. Don’t move.” I straightened up some, spun my monitor around so that the camera mounted on the top could only catch my face, and accepted the call.
“Good afternoon,” I said.
There was a split screen. On the left, was Dad. On the right, Randy.
My father said, “Nice of you to join us.”
“Sorry for the delay,” I said.
“It’s no bother. Randy’s discussing our quarterly projections. Now that we’ve located the… missing funds. Randy, continue.”
Randy was looking angry and dejected. He was leering at the computer, and I could tell that was all for me because I was taking his job. But he swallowed his venom, and started to speak. “So, as I was saying. This coming quarter we’ll have…”
As he droned on, Jamie tapped my lower back.
I glanced at him without moving my head.
He used his hands to sign, What should I do?
I had no idea. I couldn’t stay there, bent over, looking sideways into the camera with him buried in me. I had to get him out, while off screen. Because if he pulled free while I was on camera, my face would twist in a way I couldn’t explain.
So carefully, I grabbed a post it note, and stuck it over the lens.
Randy was busy saying, “-and so with our current depl
oyment overseas we can-”
“Sorry, Randy,” I said. “My video just went out, but please continue, I can still hear you…”
“Very well,” Randy said. “Let’s-”
Then Jamie shoved into me like a bull! His cock split me practically in two as my orgasm was rekindled.
And I yelled “Oh God!” I looked back at him. And whispered, “No… I can’t… Stop…”
On the computer, my father said, “It sounds like your audio’s having some trouble, too. Can you continue?”
I weighed the options. And looked at Jamie. I knew I should say no. I couldn’t neglect the conference. But I didn’t want Jamie to stop. So I said, “Yes. Let’s continue.”
Randy started to speak again.
Jamie smiled. He nodded. And squeezed my ass. Pawed it. Played with it. I wanted him to slip a finger in, which I love, but instead, he grabbed my hips, and spun me towards the wall. Then he pulled out, and twirled me around. Wrapping his hands around my ass, he lifted me off the floor, and pinned me to the hard plaster.
I whispered, “Go slow…” and wrapped my legs around his hips.
Then, with my body suspended in the air, Jamie lowered me down. And impaled me on his dick.
I squeezed him hard. “Holy shit.”
“What was that?” Randy said. “Did you say something, Talia?”
“Nothing,” I said. I looked at Jamie. And signed with my hands. Keep going.
Jamie released my ass with his left hand, and used it to cover my mouth. Then he started to fuck me again. Nothing sweet and kind this time. Hard, pound fucking. But he kept his stroke shallow, and his firm, flat lower stomach pressed against me, so when his cock slammed into me it didn’t make a slapping sound.
And silently, again and again, he thrust. Over and over. Relentlessly. Passionately. He pounded into me. Deeper and deeper.
I grit my teeth. Tightened my grip on him. And my head began to spin as his vanilla cologne filled my nostrils.
Jamie continued to fuck me like a bull. He filled me up completely. And the orgasm that was on pause from before began to play out again. It was like electricity flowed from his cock. It was so intense, I almost wanted him to stop. But I prayed he wouldn’t.