by C Standing
“Oh God,” I whine, arching my back into him as he swipes his tongue over the taut flesh.
Peering up at me from around my breast, he uses his free arm to anchor me to him. “How does that feel, baby? Any better?”
“Oh yes,” I moan, combing my fingers through his hair. “So good.”
Lavishing my erect nub with his undivided attention, he licks, sucks, flicks, and bites. Releasing me with a loud pop, he moves to the next one, gently kneading my tender skin with his callous fingers. “Wouldn’t want this one feeling left out now, would we?”
Sealing his mouth around my pebbled skin, he swirls his tongue over me before pulling back.
I whimper at the loss.
Hands now massaging my heavy skin, Rick lowers his eyes to my lips. “Does it hurt anywhere else?
“Y-yes.”
Raking his teeth over my nipple, he murmurs, “Why don’t you show me so I can ease that pain as well.”
I lift my skirt an inch and widen my legs, letting him see what he does to me.
Letting him see how wet this little fantasy makes me.
I take his hand and place it over the heat of my pussy.
“Here?” he growls, killing me softly by remaining perfectly still.
“Yes, there. What does it mean, sir?”
Without warning, he lifts me into his arms and perches my ass on the edge of his desk. “It means, Miss McKinley, that you’re in need of some attention.”
“Attention?” I repeat, feigning confusion.
He wedges himself between my thighs, observing my wetness. “Have you ever given yourself an orgasm?”
“N-no,” I stammer. “I’m a good girl.”
Running the tip of his finger up and down my panty-covered slit, I whimper at his touch and jerk my hips into him.
His gravelly voice replies, “Even good girls deserve to feel pleasure, Miss McKinley. I can give that to you.”
“Y-you can?”
Fuck yes.
Flicking his tongue over my exposed breasts, he nods. “I can take all the pain away, baby. But I need you to promise me something before I do.”
“Anything.”
“Once I touch this pussy and give it the release it needs, your body belongs to me. You’re mine to do whatever I please. Whenever I please. Nobody else can ever touch you.”
“Only you,” I repeat his words, lost in the sensation of his finger rubbing my pussy.
“I need you to understand what you’re agreeing to, Miss McKinley. If I ask you to drop to your knees and suck my cock, you do it. If I choose to fuck you in front of my entire staff, you submit. If I want to eat your cunt for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, you’re there, legs spread, giving me what I need.”
Flames lick up my spine at his words, and I buck into his hand. “I’m there. Whenever you need. No questions asked.”
“Good girl,” Rick praises before dropping to his knees. “I’m going to make you feel so good, baby. Keep your eyes on me.” Snaking his tongue out, he glides it up the length of my saturated panties. “Mmm. I can taste your arousal through your underwear.” His fingers go to the thin hem of my panties. “Maybe we should take them off and let me keep them as a souvenir.”
Already peeling the delicate fabric from my skin, I lift my ass and let him slide them the rest of the way. Bringing them to his nose, he inhales my musky scent, groans, and stuffs them in his pocket. “A little something for later.” He winks. “Now, where were we? Ahh, yes. Why don’t you lay back on the desk and relax? I’m going to be a while. Eating an untouched cunt requires a lot of skill and precision.”
If I wasn’t thoroughly turned-on and primed for his mouth, I’d laugh. He’s such a bullshitter. “It does?”
Pressing down on my stomach, he coaxes me backward until I’m braced on my elbows. “Yes, baby. And I’m just the man for the job.”
A smug smirk tugs at my lips. “You certainly are, sir. You certainly are.”
I’m the luckiest motherfucker on the planet.
I’ve said it several times before, and I don’t care if I have to say it a million times more. There isn’t a man alive who wouldn’t kill to be in my shoes right now.
She tastes like sweet, forbidden fruit, with a hint of spice.
Fucking delicious.
Diving in face-first, I swipe my tongue up the length of her slit and bury my nose into her smooth mound. Splitting my fingers into a V shape, I part her folds and flick her clit gently.
“Mr. Blackley,” she moans, rubbing her pussy all over my face.
Goddamn.
I can’t fucking believe she did this for me. I thought I was in for a grueling night of mindless paperwork, but here she is, spread eagle on my desk, looking like my every fucking wet dream come to life.
She’s acting out my fantasy.
My strong, brave, and beautiful girl is acting out my fantasy, for me.
I mean, shit. Does it get any better?
All these years, I’ve been told I’m a freak for wanting the things I want. But in reality I just wasn’t with the right woman.
I just needed her.
Looking up at her, I growl and circle her throbbing nub. “Fuck my face, baby. Ride me like you’d ride my cock.”
Delving her fingers into my hair, River pushes my face harder into her flesh and fucks me like a pro.
Reaching down, I fist my cock hard, trying to force back my release. This is about her, not me.
“Yes.” Her shallow breaths echo around my office. “Your mouth feels so good, Mr. Blackley.”
“Daddy,” I grunt into her slick skin as I slide a digit into her tight entrance. “Call me daddy.”
Her head falls back between her shoulders as another loud groan rips from her lips. “Oh fuck, yes!”
Holy hell.
Hearing her curse is like the final nail in the coffin for me.
This girl is a wolf in sheep’s clothing.
I grab a handful of her perky tit and squeeze it hard. Pinching and tugging her nipple between my hands. I fuck her snug cunt with my finger, using the pad of my thumb to work her clit into a frenzy. River bucks against my face, her cries of pleasure growing louder and more high-pitched. “Please! I need to come!”
I snake a hand around to her ass and spank her hard. “You come when I tell you to. Not before.” My fingers pump in and out of her at an almost frantic pace, and I drape one of her legs over my shoulder, lifting the other onto the desk. I trail my tongue from her pussy down to her ass, and swirl my tip around her tight hole. “I can’t wait to fuck this beautiful ass. I’m going to fill you so fucking full, you’ll have to take every goddamn inch of me.”
Just as River’s mouth drops open on a silent cry, someone pounds on my door.
“Mr. Blackley, you in there?” Harvey, the office janitor, asks as he rattles the door handle.
Fuck!
“Ignore him,” she whimpers quietly. “I’m so close.”
Hell. Forging through the fire, I latch my lips around her clit and tongue the fuck out of her until she’s a squirming mess. “Such a naughty little slut.”
“Yes, yes,” she breathes, but I clamp a hand over her mouth.
“Keep your mouth shut.”
Harvey twists the handle again. “Sir, everything okay in there? I hear panting.”
“Fuck,” I growl, reluctantly pulling away from her mouth-watering pussy. “One sec, Harv!” I call out, hoping he doesn’t try and unlock the door. If he does, he’ll get the shock of his life.
Me on my knees with my girlfriend’s pussy juices all over my face. That’ll go down well.
Helping her up, I swipe her top off the floor and hand it to her. River hops off my desk, throws on her top and straightens her skirt. “What do we do now?” she whispers, not a trace of fear or panic in her tone.
God, I love this girl.
Quickly, I scan the room, looking for a place she can hide, while I send Harvey away. “Get under my desk. I’ll get rid of him.”
“What about—” She gestures to the tent in my pants. “He’ll suspect something.”
“I’ll just tell him I was watching porn.” Wouldn’t be the first time he’s walked in on me mid-jerk. The guy’s pretty decent about keeping quiet.
When you’re tied down to a blood-sucking leech like Sadie, you learn to get creative about where you jerk off.
River’s eyes dart to the table, then back to me. “What about us?” she asks, still in character.
I narrow my eyes. “What do you mean?”
“Are you done with me now?”
Fully aware Harvey’s still waiting behind the door, I snake an arm around her waist and yank her into me. “I told you you’re mine, baby. I fucking meant it. Tasting your sweet cunt only solidified that.”
Lowering her hand to my aching dick, she strokes me through my pants. “Get rid of him. I want this fat cock in my mouth.”
My guttural groan fills the air.
I’ve hit the fucking jackpot.
River scurries under the table, taking care to not be seen as I round my desk and flip the lock on the door.
“Evening, Harvey,” I greet the old man, keeping my lower half as hidden as possible.
Gripping the handles of his cleaning cart, he looks between me and my office. “Everything okay, sir?”
“Of course, I was just doing some late-night exercises.”
Even I wince at that.
Fucking Christ.
“In your suit?”
“Hey, when the need strikes.” I laugh, painfully aware my girlfriend is hiding under my desk.
He shrugs. “Each to their own, did you want me to come back later?”
“If you could, that would be awesome. I won’t be here much longer anyway.”
“Sure thing, sir.” He tips his hat. “Have a good night.”
“You too.”
I watch as he walks off, making sure he’s far enough away, that he won’t hear the sounds that are about to come from this room.
My fingers barely touch the metal lock, when I hear River’s sultry voice murmur, “Leave it. The thrill of getting caught makes this even hotter.”
“Yes, ma’am.”
She strips out of the lace top and leather skirt, standing only in those fuck-me heels.
“Leave them on,” I growl, rubbing my aching cock through my slacks. “I want to feel the heels digging into my back when I fuck you.”
Strutting over to me, looking so incredibly fucking sexy, River wraps my tie around her fists and pulls me in for a passionate kiss. “Your fantasy was hot as fuck.”
“It’s not finished yet,” I tell her, gripping her ass and lifting her into my arms. “I still need to fuck that sweet virgin cunt.”
Grinding her eager little pussy against my stomach, she bites and tugs on my earlobe. “But I’ve never had sex before.”
I stalk toward my desk and set her down on top. “I’ll be gentle, baby,” I assure her. “Daddy would never hurt his little girl. But the only way I can ease the pain inside of you, is to pop this beautiful fucking cherry you’ve saved for me.”
Holding a hand over her tits, she glances nervously around the room. “Will that make me feel better?”
“Like you wouldn’t believe.” I take the arm obstructing her breasts from my view, and move it away. “Do these still ache, baby?”
She nods, submissively. “Yes, but it’s not as bad.”
“Good.” I lean over and kiss my way across her impressive chest. “Because now I need you to do something for me.”
River looks up at me expectantly. “W-what do you need?”
Taking her hand, I place it over my protruding crotch. “Have you ever seen a penis before?”
She shakes her head. “No, sir.”
I unbuckle my belt and lower the zipper. “Would you like to?”
Licking her lips, her eyes fill with arousal. “I’m not sure.”
Dipping my hand between her parted legs, my finger slips inside of her with ease. “Tsk, tsk, sweetheart.” I fuck her slowly, loving the way her head falls back and her body responds to me. “I can feel how badly you want it. You mustn’t lie to Daddy, okay?”
She nods again, like a good little girl. “Yes, Daddy.”
“Tell me you’re sorry and it won’t happen again.”
“I’m sorry for being a bad girl, Daddy. It won’t happen again.” She follows my orders perfectly.
“That’s my girl.” Easing my finger from her, I bring it to her mouth. “Taste yourself.” Impatient to please me, River sucks my fingers deep, twirling her tongue around my digit and licking her essence clean until there’s nothing left. “Such a naughty slut.” My palm connects with her ass, making her squeal.
“I want to be a good girl for you, Daddy.”
“Then get on your knees.”
She looks up at me, panic running rife in her eyes. “What do you want me to do?”
“Daddy’s going to teach you how to suck a cock.”
“B-but I’ve never…” She trails off as I give her shoulders a little push, my cock growing in length as she lowers to a kneeling position.
“I know, baby. Trust Daddy to know what’s good for you.”
“Okay,” she replies in a quiet voice.
As much as I love how well she’s playing the part, I miss her backchat.
I miss the way she gives as good as she gets.
“Pull it out,” I order, a deep groan emanates from my core as she frees my pulsating cock from its confines.
“Open,” I demand, gripping my cock and drawing a line of pre-cum along her cheek. Reaching down, I squeeze her tit. “Take it in your mouth.”
Gritting my molars, I peer down at the little beauty on her knees for me, and watch as she takes my length into her mouth.
I stroke the back of her head, encouraging her. “A little deeper, baby. I want to feel the back of your throat.”
I hold myself back from thrusting into her palm. Her touch alone is enough to make me nut.
“Good girl. Now suck it.”
Before I can say anything else, her mouth closes around me, and I swear to God, I don’t just see stars, I see an entire goddamn Milky Way.
Holy fuuuck.
The warmth. The suction. The wetness.
It’s like she’s climbed inside my head and knows exactly how I like it.
The first swipe of her tongue has me jolting forward. “Fucking Christ,” I choke out as she takes me to the back of her throat.
Like something straight out of a porno, River pulls back, closes her eyes, and licks the drop of pre-cum off the tip. “God, you taste so good.”
“River—” I grunt, not knowing what the hell I should do with myself.
Everything she does is like a dose of sweet torture. Her hands, her tongue, and that humming sound she’s making?
I’m dying. I’m literally fucking dying.
Wrapping a hand around my base, she jerks me slowly. With her other hand cupping my balls, my eyes roll into my head. “Ahh, fuck.” I buck my hips. “Goddamn. Just like that, baby.”
Clearly the fantasy is over, and I won’t lie, I’m fucking glad. Because as hot as it was, and as much as I love her for fulfilling this little role-play session of mine, she’s the one I want.
She’s my fantasy.
My greedy girl, who can’t seem to get enough of my cock.
It’s all her.
River laps at my shaft like it’s the best thing she’s ever tasted, and hollows out her cheeks, sucking me harder and deeper. “Cum in my mouth, Rick,” River commands, swirling her tongue around the hole on my tip. “Let me taste you.”
Dammit. Her demand lashes through me like a gunshot, and I’m fighting with everything I’ve got to hold out, and make this last longer.
But fuck, it feels too damn good.
A blinding rush of heat blazes up my spine as River goes to town on my dick. “Oh fuuuck,” I rasp, lightly thrusting into her warmth.
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p; My fingers tangle into her hair as her hands massage my balls. I knew I wouldn’t last long before, but between the sexy noises she’s making and the way she’s deep-throating me like a champ?
Christ, I can only take so much.
Unable to help myself, my thrusts in her tight little mouth quicken until I’m fucking her face.
I try to warn her. “River, baby—” But the pleasure is too intense I come in long hot spurts down her throat. “Sweet fucking Jesus.”
Like the little minx that she is, she gives me one last teasing stroke before releasing me. A triumphant smirk tips at her lips as I fall back into my chair, drained of energy.
Rising to her feet, her silver eyes sparkle with mischief as she looks me up and down, taking in my depleted state. Wiping her lips, she climbs into my lap and snuggles against me. “Was that good enough, Daddy?”
Hardly able to even remember my name, let alone string together a coherent sentence after what she’s just done, I swallow hard and nod. “You... h-have no idea.”
I’m wrecked.
Absolutely fucking wrecked.
"What do you want to do today?” Rick asks, folding his newspaper and setting it on the bed beside him. “I was thinking we could grab breakfast at this little café I know. But after that we can do anything you want.”
A somber mood falls over me as I pull up my thong. I hardly slept last night worrying about tomorrow, and now I’m exhausted. Two nights in a row with disturbed sleep, and my eyes are starting to hate me for it.
We haven’t so much as spoken about what’s going to happen when I leave, and I’m starting to get nervous.
I’m not the kind of person who likes being kept in the dark, and this not knowing is hanging over my head like a guillotine waiting to fall.
“Sure.” My shoulder raises in a noncommittal shrug.
I walk to the end of his bed and grab my top and throw it on. I have a million thoughts running around my head, the last thing I want to think about is today’s itinerary.
I want him to stop ignoring the giant elephant in the room, and talk about this with me.
Noticing my sudden detachment, he sits forward. “Hey, you okay?”
No, I’m not.