Chapter 38
“I’m going to come, Torq. It’s too fast.” She needed to do nothing but hold on for dear life.
“Not fast enough.”
Her moans grew louder as his thrusting grew more frantic. “Come on baby, come on my cock. Make it so for the rest of the day all I’m thinking of is how you creamed all over it”
The filthy tongued wretch had the audacity to smirk before making a new move which caused her fingernails to dig deep into his shoulders through his dress shirt. His pelvic bone ground against her clit as he pushed upwards and held in place for a quick count and then be rotated his hips and did it again.
“Oh, shit what are you doing?” she begged as whatever this motion was put pressure on her clit and g–spot at the same time. She was too full, still too sensitive from the night before and far too aware of everything about this man. Confusion laced with pleasure and the feeling of being the singular focus of such a man was causing her to lose her mind and forcing her into chasing the high he was offering her.
“Come, my love, come.” He commanded and she was unable to deny his order.
Her head fell backwards, and she banged it off the door as she screamed out the orgasm which ripped over her body. Shuddering and shaking in his arms, be refused to stop what he was doing to give her pleasure. It felt it went on forever and he was pressing kisses to her mouth possessively growling about her stunning beauty.
She expected him to finish what he started right there but then he was carrying her across the room to his new office chair and settling in it
“Ride my cock, baby. Bounce on it. I want watch your tits. You come one more time. I will fill you up.”
His English was sounding stilted, his accent thick and pronounced as he pushed her t–shirt, so it was over her head, but her arms were still trapped in it. He slapped her breast, and she gasped at the motion.
“Bounce”
“Dammit Torq,” she ground her hips against him. “This is so inappropriate, the latter part of the word trailed off as he decided he was done waiting for her and began to jackhammer upwards, slamming into her and making her do exactly as he asked. “Fucking beast.” this catire desk was shifted sideways when he braced his foot against the edge of it and it screeched loudly along the floor.
“Grizzly,” he smirked as he grabbed her ponytail of curls and wound them around her hair. “If I was given my way, you’d live right here He grunted, “on the end of my dick for the rest of your life”
He pulled her head towards his and claimed her lips in a hot kiss. His tongue penetrated her mouth in sync with the way his cock battered her from below. Her fingers mocked his as they pulled his hair the way he did hers.
This was by far the wildest most insane thing and yet when he came not moments after she did, shouting her name with unbridled passion and uncontrolled vigor, she couldn’t help but smile proudly at how much this man, this intensely private man who’d never even been photographed in public, was declaring her his for the world to hear
She collapsed against his chest, panting heavily.
“I don’t know if I can walk back to my desk downstairs,” she suddenly giggled as he pressed a kiss to the top of her head.
“I have half a mind to move your desk in this office but then I’d never get a damn thing done.”
His arms felt safe and warm around her as she snuggled into his chest,
“All this because I told the bitch off out there?”
“Your self–confidence is sexy to me. The way you carry yourself makes me proud to call you mine. However, putting her in her place as you did, choking the bitch as she deserved, well, that’s going to get me hard every single time,”
she here if you hate her so much?”
“I owe her parents a debt of gratitude. Many rights 1 sat at their table growing up as I avoided the hell of my grandfather’s estate. She got into trouble back home by getting into bed with another couple. According to what Bastiano and 1 uncovered, it was a drunken might when she was brought home by a married couple. Unfortunately, she found she liked what the husband could do, and each time the wife’s back was turned she as back at it. There is no use in my opinion for disloyalty or cheating. It makes my skin itch. However, Dastiano’s mother cried. He came to me,
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My assistant did not wish to relocate. Here we are.”
“You really don’t like cheaters, huh?”
“Nope.”
“You told me once your ex was with a stripper hut
then you
you said she was
with her father’s friend.”
“The lover his wife took? He was a stripper at an all–male revue. If Quentina fucked the husband, who fucked his wife, who fucked her lover, who was fucking everyone who put a one–note in his banana hammock, then she fucked a stripper. He was ground zero for the chlamydia. I killed him with great pleasure.”
“Oh.” She shifted on his lap, and he simply lifted her up and carried her to the bathroom.
He set her on the edge of the vanity smiling to himself. Helping her hack into her bra and t–shirt he hit his lip as if trying to quell his grin.
“What is so funny?”
“Nothing is funny,” he looked her in the eyes. “I’m simply very happy. I haven’t been this happy in an extraordinarily long time. It feels nice. This feels good, doesn’t it?” He used tissues to clean her up. “We can enjoy hot sex, normal conversation, be very open and honest with each other. I like this, Alcee. I like being with you,”
She met his smile and pursed her lips took a deep breath, “I like being with you too Torq
The smile which took over his face was going to remain etched in her memory until the day she died. She was sure of it
He kissed her softly
ly on the mouth. “Come. You can stay in my office a bit while the girls sign their agreements. Boss‘ orders.”
he swung her up in his arms and brought her to his office to redress, Alcee considered this might be the best workday she ever spent.
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