“Did you think I wouldn’t notice the bun and glasses you’ve added to your naughty little outfit, cherry?”
Oh right. I might have done that too…
Nash hooked his finger in the neck and pulled me closer until we were toe to toe. “I think you wanted me to lose control. To throw out your rules and fuck you right here in the office.” His other hand slipped beneath the hem of my skirt. “I bet you are soaked from thinking about it all day.” He slid it up my leg until he brushed the wet center of my panties. “Fucking drenched,” he groaned. “Is it being bad at the office that’s got you worked up, baby? Or is it the knowledge that we could be caught that’s making you hot?”
That’s when I remembered the unlocked door. Oh, shit. I started to back away, but Nash fisted the front of my top and cupped my pussy, making me moan and stay rooted to my spot.
“It doesn’t matter, cherry. Either way, I’m going to give you what this little get up is begging for.” Nash’s mouth crashed down on mine as his hands went to my waist and hoisted me onto the top of his desk. He shoved up my skirt and yanked me forward so his growing hard-on was pressed into the apex of my thighs. When he pulled back, I was in a daze, my focus completely riveted on his dark, lust-filled face. He took the glasses off of my face and tossed them…somewhere. Then he pulled the pins from my hair, letting it tumble free. “You are so fucking gorgeous.”
He dragged my sweater down my arms and off before dropping it to the floor. Then he pressed a palm between my breasts and gently pushed me down until my back hit the glass. Both hands cupped my breasts and his thumbs teased my nipples into hard points. I stifled a moan, only to cry out when he pinched them hard enough to sting. “I’m going to give you what you want, cherry. But, we’re going to do it my way. I believe I’ve already explained that to you.”
I’d already agreed to letting him call the shots in bed, but I was still a little wary of what that meant. Despite the fact that it made me hot as hell. His eyes narrowed as he waited for my agreement. “Alright. Your way.”
He smiled with a mixture of triumph and wicked intention. “Very good, baby.” Nash bent down and licked the shell of my left ear, then whispered, “I want to hear every sound, cherry. Don’t muffle your passion. I don’t give a fuck who hears you.” He pinched my nipples again, making me whimper and rub my damp center against the bulge of his cock, searching for some relief. He snapped his hips back and snarled, “You’re just asking to be spanked, baby.” My eyes widened but he didn’t notice, his focus now on lowering the straps of my top and leaving a trail of soft kisses over my shoulders.
Eventually, he straightened and encouraged me to raise my arms before lifting me slightly in order to take it off over my head. He popped the front clasp on my bra and pushed the cups to the side so my breasts spilled free. Once again, my arms went up so he could draw the lacy garment off of me. Then, before I could lower my arms, he took hold of my wrists and bound them in the silky fabric of my top. “Keep them here,” he demanded.
I wasn’t sure whether to be turned on or freaked out, but I didn’t have much time to consider it before I was thoroughly distracted. Nash’s hot, wet mouth closed over the tip of my breast and he sucked hard, sending tingles straight to my pussy. My first instinct was to choke down my moans, but I wasn’t ready to find out what Nash’s response would be if I disobeyed. So, I shoved away my fear and got lost in Nash. He nibbled on the peak for a minute before giving attention to the other.
Then his tongue circled each globe before traveling down the valley between, all the way to my belly button. I hadn’t even realized his hands had worked my underwear down until his head disappeared and I felt his hot breath on my pussy, right before he licked up the center and pulled my clit into his mouth. “Oh, shit!” My legs automatically started to wrap around his head, but he forced them open and lightly slapped my pussy. “Ah!” I cried out in shock. A little because he’d done it, but mostly surprised that it had almost made me orgasm.
Nash sucked and licked at my lips, speared his tongue inside, and laved my clit repeatedly. But, every time I was about to fall off the cliff, he pulled back, finally making me scream in frustration.
Chapter Eight
Nash
I grinned wickedly when Aubrey shrieked, angry at my refusal to let her come. But, I was intent on teaching her a lesson. She’d tortured me for days with her sexy little body. I’d been determined to wait until she broke, but I hadn’t expected her to do it in such a passive-aggressive way.
When she’d shown up this morning in the naughty librarian get-up, I almost fucked her against the wall by her desk, where anyone could have walked in and seen us. The thought of anyone but me seeing her like that sobered me immediately and I managed to keep myself under control. However, by the time lunch rolled around, I was done. She wanted me to force her to give in so she wouldn’t have to admit to breaking her own rules. I was willing to go along with that, but she was going to have to endure a little payback.
I ate her pussy until she was on the brink again, then pulled away and stood up. Her eyes were shooting daggers at me and I responded with a smirk. I’m pretty sure that if she wasn’t restrained, she would have slapped me.
“Turnabout is fair play, baby,” I purred. “You tortured me all day.”
I unbuckled my belt and lowered the zipper of my slacks, almost sighing in relief at the release of pressure. My cock was so hard it was painful to remove it from the confines of my pants. Aubrey’s amber eyes were glued to my shaft. They were glowing, making them look like swirling pools of honey.
Grabbing her hips, I shifted her into position, then yanked her down as I thrust forward, impaling her completely until the tip of my dick was bumping her cervix. I watched my cock disappear and reappear as I drove in and out. Her cream coated my member and it reminded me of my goal. Aubrey was writhing on the desktop, her cries of pleasure loud and unrestrained. Suddenly, I lifted her up and collapsed back in my chair, putting her arms around my neck. “Ride me, cherry.”
She seemed dazed but was coherent enough to obey. She began to bounce on my cock, her head dropping back. “Yes! Yes! Yes!”
“Oh, yeah. Fuck, that’s it, baby.” I grabbed her waist to plunge her down roughly just as I bucked up. “Yes! Ride me hard, cherry. Fuck, yes!” Aubrey was nearing the precipice and she looked so fucking gorgeous with her tits swaying, her bare pussy swallowing my cock and her face twisted with passion, I wanted to see her come, just like that. “Come, cherry.” I reached between us and pinched her clit, sending her flying, her scream bouncing off the walls. It took everything I had not to follow her, but I wasn’t done. Before she could even catch her breath, I was urging her up again, bringing her right to the peak. Then I stopped suddenly, quickly removing her arms from my neck as I stood up and pulled out. I spun her around and reached around to cup her tits. She was shaking, her legs rubbing restlessly, begging for release. Her bound hands were in front of her and I spied them slipping between her legs. I grabbed them and put them on the surface in front of her. “Oh, cherry, you just couldn’t resist pushing me, could you?” I placed a hand at her back and bent her over the desk with her arms outstretched and her ass in the air.
“Grab the edge of the desk, cherry.” Her hands curled around the glass as she watched me over her shoulder with wide eyes. She knew she was in trouble and her eyes grew at the hungry, dark expression I knew was on my face. With a hand between her should blades, I pressed her down flat onto the desktop. “Don’t let go or I won’t let you come again.” She mewled with a cute pout and curled her fingers around the edge.
“I warned you that disobeying would get you an ass that matches your nickname.” I kept my steady gaze locked with hers as I raised a hand and brought it down on one of her white cheeks with a resounding slap. Aubrey jumped, and her jaw fell as she stared at me in shock. She blinked in quick succession, her expression confused as she struggled to decide whether she should be outraged. But, what got my attention was the
flush of desire that engulfed her face and the shiver that raced down her spine. I spanked her other ass cheek and got the same reaction.
“Damn,” I grunted, “Seeing my mark on your ass is sexy as fuck.” I slapped each tight globe again and my cock leaked cum practically weeping to get inside her. I looked at her face and smiled when I saw that the indecision had fled from her eyes. It had been replaced by a heavy dose of lust and desperate need. “I’m not so sure this is an adequate punishment if it’s turning you on, cherry,” I teased with a faux scowl as my hands caressed her pink ass.
She shimmied her hips, pressing her bottom into my hands. “Does it really matter?” she challenged.
I chuckled and squeezed her ass cheeks before admitting, “Not a damn bit.” My palm came down once more, leaving another red handprint and my cock refused to be ignored any more. At that point, all finesse went out the fucking window. I slammed into Aubrey over and over, one hand gripping her hip and the other alternating between spanking and caressing the reddened skin of her ass. The room was ringing with the sounds of our skin slapping together, our panting breaths, and a chorus of moans and cries of passion. The closer Aubrey got, the louder she was and that in turn fueled my own burning need.
“Aah! Aah! Oh, Nash! Yes!”