“Oh, fuck,” he moans. “That’s it, baby. Keep going. Just like that.”
His cock becomes so hard in my mouth. I know he’s about to come.
And he does.
I catch most of his cum in my mouth. But there’s just so much, I can’t catch it all.
Cum’s everywhere—in my mouth, on the floor, on his pants.
Will grabs my dark hair and pulls me up to a standing position.
He kisses me hard once again.
His cock rubs against the outside of my skirt, getting cum on it like everything else.
Will steps out of his pants and boxers and moves toward the desk. His left hand grabs my right hand, keeping him as close to me as he can. His right hand scoops everything but the phone and the laptop on the other end off the desk.
“Remember how I told you how many women I’ve fucked on this desk?” he asks and shoves me onto it.
“Yes.”
“Now it’s your turn.”
He unzips the zipper on the side of my skirt.
He jerks my skirt off me, and then my lacy bikini panties. He stands over me, looking down with that shit-eating grin.
“I’m going to fuck you till you can’t stand to be fucked anymore.”
“I’ll believe it when I see it,” I say.
I’m always up for a good challenge.
“You fucking asked for it,” he says, still grinning.
He bends over me and grabs my hands to hold me down. He kisses my neck. Then, he moves down to my bra and kisses my breasts through it.
I can feel how wet I am between my legs.
“You can undo the front clasp.”
I want him to release my tits. I want to feel his tongue move around them.
My round breasts pop out at him. He kisses them until my nipples are so hard that they ache.
“You’re as horny as I am,” he comments. Will grabs the phone and uses the cord to wrap my wrist. “I’m going to punish you for it, Kat.”
I’m not sure what he’s up to, but I’m sure it’s not something I want to know.
“Call Paxton back,” he says, binding my wrists with the phone cord.
“Paxton? Please. I sealed that deal…and if you haven’t noticed, we’re a little occupied,” I say.
I try to sit up but realize that’s hard to do when your hands are tied above your head by a phone cord. Will dials Mr. Paxton’s number. While the phone rings, he continues kissing down my body.
He kisses my stomach until he reaches between my legs. He kisses the inside of each of my thigh
s. The tingly feeling returns to the point where I throb because I’m so aroused.