“You’re hurt.”
“What the fuck did I tell you?” he growls, fisting my hair hard, tugging my head back. My pussy soaks my brand-new panties.
“Sit.” I do as he says, feeling his length thick and stone solid. My ass involuntarily rocks on it.
“See what your jealousy does to me? You have no idea how fucking hot that shit is. It’s pointless, but it’s hot as hell to see you worked up because I know what it feels like. I’m all yours, mi vida. This cock is only yours.” He lifts his hips up, jutting his length along my seam, turning me wild.
“What are you going to do about this?” I reach between us and stroke his length. “The doctor said to take it easy.”
“Fuck, I’m going to feed that pretty mouth of yours.”
I slide off his lap and onto the floor between his legs. Running my hands over his thighs and up to his crotch, I give it a squeeze before I undo his zipper, unleashing his thickness. It’s massive, swollen with a bead of precum leaking from the bulbous tip, waiting for my attention, so I tease him and glide my tongue over his length until I reach the liquid, lapping it up.
“Sebastian, I love your cock.” He growls, stuffing my face with it as I take him all the way down until my face brushes his tiny hairs. With my head bobbing up and down, I breathe through my nose. My cunt is gushing juices from the sounds coming from his throat.
“I’m going to nut. Suck my soul out, my sweet.” I do, swallowing his cum, not allowing a drop to fall from my mouth.
He hauls me up off my knees as I wipe my mouth. “Was that good?”
“Woman, you’re trying to kill me.” I shake my head and giggle.
“Not at all. I need you to live because who will make me come?”
“No one,” he snarls. “This pussy is mine.”
“I love when you’re jealous too.”
He yanks my yoga pants down and pushes my ass onto his desk. Slipping his head under the material, Sebastian moves between my legs to eat my pussy out while pumping two fingers into my tight hole. “Fuck, you’re soaked, my little cum slut. Do you like taking my load? Does it make you feel powerful, how easily you can own me?” His voice is husky and deep as he grunts against my mound.
“Yes, Sebastian. Yes.” My body belongs to this man.
“Tell me you need me,” he growls. My cunt flexes around his digits, answering without words, but he repeats his demand with a quick slap to my pussy lips.
“I can’t live without you.”
“That’s what I want to hear.” Sebastian rises up and stuffs his huge cock that’s still hard all the way inside me. We both groan as he dominates my body. “Everything I do is for you, mi amor.” His mouth is on mine as we fuck on his desk, rocking the heavy wood like it’s cheap corkboard.
Our orgasms rip through us. When he leans back, I see his wound is bleeding.
“Oh no, Sebastian. You were supposed to take it easy.”
“Well, then, let me get you in bed, and you can ride me,” he grunts, helping me off his desk. After we’re dressed, he opens the doors to his office and summons Cesar.
“The doctor is still waiting for you when you’re ready,” he says, and I bite back a laugh.
“What?” He’s not angry, only surprised.
“He figured you wouldn’t take his advice.”
I shrug and giggle. “Cesar’s got you there.”
“Well, send him in, and I’ll behave,” Sebastian tells Cesar. Cesar fights rolling his eyes while I outright scoff at him because I know he’s full of shit.
Behaving only lasts for a few hours because I ride his face and cock before the sun comes up, and then I finally tell him that we have to sleep.
Chapter Fourteen
Sebastian