Dirty Deeds (An Office Romance #2)(6)

The action itself wasn’t like in the movies, he didn’t sweep his arm across the desk, throwing everything to the floor in one swift movement. No, instead he just set me in front of the desk and bent me over. His hand pressed firmly against my lower back while I tried to stand on my tip toes to give him a glorious view of my *.

Time stood still for merely a second and then Ryan was on me, his hands grasping at my dress harshly, so hard I was afraid he might rip it. Instead he grabbed the fabric and shoved it up over my ass. Cold air fell against my bare skin causing a shiver to run down my spine.

“You’re drenched... “ His husky voice was filled with so much desire and lust that I was certain he was going to take me at any second, and I was ready, more than f*cking ready. He fingered me through my panties, causing the air in my chest to stall. Oh how my * throbbed, begging to be f*cked by Ryan Nelson. Would he be as good as the magazines claimed?

“Only for you, Mr. Nelson.” I purred over my shoulder meeting his rich brown eyes in a heated stare. His tongue slipped out over his lips and he looked like he was ready to devour me.

“I promise next time I’ll take my time with you but right now I can’t. I want you too badly, so grab ahold of something and hold on, because I’m about to f*ck you so hard you’ll feel me in the back of your throat.” My lips parted and a sigh slipped through them just as he shoved my lace thong to the side and slammed into me, all the way to the hilt, his balls slapped against my clit loudly. I could feel nothing but delicious fullness as he pulled all the way out, only to slam back into me with much more intensity than before.

“Fuuuuccckkkk….” I barely got the word out as my nails dug into the edge of the desk beneath my hands. Ryan was in me, on me, and in every single beat of my heart. I didn’t know the man from Adam but I wanted to, God did I ever.

“Have you been a bad girl, Chloe?” Ryan questioned his voice turning dirty. Before I could answer he had his hand in my hair fisting my strawberry blonde ponytail tightly. Every time his cock entered me, he would tug my hair just a little bit causing sharp stings of pleasure and pain to coat my insides.

“Very bad.” I answered him, trying to push back against his cock. Wanting more, so much f*cking more. He rewarded me with a sharp slap to the ass. The sear of pain against my skin radiated through me and mixed with the euphoric pleasure that filled my womb.

“Oh no you don’t…” Ryan teased, pulling his cock all the way out, and placing just the head at the entrance of my *. A whimper left my lips as my eyes darted over my shoulder begging him for more with nothing but a single, smoldering look.

“Please… I promise I’ll be good.” I lied, knowing that would never be possible. Good girls don't do these kind of things. A chuckle erupted from his chest and before I could react to the noise he was inside of me again, his hand weaving around to the front of me and into my panties where he honed in on my clit. His fingers were merciless against the tiny bud. The steady rhythm of his fingers as it worked around my clit and the deep strokes of his massive cock was almost too much to take.

I could feel the friction between our bodies growing with every thrust deeper inside my wetness.

“Cum all over my cock, Chloe. I want to feel your tight walls grip my cock. I want you to take all eight inches of me, milk me. Take from me what you want.” I had never been with someone so vocal before, and I never thought I would like it so much but just hearing him say such dirty things to me was making me hotter than I ever had been before.

I wanted his cock, and the pleasure and pain he could only give me. I gripped the edge of the desk tightly pushing back against him meeting him thrust for thrust.

Seconds later a zing of pleasure coursed through my body, his massive cock hitting that one amazing spot deep inside me over and over again. With one last slam against his cock I came, falling apart into a million tiny pieces. My * clenches and my muscles tighten as I hold on for dear life while Ryan pounds his release into me. The slap of our skin against each other's was the only thing I could hear.

“Ahhhh…” A deep moan escaped from Ryan as his fingers dig deeper into my skin. I was on cloud nine and my orgasm still burned through my veins even as Ryan came, his hot semen filling my cunt to the brim. A fullness I had never felt before filled my belly and I wondered why? I have had plenty of sex with men, and even some women and not once did I experience this pleasure, the pleasure of euphoric peace.

“Fuck… Fuck… Fuck… “ He growled. “This is bad.” Ryan muttered under his breath as he placed a soft kiss against my ass cheek before allowing me to fix my panties and right my dress back into place. The deep ugly feeling of disappointment started to settle into my bones. Yes the sex was good, and being f*cked by this man was even better, but screwing your boss and knowing you had to see him the next day, yeah that was f*cked up.

We were both f*cked up.

“Uhh… I agree.” My voice was meek, soft, and didn’t match the demeanor of the woman I was just moments ago. I fixed my dress and smoothed down my hair. I needed to get out of this room and away from this man before I make another mistake.

Placing each foot in front of the other, I took a step in the direction of the door, my legs wobbled from the pleasure I had just endured, but I pushed on knowing yes, I desperately needed this job but I couldn’t handle this right now. I needed some time away from Ryan and to figure out what was going to happen and he seemed to feel the same way based off of what he had just said.