Rush (Breathless #1)(58)

“Gabe!” she gasped.

“Shhh,” he reprimanded. “Not a word. I have a plug I’m putting in your ass. You’ll wear it for the rest of the day, and before you go home, you’ll come to me so I can remove it. Tomorrow morning when you come into work, the very first thing you will do is present that pretty ass for me so I can put it back in. You’ll wear it the entire time you’re at work and only remove it at the end of the day. Each day I’ll go up a size until I’m satisfied that you can take my dick in your ass.”

He followed his words with the blunt end of the plug, pressing against her tight ring.

“Relax and breathe out, Mia,” he said. “Don’t make it harder than it needs to be.”

Easy for him to say. No one was bending him over shoving foreign objects up his ass.

Still, she sucked in her breath, let it out and tried to relax as best she could. As soon as she did, he shoved inward with one firm push. She gasped as she was instantly assailed by a burning sense of fullness. She squirmed and wiggled, but all she got was a smack on her ass for her efforts. And God that smack was overwhelming because it jarred the plug.

She heard him walk away. The sound of an opening cabinet. Then he was back again, his footsteps close. Her breath caught in her throat when she felt the tip of…leather?…slide across her ass in a sensual glide.

Then fire exploded over her ass and she yelped, bucking upward.

“Back down,” he ordered sharply. “Stay put, Mia. You take your punishment like a good girl and you’ll be rewarded.”

She squeezed her eyes shut and whimpered when he landed another blow with the crop. It had to be a crop. It snapped and felt like a belt, but it was small and didn’t cover much of her ass at one time.

A low moan escaped as he peppered her ass. The plug was making her insane. Stretched around it, the sting of the swats. It was turning her on and that infuriated her. She was so wet it would be a miracle if she weren’t dripping.

He paused a moment and then tugged lightly at the plug, pulling it barely out of her body before sending it back inside. She couldn’t remain still. It was driving her insane. She burned. She itched. It was like being on fire with no relief.

She braced herself for another swat but it never came. She heard the rasp of a zipper as it was being undone. Then rough hands on her legs, turning her over so her back was flush against the desk. Her legs hung over the edge and he gathered them, looping them over his arms as he positioned himself between her legs.

Oh my God. He was going to f**k her with that plug up her ass.

It was like having two cocks at once, and never in her wildest fantasies had she even gone there.

The blunt head of his dick pressed against her opening made smaller by the plug. He pushed, forcing his way inside her body.

“Touch yourself,” he said in a strained voice. “Use your fingers, Mia. Make it easier for me to take you. I want this to be good for you. I don’t want to hurt you.”

She reached down, sliding her fingers over her clit. God, it felt so good.

“That’s it,” he purred. “You’re taking me, baby. Keep touching yourself. Make it feel good.”

He pressed in halfway and then lunged forward, forcing himself the rest of the way in. She nearly came up off the desk and the cry lodged in her throat. She had to take her hand away because she nearly orgasmed on the spot. And she wanted this to last. She wanted to enjoy every second.

It was down and dirty, a race to completion. He f**ked her long and hard, riding her in a relentless, forceful rhythm that had her gasping with every breath.

“If you don’t hurry up I’m going to leave you behind,” he rasped out. “Get there, Mia. I don’t have long.”

She hurried to finger her clit again, pressing in and rotating in a tight circle. “Oh God, oh God,” she chanted.

“That’s it, baby. That’s it. I’m going to come all in you. The only thing better will be when I get to come inside that sweet ass.”

Those dirty, illicit words sent her hurtling right over the edge. Her back bowed and her other hand slapped the desk as she exploded around his c**k in a wet rush. Hot se**n splashed into her pu**y, making his entry easier. He f**ked her until his cream ran down to where the plug was firmly wedged in her ass. Sweat beaded his brow and exertion showed on his face. But when he opened his eyes, they glowed with primal heat.

For a long moment he stood there, looking down at her, pumping his hips against her ass. Then finally he pulled out, leaving her limp and sated on the desk.

“Fucking beautiful,” he growled. “My cum running down your ass. It’s dripping on the floor. Your pu**y is swollen and full of my cream. Just like it should be.”

Oh man she loved it when he talked dirty. She shuddered and her pu**y squeezed, forcing more of the liquid onto the floor.

“Jesus, Mia. You’re so f**king hot. I can’t wait to fill that ass with it.”

He lowered her legs and then reached for her arms, pulling her up so he could lift her down from the desk. His se**n slid down the insides of her legs the moment she stood, and she wobbled unsteadily as she tried to gain her footing.

“Go clean up,” he said huskily. “Leave the plug in until I take it out.”

On shaking legs, she went into his bathroom, the plug burning and arousing her all over again as she walked. The pressure was overwhelming and wonderful.