“Walk your ass over to my desk,” I said firmly, my voice dark and not giving an invitation for argument.
“What-” she started, but I cut her off.
“Now, Raelynn, I didn’t stutter.”
“Aren’t you worried you might get me pregnant?” She was ignoring my demand and behaving like a brat on purpose.
“I know every detail about you that’s ever been documented. Both medical and otherwise. I’m clean and you can’t get pregnant, now are you going to listen to me or am I going to be forced to make you do as I tell you?”
Her eyes narrowed as she realized how deeply my desire for her had driven me into obsessively gathering every morsel of information on her that I could. As much as I wanted her to fight meon my instructions, I grinned as she slowly rose to her feet, watching me as she walked over to my desk. She took a stance in front of it, placing her hands on her hips as she watched me rise from my chair.
“When I say you’re my girl, that doesn’t mean you get to argue with me, do you understand,” I said as I prowled toward her, daring her to continue arguing with me.
“Last I checked, I didn’t agree to that,” she quipped, tilting her head to look up at me as I stopped directly in front of her, pressing into her enough that she would be very aware of how hard I was getting for her.
Reaching up, I grabbed a fist full of her hair at the base of her skull, pulling her back and forcing her to arch herself into me as her neck continued to tip backwards.
“You agreed to that the second you spread those thick thighs for me, do you understand?”
She didn’t flinch at the force I was putting into pulling her hair, just continued to look up at me as she answered, “Yes, sir,” her submission making my cock throb painfully.
With her hair still wrapped around my fist, I crashed my mouth into hers, pushing her back into my desk as I dominated her mouth. As much as I enjoyed the sarcasm that came from listening to her talk, I loved her mouth so much more when it was against my own. She opened her mouth willingly to me, meeting my tongue with her own as her hands gripped my sides.
My free hand traveled down to her hip, gathering her dress up in my grip until bare skin finally came in contact with mine. Caressing the skin of her thigh, my hand drifted higher until it found the line of her delicate underwear waiting. I groaned against her, my need for her stronger than my resolve to put any thought into trying to wait to continue this after she was discharged.
I broke our kiss long enough to gather her dress in both hands and lift it above her head. She didn’t protest as I dropped it to the floor, leaving her in nothing but the black lace underwear she wore. Yet again, she was without a bra, not that I was complaining. Her supple breasts were heavy in my hands as I cupped them. Her breathing grew heavy as I played with her nipples, toying with them gently and rolling them between my fingers.
“I’m not going to make you be quiet this time, Rae. These walls can take any sound you want to make,” I said as I brought my mouth to her neck, kissing my way down her chest.
“Harder,” she moaned as I applied a little more pressure, pinching her sensitive peaks until she cried out in pleasure.
Her moans drove me crazy with the need to be buried deep inside her. I ground against her as she moaned again, arching herself into me and grabbing my shoulders as I lowered my mouth to her breasts, taking one nipple at a time and flicking my tongue over it, soothing the sting from how hard I had pinched them.
As my mouth continued to gently bite at her flesh, I let my hand drift down her stomach, dipping underneath the lace and feeling how wet she was for me.
“Fuck Raelynn,” I rasped out as I pushed two fingers inside her, rediscovering how tight she was.
“Daxton,” she breathed, running her hands down my biceps, caressing the firm muscle beneath her grip.
My name on her tongue broke what little resolve I was pretending to have. I spun her roughly around, pushing her hips into my desk as a crack of thunder sounded outside. The storm raged beyond the window directly behind my desk, the sky darker than it should be this early in the afternoon. That wasn’t the only view I wanted her to see in the glass.
I brought my head down level with hers, leaning against her shoulder as I wrapped my hands around her front. One going down to slip her panties to the side, the other gripping her left breast firmly, pulling her back against me.
“I want you to watch as I fuck you, and see if you ever question that you’re ‘my girl’ again,” I said against her ear, nipping at her lobe as she nodded. This girl was going to be the death of me, and I wouldn’t fight a single moment of it. “Brace your hands against the desk.” I resisted the urge to push her completely flat against the surface because I wanted her to watch me take her from behind.
I unzipped my jeans, my cock springing free into my awaiting hand as I fisted myself, pumping myself slowly while Iwatched her in the window. Her chest rose with every sharp breath as she maintained eye contact with me through the window, unable to see what I was doing behind her. The storm raging outside turned the glass into an almost perfect mirror as heavy rain assaulted the other side.
The view in front of me was sinful, the way the lace bands of her panties hugged her hips and emphasized the swell of her ass against me. With the fabric pushed to the side, I kicked her feet farther apart so I could run the tip of my cock up and down her folds, coating myself in her arousal.
“Keep your eyes open for me,” I instructed her as I slowly started pushing my length into her pussy. She bit her lip to keep from moaning as I started taking slow strokes, slowly filling her up each time I pushed into her until she was taking all of me. “Moan for me, Rae. I want to hear you.” I kept my eyes on her in the window, the storm still going strongly outside the glass, the dark skies making it so much easier to see her reflection. Lightning danced across the clouds as I seated myself fully in her, feeling her pussy clench tightly around me.
She released her lower lip on my command, and the sounds that came out had me losing control of the slow movements I was trying to maintain. I couldn’t be tame with her; I needed her more than I needed to breathe air in order to live. With her hands still braced on the surface of my desk, I gripped her hips with both of my hands as I pushed into her hard. Never in my life had Ibeen thankful for furniture being bolted to the floor until that moment, as I felt her hips hit the edge with each thrust.
I took her in as I pounded into her, watching how her full breasts bounced in the mirror, her mouth open as the most erotic sounds came from her lips. She never broke eye contact, no matter how roughly I fucked her against the desk, slamming my cock into her hard enough that her hips were going to bruise from how hard they hit the desk. She took every inch as I reached around with one of my hands, swirling her clit under my finger, making her pussy tighten around me as she started to cum for me.
The sound of her reaching her climax as she threw her head back against my chest was enough for me to fill her with my release with my final thrusts. I relaxed against her, brushing her hair over one of her shoulders to expose her flesh to me, and placed chaste kisses up her neck before grabbing her chin and tipping her mouth to mine. I kissed her like it was the last thing either of us would ever do in this life, with my cock still buried inside her.
Raelynn was a drug, and I was addicted. I meant it when I said she was mine; she’d come to realize it soon, too. I didn’t stake my claim idly; I was going to own her body, heart, and mind just like she was going to own me.
