Page 192 of Ruthless Mogul


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“I want to fuck you on your desk—my cock pumping your sweet pussy and your ass full with my new gift.” He grips the back of my neck and presses my body down until my breasts touch the desk.

I gasp, stumbling on my heels, but he steadies me.

“Do you trust me?”

I’m thrown off by this new level of supreme alpha badassness. His dominance is my drug. I want him to stick his big, fat cock deep inside me while he explores my ass. And, by God, I don’t want to wait.

I drag my tongue across my lips, clenching my ass cheeks in anticipation. “Yes, I trust you.”

He kicks my feet apart.

His hands drift down to the hem of my skirt before lifting it and exposing me in the middle of my office.

I draw in a sharp breath when he yanks up the fabric to my waist. I shiver all over, trembling from the yearning skittering up and down my body.

His fingers find what they were looking for––my lace thong. He brushes his languorous fingers across my pussy.

“Fuck. Me. My beautiful wife’s pussy is dripping. My filthy, perfect wife.”

“You make me so wet, I can’t stand it.”

“Hearing that makes me even harder.”

Phoenix curls his fingers around the fabric of my thong and rips it apart, granting him full access to my needy pussy.

I gasp.

Dear God, this is kinky.

“I can smell your desire, kitten. You’re desperate for my big cock.”

Fuck, I’m getting off on this naughty play.“I am.”

I wiggle my ass against him as he holds me down, gyrating my hips like a bitch in heat.

He’s so hard, so mouth-wateringly hard.

I grunt.

“Patience, kitten.” His gruff voice rolls across my skin. “You’ll get my cock soon enough.” He lifts his body off mine, and already I miss his warmth. “Don’t move.”

“Okay.”

The hiss of Phoenix’s zipper sounds ten times louder in the quiet office. The cool air caresses my exposed, bare ass, but it does little to lessen the raging inferno burning inside me, the hammering beats of my heart, making me anticipate his touch—and his cock.

He caresses my ass cheeks and takes a deep breath.

When his finger rims my asshole, my body writhes on the desk.

“You’re not going anywhere, kitten.” He clamps his free hand against my back. “You’re about to find out what it’s like to be fucked with both your holes filled.”

A rush of juices floods my pussy, trickling down my thighs.

He grips my hips and pulls me down, lining my hipbones flush with the edge of the desk. He coats my asshole with lube. I welcome the cool sensation of the slick liquid.

Lining up his cockhead, he slides the tip between my pussy lips, teasing me mercilessly before delving into my slickness.

I hold my breath and close my eyes.