“Do you think you can keep quiet?” I move in and out of her at a torturous rate.
“I’ll try my best,” she answers breathlessly. “Because I really want you to bend me over this desk, Mr. Kamado.”
“I’m at your mercy, Ms. Monroe.” I pull out of her and undo my tie, shoving it in her mouth to use as a gag.
A mischievous glint appears in her eyes when I reposition her so she’s pressed down on the desk.
Hiking her skirt up, I spank her ass hard and slam myself into her.
“Oh, fuck!” She lets out muffled screams as I continue to hammer into her.
Objects clatter to the ground and the desk moves forward, scraping against the hardwood floor. The sound of my balls slapping against her ass fills the room.
“Is this how you like to be fucked?” Reaching over, I yank her hair as I continue to slam into her with deep, hard thrusts.
The tie isn’t doing much to drown out her moans. Luckily the janitor is still is vacuuming.
How did I get so lucky to end up with a girl like her? She is perfect in every single way—smart, talented, beautiful. And behind closed doors, she’s got a wild side that still blows my mind.
“This is my fantasy as much as it is yours. I’ve been wanting to bend you over this desk since the moment I saw you again. Do you know how many times I’ve fisted my cock while I thought of you?” Grabbing her ass, I push myself even deeper, filling her up completely.
“Oh, fuck, Maddox!” she cries out. Her entire body trembles and her walls tighten around me as she unravels again and again.
“Fuck!” I grunt. My cock pulsates inside her and I fall forward, letting out a deep, guttural cry as I erupt.
I wish I could stay like this forever, but I reluctantly pull out of her and we get dressed.
Swooping down, I capture her lips with mine. “Did you enjoy that, Ms. Monroe?”
“I sure did, Mr. Kamado.” A seductive smile plays on her lips and she gives me a wink. “I’m not gonna be able to stop thinking about this.”
“Well, I fully plan on checking off every fantasy of yours.”
She laughs, and plants another kiss on my lips. “Oh, God, we made a mess in here.”
The smell of sex permeates the air, and evidence of what we just did is all over Veronica’s desk and floor.
There is only a Kleenex box in here, and we try our best to clean up, but it doesn’t do much.
“I’m gonna bribe the janitor to do a deep cleaning in here,” I say, scratching the back of my neck. “Come over after work?”
She nods, and I press a quick kiss to her lips before exitingthe room. I spot the janitor, and Annalise sneaks back to her desk while I distract him.
“Ms. Zhang’s office needs a deep cleaning. And if anyone asks, I left an hour ago.” I pull out a wad of hundred-dollar bills, placing it in his hands.
“Your secret is safe with me.” He gives me a curt nod and stuffs the money in his back pocket.
I’ve been dropping a lot of money lately to keep our relationship a secret and prevent people from talking, but it’s worth every penny.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
annalise
“Mi rosa, this dress is gorgeous!”Mom smiles proudly as she holds up the sage-green floral dress I just finished making.
“It has pockets, too!” I beam, showing her.
Over the last couple of weeks, I’ve been creating new designs for my line—dresses, blouses, and two-piece sets. I wanted to start off by doing a soft launch of my online store and selling a few pieces. I told my friends about the idea and they agreed to model my clothes, and Mazi is going to help with the photos.
