He neededsomethingfrom me, for sure, but I didn’t think fucking him would fix whatever the hell had gone wrong. I slid my hands up his strong arms and cupped his biceps, massaging the muscles. I loved touching him this way, and keeping him close while forcing him to be still helped me think. “What happened? Did you end up getting fired?” Guilt bit at me as my heart hammered faster.
Flynn’s mouth twisted down and to the side and his arms tensed under my hands. “Not exactly, but I want you to—”
“Make you feel like you belong to me? Like you’re wanted somewhere?” I murmured. “Because those things are already true, and if you’re not feeling okay, I can tell you they’re true. You don’t have to do anything for me while you’re feeling bad.” I brought him into a hug, and he shivered, grinding his cock against my hip.
“Please, Sir.”
Excitement writhed through me and had me exhaling a harsh breath. “You are mine, Flynn. I’m going to fuck you on that desk, and then when I’m done, you’re telling me what happened. Do you understand?”
“Yes, Sir,” he whispered, and I shoved him across the room, not holding back. We knocked over a pile of books on our way to the desk, and I wasn’t gentle at all as I opened his belt and tugged down the zipper on his pants. He stumbled and had to catch his balance, but then I pushed him, and he ended up sprawled over his desk on his back. The beat-up furniture squeaked. His shoes had to go, so I pulled them off, then yanked his pants and underwear down. I took the time to drink in the sight of his hard cock surrounded by a trimmed patch of salt-and-pepper curls. I hated the expression on his face, like maybe he was worried he’d made the wrong choices.
“You’re a wet dream, Flynn. You’re my bitch. I want to put my cum on every inch of you. You’re mine.” He closed his eyes and relaxed back, but I grabbed his hips, and he got the idea and turned so he had his feet firmly on the floor and his ass thrust high in the air. I swore and went through my pockets. I hadn’t planned this. “Don’t move.”
I went to where I’d dumped my backpack when I’d walked in and dug through the front pocket, letting out a relieved sigh when I found the condom and lube packets I’d stashed in there. I tugged one of each out and went back to Flynn’s mouthwatering, quivering body.
“Beautiful,” I said and unzipped. He pushed his naked ass higher into the air, and I leaned down and kissed across one muscled cheek, then moved on to the other. He let out a sigh and we didn’t talk as I slicked up my fingers and slid them into his tight hole. He grunted and fucked back to meet me, and as always, I loved how eager he was to have me inside him.
“That is so good,” I murmured.
He nodded. “I want to be good for you.”
“Oh, Rookie,” I whispered and went exploring for his prostate. That magic spot wasn’t too deep in, and I dragged my fingers across it until he was shaking against the desk and panting. I couldn’t wait anymore and eased my fingers out of him. Using my teeth to tear open the condom made this all feel more urgent, and I fumbled left-handed to suit up my aching cock, then slathered what was left of the lube on my dick.
“I’m going to show you how much I want you, and then you’re telling me what’s wrong, okay?”
He nodded but pushed back against me, and I wasted no more time, simply fucked into him the way he clearly wanted. The squeeze and heat made me hiss as pleasure raced from my cockhead down through my shaft. He moaned and moved, and I didn’t fuck him so much as stand still and let him use me like his personal toy. He worked his hips and gasped, and when he turned back to look at me, I nodded at him, letting him know I was loving the tight squeeze of his body around me as I massaged my hands over his shoulders and along his spine. He shuddered when I smiled at him, and he went back to work, shifting and shaking.
“Are you going to come, Rookie? Are you going to use me to get off?”
He nodded and his breath came faster.
“Am I yours? Do I give you what you want and need?”
“Yes, Sir,” he whispered, but it was loud in the room. “Yes, please, Sir, please.”
That was all I’d been waiting for—him to get close to blowing his load. I grabbed his shoulders, not trying to be careful, and held him still while I slid my cock deep into him and ground against his ass muscles. It didn’t take me long to find the spot that had him whimpering, and sweat beaded on his skin and slid in small droplets along his ribs to dot the desk under him.
“What’s going to make you mine, huh?” I asked, closing my eyes against the pleasure powering through my body. “Is it coming on my cock? Staying at my side on your knees? Is it me licking every inch of your body? What’s going to make you belong to me? Answer. Me,” I demanded, pumping my hips harder. “Tell me.”
“Sir, any of it, Sir. As long as I’m the one you want. As long as you’re keeping me and this isn’t a lie and it’s all worth it.”
I slowed but then picked up my pace. “I wouldn’t lie to you about this.” I pounded into his body, trying to hit the angle that had all those manly fucking moans and whines pouring from his mouth. He tensed under me and his hands splayed flat on the desk.Fucking perfect.He gasped. I wasn’t jerking him off, and he didn’t tug his own cock. I’d never felt this fucking good about myself as his asshole fluttered around my body and he threw his head back far enough that I could see his flushed cheeks.
“Sir, I’m there. I’m there,” he panted out, and I didn’t stop, just fucked him through it. He groaned and rested his forehead on the desk.
I stopped and flipped him over so I could see the cum on his cock, then put his legs on my shoulders and slid back into him. He sighed and stared up at me. A strange, emotional joy rushed through me, and I leaned forward, bending him far enough to kiss him. I pounded into his ass with enough force the desk rattled, and didn’t slow down until I dumped my load into the condom while my body went white-hot. Sparks danced behind my closed eyelids. I panted and ate at his lips.
“Next time I want to put my cum in you and have it stay there the rest of the day.”
Flynn laughed and dropped his head back, staring at the ceiling. He looked amazing with his face and chest pink and a smile dipping into his cheeks.
“Now, tell me what the fuck happened. I’m here for you.” I kissed him and pushed as deeply into his body as I could. “I don’t know any more ways to show you that you’re mine in this office.”
His eyes darkened. “But you know other ones that we could do somewhere else?”
The ownership and elation that flooded my chest with light, happy excitement made it difficult to be dignified, but I managed to nod. “Absolutely. So many things, and I want to do them all with you,” I whispered against his lips, then kissed him again.
He groaned and locked his strong legs around my lower back. I didn’t want to pull out, but did, and I helped him to carefully sit up on the desk. He winced, and after I dumped the condom in the trash can beside the desk, I ran my hands over his back and lower down to where I found some tight muscles. He rested his cheek against my shoulder as I tried to rub away the tension I’d caused.
