“Shh,” I whispered, pulling back to see her glassy blue eyes. “It’s after five. Which means work is over.”
Chelsea narrowed her eyes at me. “Too bad my boss is a hard-worker, and I have yet to finish writing?—”
“I’m your boss, Princess,” I said, turning her around on my lap with her back pressed over my chest. “Let me help you finish your work.”
“How?” she asked. A shiver rolled over her body when I spread her legs and slid down her panties. “T-this is how you’re going to help me?”
“Nuh-uh,” I said, pocketing her soaked lace and unzipping myself. “I always wanted to try cockwarming a pretty Princess. Now’s the perfect time to try it.”
She looked over her shoulder, her cheeks flushed. “What’s that?” Her voice was barely audible.
I smirked, tucking the hem of her skirt over her waist and playing with her sensitive clit. She arched her back, closing her legs.
“You don’t know what cockwarming is, pretty girl?” I purred in her ear, teasing her more.
She shook her head. I kissed her cheek and said darkly, “Let Daddy teach you.”
I made sure she was soaking wet before lining my cock against her slicked entrance. She whimpered when I pulled her down, my eyes taking in the erotic sight of her lips parting to take me inside her. She was still sore from last night, so I wanted to be gentle with her.
But the sadist part of me wanted to hear her scream. Tightening my hold on her hips, I slammed her down, filling her up in one full thrust.
She cried out, digging her nails into my thighs. I groaned in her ear, pressing her closer as the chair squeaked with the force of the thrust.
“Relax yourself, Princess,” I said, rubbing the pads of my fingers over her clit, applying little pressure and circling gently just how she liked it. I had learned that she loved getting her clit rubbed while getting fucked. It made her cum the hardest.
Her walls clamped around my entire length, making me hiss. As much as I wanted to pull out and top her from the bottom, I had another goal in mind.Cockwarming.
“Relax, Princess—there we go,” I said, gently running my hand down her thigh and fixing her blouse. She frowned, her eyes heady with lust. “Now, you’re going to be a good girl and finish your work for today.”
“B-but you’re—ah,” she moaned, leaning over to catch herself on the desk with my cock buried inside her. “You’re inside me.”
“And?” I said, pulling her up and opening her laptop that I had bought for her. It was hers, but I knew she wouldn’t take it unless I mentioned it was a work-laptop. My Princess was stubborn and still didn’t understand how much it turned me on to spoil her stupid. “Didn’t you say you had work to do?”
Her bottom lip jutted out as she looked at me. “But I-I… this ismean.”
I chuckled, her eyes widening as she clenched her fingers on the desk, her knuckles turning white. I loved how I could feel every inch of her moving every time I twitched inside her warmth.
“I’m cockwarming you, Princess,” I said, prying her fingers from the desk to the keyboard of her laptop. “The quicker you finish your work, the quicker you get fucked.”
“That’s cheating,” she whined, squirming on my lap. “I didn’t know what cockwarming meant, and you’re evil to?—”
I slapped her pussy. Her hips bucking over me as she let out a soundless moan. “Princess. If you don’t finish your work in the next forty minutes, you’re getting eaten out until I’m satisfied.”
She pursed her lips and started typing. I smirked, knowing that I’d never stop eating her out and keep her cumming until she said the safe word or passed out.
However, after the first few minutes, I realized how much of a bad idea it was. I loved fucking her, and not being able to move or thrust inside her was testing my patience.
Her breathing was increasing and her skin felt warm. Every time I twitched or jerked inside her, her breath hitched in her throat or she exhaled sharply. But my Princess never stopped working.
She was diligent. And very obedient.
It was boring.
I wanted her to brat out.
Maybe I was softening up for her and needed to act out.
“Princess,” I said, propping my chin on her shoulder.
