“I’m going to bend you over my desk.” The fabric bunches around her hips, revealing the purple, lacy panties beneath hersheer black stockings. “I’m going to touch you the way you want me to touch you.” The backs of my knuckles ghost over her mons. “Then you can make that pretty little mind up about whether you want me to fuck you properly.”
I turn her so she’s facing the desk. Then, with my hand still in her hair, I slowly push her down until her upper body is resting on the mahogany wood grain. Her ass is in front of me, and her feet are firmly planted on the floor. I use my other hand to reach for the button beneath the top of my desk and press it. The quick-lock on the door turns into place across the room audibly.
“My office is locked,” I tell her. I look from her door to mine. “Is yours?”
“N-no,” she stutters, a little tremor running through her body.
“Shame,” I say. “Better hope no one walks in.”
I take my hand out of her hair and trail it down her back until I’m touching the bare skin of her ass.Fucking thong. Of course.I spread my fingers wide to feel the curve and weight of it. Her breathing grows faster and more erratic. I squeeze her ass just a little, but it’s enough to get a reaction from her. I watch as one of her feet kicks up, and it’s the cutest goddamn thing I’ve ever seen.
“These are in the way,” I say with a sigh, tugging at her stockings. “Were they expensive?”
“I-I got them at Target?—”
“Perfect.”
I hook my nail on the seam and follow it down to the small gusset over her lips. She squirms at that first bit of contact even though it’s barely more than a graze. I get a good grip with my finger, and tug. It rips exactly how I want it to, so I grab it with my hand and pull a little more.
A hole forms over her upper thighs and pussy. It feels like I’m being tested with patience I do not want to have, but can’t helpbut deliver. Rushing wouldn’t be good for either of us, and I want to enjoy this.
“Tell me to stop if you’re not sure,” I say, my hand stopping for just a second.
She doesn’t hesitate this time. “Don’t.”
“Don’t what, princess?” I say, biting back a grin. I know exactly what she’s saying. I just want to hear her say it. “Don’t stop? Don’t keep touching me? Don’t ruin my cheap little tights any further? Don’t?—”
“Don’t stop,” she rasps. “Don’t stop, please. Please.”
“There we go,” I chuckle, hooking my finger in the line of her thong.Fuck, it’s soaked.She’s so fucking wet for me.I pull it to the side, nearly grunting at the sight of her slick and glistening. I brush over her lips and she squirms, letting out another little moan from her mouth. “Is that what you wanted?”
“Yes. More.”
“You were so polite before. What happened to your manners?”
“Fuckyou, Anthony?—”
I take my hand away. She whines.
“Try again,” I say, my voice stern, cold, and demanding.
“More. Please.”
I smirk, giving her more attention this time. When I bring my hand back, I slide it along her slit until I find her clit. My fingers move in slow circles, and I use just enough pressure to make her moan and wiggle. I use my free hand to push down on her upper back and keep her in place.
“You’re going to come for me,” I tell her. I grab the fabric of her blouse in a fist, increase my speed and pressure. I want to see what gets her hot. “And then you’re going to thank me. Understand?”
“Yes. Yes, okay. Thank you?—”
“Not yet,” I chastise, taking my fingers away from her clit and pat her lips instead. It’s a mocking tap that threatens more, but doesn’t hurt. “After. I know it’s hard to think right now, but you’ve got to pay attention.”
“Okay. After.”
“Good girl,” I praise, turning my hand palm down and letting my fingers move toward her entrance. She gasps when I find it, then again as I slip one in, testing the resistance. There’snone. “Christ, you’re so ready for me already.”
“In a…in a bad way?” she asks.
“What? Fuck no,” I laugh, sliding my finger back out before pushing in with two this time. There’s slightly more resistance as her muscles flutter around the intrusion. “Never in a bad way. Christ, you’resoaked, April. All this from just a little touching and a few dirty words?”
