“That’s good,” Dom says, pleased. “I’m going to ram my cock inside your pretty little cunt and decorate your cervix with my cum.”
“I didn’t agree to sex,” I say in a husky voice.
He chuckles, but the sound lacks mirth.
“If I wanted this right now,” he licks around my opening, “I’d take it.”
I shudder, dazed from the intimate action and the weight of his declaration.
“You see, your virginity doesn’t belong to you anymore. It’s my property. But because I’m a reasonable man, I’ll grant you a short reprieve. And so there’s no miscommunication on your part, and to make myself perfectly clear, I’m going to fuck your tight cunt and enjoy every second of stretching it the fuck out.”
In the next instant, his mouth latches onto my clit, setting me on fire and disrupting my equilibrium. I release a throaty scream and fall back onto the desk, knocking his computer to the floor in my wild state. His rapidly moving tongue flicks back and forth, increasing the ferocity of the blaze. How can my Lord and Savior be opposed to something this amazing? The burning spreads, growing hotter and hotter to pool at my center. I thrash uncontrollably, unable to cease my wayward body. It’s coming. The inferno is nearing its peak—
“What the fuck is going on in here?” a man bellows.
I crane my neck and see two men standing in the middle of the room. The older man is dressed in an impeccable suit, similar to Dom’s. They’re almost the spitting image of each other, but his blond hair is a bit lighter, and he has a beard. He pins me with a death glare. The younger guy has a carefree aura about him, unlike the other gentleman who oozes ano-nonsense demeanor, reminding me of my father. His mop of curls matches twinkling brown eyes. He’s attired more casually in a hoodie and jeans. His lips pinch together, forming a thin line in an effort to contain laughter. I sit up and try to break away from Dom, but he won’t relinquish his grip on my thighs. I’ve never been so humiliated in my entire life.
“Go away, goddamn it. I’m busy,” he snarls.
I grab the file by my hip to protect my modesty since I’m on full display for these strange men to see. My vaginal fluids cover the lower half of Dom’s face, the evidence of our carnal activity glistening like diamonds. Even worse is the lone pubic hair attached to his top lip.
“Are you fucking kidding?” no-nonsense man snaps.
“Get the fuck out of here, Jensen!” he shouts. “And take Drew with you!”
Drew erupts into guffaws, losing the battle to keep his amusement at bay. “I’m sorry, but this is a classic moment.”
“Bringing a skank to your place of business is probably the dumbest thing you’ve ever done,” Jensen chides.
“Jesus, I’m not a damn child.”
“Your misconduct says otherwise,” Jensen counters.
“She’s an intern here.”
“Oh, well, then it’s perfectly okay,” he replies sarcastically.
I make a stressed, mewling noise. I’d be grateful if I vanished into a black hole right now.
“Spare me your fucking high-and-mighty attitude,” Dom says in irritation.
Jensen gives me a dirty look. “How old are you?”
“I’m—”
Dom cuts off my reply. “She’s legal.”
“How legal? She barely looks eighteen.”
“People will start to wonder where I am,” I say, hoping to end this compromising situation.
I breathe a sigh of relief when he lets me go, and I immediately jump to my feet.
“Nice ass.” Drew smirks.
“You’re asking for a beating,” Dom threatens.
I hurriedly make myself decent and bend down to retrieve my panties from the floor, but Dom snatches them up.
