It’s a view I always enjoy—her fat ass rounded and presented to me like a gift.
Putting down the knife, I hold her in place and stroke my cock a few times ’til I’m bringing myself up against her entrance.
She’s slick and dripping, and there’s instant electric pleasure as soon as I slam into her. I do it in a single thrust, hips driving forward and cock burying itself.
Her spine arches and she screams against the tape. But I’m encompassed by heat and tight pulsing, and I don’t give a single fuck.
She feels too good to stop now.
Hand clamped over her shoulder and another on her hip, I waste no time fucking her. From the start it’s a fast and brutal pace as I slam into her and then pull out enough to do it all over again.
Right away, our bodies are colliding, filling up the office with an assortment of sounds.
Her muffled screams and protests. My heavy grunts and pants. The scrape of the desk on the floorboards from every hard thrust, and even the slap of her breasts as they bounce.
The pleasure comes hot and all-consuming, burning me up from the inside. It travels up my shaft and then spreads through the rest of my body ’til sweat breaks out on my skin.
I fuck her pussy, reveling in how she ripples around me. How she clenches down as if begging for more. Even how she floods me with her slick juices.
“That’s right, princess,” I shout, stroking deeper and deeper, not stopping ’til I’m bottoming out. “Take this fucking dick like a champ! Like the filthy little slut you are!”
If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear she moans from behind the duct tape.
Her eyes have fluttered shut. Her body’s tensed up against mine, spine bowed and ass pushed out.
She lets me fuck her hard and fast, and she simply can’t bring herself to fight against it anymore.
I keep a hold on her shoulders, making sure she’s pushed down even further against my desk, and then sneak the thumb from my other hand to her asshole.
We’ve only toyed with it a couple times. But I’m still too caught up in the betrayal to give a fuck. Too pissed off to even care as I circle the little puckered hole and then push it inside her.
That earns another sharp, muffled scream out of her.
She arches back up against me, startled by the sudden thumb up her ass.
But that’s the thing—it’snota pained scream. Not even the tape can disguise how guttural and lusty it sounds.
Like a fucking cat in heat needing relief.
“You like that, don’t you?” I ask breathlessly, hips bucking against her. My thumb lodged deep in her ass, as my cock’s even deeper in her pussy. “You know what, princess? I think it might be time. Tonight’s the night.”
She understands right away what I mean and starts squirming against me.
You’d think she’s about to be slaughtered the way she jerks and struggles. But it’s still no use as my grip tightens on her shoulder and I pin her down against the desk. Sweat drips off me as I groan at how tight and hot her pussy feels.
Every time she struggles, it’s like she doesn’t realize her pussy does the same. The ripples deepen. The kneading effects feel fucking fantastic around my cock.
I’m almost regretful when I force myself to pull out.
My cock’s twitching in its own form of protest. I’m so damn on edge, I could probably fist myself a few more times and come right now. Jet out thick streams of cum that have built up as much as my rage has.
But even as I heave ragged breaths into my lungs and arousal pulses through me, I know we’re not done yet.
I’m slicked in herjuices, but I add some of my own too. I spit on my cock, spreading the saliva around with my fist.
“This is about to be unpleasant, princess,” I warn. “I’d planned to ease you into it over time. Back when I was easy on you. Before I discovered what a dirty little liar you are. So, as far as I’m concerned, you deserve every moment of this.”
I rub the tip of my cock against the tiny hole. She’s gone still, arched up against me as if unsure what else to do. I let another gob of spit trickle onto my head, then use it to begin slicking myself inside.
