Page 163 of Resurgent

“She is beautiful.”

He pushes deeper this time, and I squeeze his base as I suck.

“Gods—” he says, and I don’t miss the groan he’s trying to cover. “You will never even compare to how perfect she is for me.”

This time, it’s my own movement taking him fast and deep into my throat repeatedly, sucking with hollowed cheeks as I try to keep from hitting my head on the underside of his desk.

“But—"

“Get the fuck out of my office, now,” he barks, as his second hand wraps in my hair as I keep working him.

The second the door clicks shut, he’s sliding me out and pulling me to my feet.

“Lock the door and lay down on the desk,” he orders.

“Yes, Sir.”

“You and that mouth,” he admires as I rush across the room to do as I’m told.

The second my back is flat against the cold desk, he lifts my legs into the air.

“Bend your knees and hold your ankles up by your head. Don’t let go.”

Eagerly, I do as I’m told, my legs spread wide and leaving me on full display.

“Oh, now you want to be a good girl, huh?” he asks, his thumb pressing circles on my clit as he strokes himself.

“Yes, Sir,” I repeat, breathier this time.

“I was going to reward you for being a good girl by fucking your pussy hard,” he says, sliding his tip into me and making me moan. “But you just couldn’t behave, could you?”

“Please, yes!” I plead as he pulls out, my body betraying how needy I am as my arousal drips out and down to my ass.

Continuing to work my clit, he clicks his tongue, his voice growing less restrained. “Oh, I want to fuck you, Seiri. Not even the Gods could keep me from doing that now, but this isn’t what I had in mind,” he says, thrusting back into me hard before pulling out, and sliding his cock down the same wet path until he’s pressing against my asshole.

“Have you been using your plugs like I’ve told you to?”

“Y-yes,” I stutter, nervous but eager.

“Do you want this?”

“Yes, Sir.”

“I’m serious, Annalise. If it’s too much, I’ll wait.”

“Don’t you dare,” I say, releasing my ankle and reaching to stroke him.

A loud clap echoes around the room as my ass cheek stings.

“I told you not to let go,” he says, thrusting into my pussy punishingly.

“Gods—Yes!” I scream between moans.

He stops, pulling out immediately and moving his dripping cock back to my ass.

“Are you ready?”

“Yes!” I groan impatiently.