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His thrusts never slowed. He mounted me like a wild animal, and I came like one, writhing and pleading for mercy beneath him as he fucked me.
I didn’t know how many times I came, I just knew that it was a lot. Far more than I’d ever come in my life.
I came so many times that I started begging him to come with me.
On the verge of passing out, I begged.
“Please. Please come with me, sir.”
My eyes watered as my muscles throbbed with sensation, every nerve in my body in overdrive, firing over and over again, and I worried I would soon cry. His pace quickened, and his grip on my hips tightened as he thrust into me with the feral speed of a lion in heat.
Then he roared, and the searing heat of his seed bursting into me burned me from the inside out. I keened, the feeling of it forcing me into one final climax.
I broke with that last orgasm. My vision blurred, and I closed my eyes, just losing myself to the soaring sensation of it all until the world collapsed around me.
It was glorious.
When it was over, my whole body pulsed with painfully delicious euphoria.
“Do you feel like a well-punished little thief?” he purred, and my head lolled to the side as he slowly pulled out of me and gathered me in his arms.
“Yes, sir,” I breathed, and I curled up in his lap. For a long time, he held me, and I allowed myself to enjoy his warm embrace as my head slowly came back down from the clouds.
“Good.”
When I was finally feeling like myself again, at least as much as I was able, I shifted in his arms.
“I should get home. It’s late,” I whispered.
“Not yet, little one. I’m enjoying myself.” he replied, his arms tightening ever so slightly, as if he was reluctant to let me go.
The minutes turned into hours, and I had long ago settled more comfortably in his lap, like I lived there now.
Finally, with a lingering glance, I stood up, disentangling myself from his lap. “I should really go now,” I said softly, the reluctance evident in my voice. I disentangled my panties from the one ankle they’d ended up on and arranged my skirt down as best as I could, thankful that it was long enough to hide my scalded backside and my torn tights. Once I was presentable, I looked up to see that he was watching me.
“Until next time,” he said, the words carrying a subtle promise that made my core spiral with heat even after what he’d already put me through. He stood up and walked me out of his office into the shop, all the way to the front door before he grasped my upper arm and pulled me back against him.
He gazed back at me, a small smile on his face. “I will be seeing you again in the morning, won’t I?”
“Yes,” I blushed.
“I will expect you bright and early, my little thief. I wouldn’t want to have to punish you again tomorrow,” he whispered, and a lightning bolt of pleasure pierced right through me at the prospect of his touch on me once again.
“I’ll be here,” I grinned, and I turned out the door and in the direction of home. As I walked, I looked back over my shoulder to see him watching me. A billowing wave of warmth passed through me.
I didn’t really know what to make of the two of us. Were we a thing now? Was there the possibility of something more between us other than just boss and employee?
When I finally reached home, I walked through my front door with my heart high and my hopes even higher.
But then they all came crashing down.
Lying there on the living room floor was my grandmother. In any other place, she would have looked peaceful, like she was just resting and waiting for me to get home, but the closer I looked, the more I came to realize that something was very wrong.
I rushed over to her, hesitantly reaching out to shake her awake, but her body was cold, and I started screaming, the sound barely carrying since I’d mostly lost all my voice from being with Murtagh.
I didn’t call the police, and I didn’t call an ambulance. All I could think to do was call my brother.
“Is there anyone in the apartment?” he demanded.
