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Me: Yes daddy.
I bite down on my bottom lip, a smile pulling at my lips as I watch the bubbles appear instantly before disappearing. This goes on for a minute before two words pop up on my screen and the air leaves my lungs in a gush.
Chris: My office.
I am about to protest that we really shouldn’t when another message comes through.
Chris: Now.
Despite the horrible idea this is, my pussy seems to disagree and the heartbeat beginning to pulse between my legs forces me to my feet and towards his office. I’m grateful Christine isn’t at her desk and there doesn’t seem to be anyone lurking in the hallway that will see me going into his office. Not that it’s unheard of for me to have a meeting with him but it isn’t usually one on one.I don’t even have a chance to knock on the door before it swings open and he stands to the side to let me enter. He closes it, standing in front of it with one leg crossed over the other and his arms crossed over his chest as he drags his eyes up my body slowly.
“Sit on my desk.”
“Chris…” His hand finds the handle on the door and when he turns the lock, the quiet noise resounds around the room. “We can’t…we’ve been doing so good!” I whisper and he shakes his head.
“Say it again.”
“Say what?”
“You know what.”
I take a step back when he takes a step towards me and continue walking backward as he moves closer like he’s preparing to pounce on me. “No. You’re being reckless.” I shake my head despite the fact that my body is practically humming for him. It’s one of the last warm days of October, so I’m wearing a skirt and it would be so easy for him to reach his hand under it and touch me or kiss me or…fuck me.
“Trust me, I’m trying to,” he says and I realize I must have said that last part out loud. His hands are on my hips and he has me pinned against his desk. “I need to fuck you.” I can practically hear the pleading in his voice and I’ll admit his constant desperation for me is fucking hot.
“Chris…” I gasp when he spins me around to face my desk. I feel his erection pressing into my back and his hands drag up my body to cup my breasts.
“My office is soundproof, stop whispering.” He pushes my hair to one side, exposing my neck, and presses his lips to the space where it meets my shoulder before dragging them up slowly. “Are you going to be a good girl and let me touch you?” he murmurs against my neck before pressing his teeth to the space. His hands move down and then slowly up my skirt up. He reaches around and strokes my thighs slowly, moving closer to my pussy with each passing second. “Answer me, Marissa. Are you my good girl?”
I’m panting at this point. My heart is pounding and my entire body feels like it’s on fire. His hands find the waistband of my underwear and he drags his index finger over the skin just below my belly button, teasing me. My stomach flips at the ticklish feeling and my pussy clenches involuntarily.
“Chris.”
“Mmmm?” He chuckles just before he slides his hand beneath the waistband and cups me, pushing me back against him. “Say it.”
“Yes, I am a good girl.” I breathe out just as he parts my sex and drags a finger through the slit. “Yes,” I repeat and my eyes flutter shut as the feeling of his very talented fingers rubs my clit. I fucking loved his hands. I’ve never been big on fingering but I realized it was because I’d never been fingered by Chris Holt who knows exactly what he is doing.
“Yes, what?” he asks.
I turn my head and give him a cheeky grin over my shoulder. “If I knew calling you Daddy would make you this unhinged, I may have said it sooner.”
“Fuck,” he says as he begins to rub me harder. “Say it again.”
I pull his hand from between my legs and hop on his desk, spreading my legs and pulling my underwear to the side to expose my wet cunt to him. “Fuck me, Daddy.”
He unbuckles his belt and unzips his slacks all within the span of a second, pulling his dick out and staring at my bare wet cunt as he drags his hand from root to tip. “We shouldn’t be fucking doing this here,” he says with his eyes still staring between my legs.
“No, we shouldn’t. Anyone could catch us,” I whisper. He swallows hard before his eyes meet mine and I can see the smile in them. “But I ache for you, Daddy.” I bite my bottom lip and lower my gaze to his dick. “Make it feel better.”
“Jesus. Whatever you want.” He groans as he moves closer to me. He tilts my chin up to meet his eyes just as he swipes his dick through my slit once.
“I don’t have time to taste you now, but tell me I can later.” He pushes inside of me slowly with shallow thrusts but not going all the way inside. “Tell me you’ll let Daddy taste your pretty cunt later.”
My eyes widen at his dirty words and I can feel my cheeks heating. “Yes,” I whisper just before he presses his lips to mine in a kiss so delicious, I feel it all the way in my toes.
“Put me all the way inside of you,” he whispers against my lips and I reach for his dick, which is still tracing my opening, and guide him inside of me slowly. I clench around his head, letting my pussy pulse around him and he lets out a low groan.
“Don’t tease Daddy,” he says and I giggle at his obvious feeling of torment just before he pushes his dick fully inside of me and swallows the moan that leaves me. I drop a hand to his desk behind me and place a hand at the back of his neck to help me meet his thrusts as our bodies slap together frantically. “I can’t believe this is happening,” I murmur as my eyes flutter open. He stops thrusting for a second and stares down at me like I’m the most precious thing he’s ever seen.
