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I'm about to give into my frustration. I don’t care what I started out acting like because now I'm willing to beg, plead, bargain, anything. My mouth opens. The words are forming in my throat when his fingers slip under the edges of my thong.
The air is rent open with the sound of tearing lace. The cold air washes over my pussy cooling against the wetness that has spread over my lips and thighs.
He is blindingly fast when he wants to be. Consciously I don’t realize he is in me until I feel the tip of his cock slamming against the back of my pussy. I can’t help the gasp of relief. He feels so hot. I can feel the shaft of his cock touching every part of me. It feels like I could start on fire from the inside and there is nothing I want more in this moment than to burst into flames.
Malcolm wastes no time. His cock slides out of me and he hammers it back in. Over and over he rams his monster cock into my pussy.
“That pussy feels so good. God damn you are an amazing fuck,” he says not bothering to control his volume. The growing flame inside me takes control of my mind. I couldn’t care less if someone walked through that door right now. In fact it would make this even better if Ben Danvers were to be the one to come in.
My hips start to buck. I set up a counter movement to his so that his cock is buried deep inside of me. We move apart and then together in time. His powerful thrusts are making me slide along the surface of the desk. I grunt in desperation because he's getting farther away. He isn’t able to get as deep into me as I want him to be.
Malcolm must feel the same frustration too because he grabs my legs and drapes them over his shoulders so that my calves are bent down along his back. I use the leverage to pull myself into him. “Yessssss,” he hisses.
“Fuck me, please. Don’t stop. I need you,” I can't corral the words any longer. I have to let out what I've been feeling for days.
“Don’t ever, fucking, hide from me again,” Malcolm growls as he pulls his cock out of me. This man calling me a tease is the very definition of the pot calling the kettle black. How in the hell does he know the perfect moment to pull away from me? It's like I have a frustration-gauge on my forehead and when it hits the red zone he denies me.
Using my legs as handles he pulls me toward him and off the desk. His lightening movements allow him to change his grip and catch me by the hips before I start falling to the floor. He twists my hips and before I can really process what is happening to me I'm bent over face-first on my desk.
Malcolm kicks at my feet like he's arresting me. My legs spread just a little, but it is enough. Before I have fully settled my weight back onto my heels his cock is spreading the lips of my soaking pussy.
The tip of his cock presses against that certain spot before bending and moving deeper into me. The top of his shaft slides along that same spot and the fire that had been growing inside me becomes an inferno. The shaking is starting in my feet and climbing up my legs. My knees shake. I'm totally addicted to this feeling.
My fingers curl around the edges of the top of my desk as my whole body is wracked with convulsions of the most intoxicating high any woman could ever experience.
“That’s it, Athena. Cum on my cock. I love it when you cum while I'm fucking that perfect pussy.”
His words punctuate the undulating on my body. His cock pumping in and out of me driving the surging pleasure through the center of me.
“Oh, fuck,” I draw out as the final and largest wave of pleasure rolls through me.
My breathing slows. I'm still gripping the edges of my desk so tightly that I'm sure that if I bothered to look my knuckles would be white. Malcolm is still driving his cock into me with a vengeance. How the hell does he manage to last this long?
His fingers are digging into my hips. It's another ten points of delicious pain. I'm slowly recovering and he's still having his way with me.
His fingers curl into my flesh sending sharp pangs of pain through me. He buries his cock deep into my pussy. I can feel the surging of his cock as he unloads. I feel wave after crashing wave pass through his shaft. I'm filling up with his cum.
“Fuck, Athena,” he growls, slowly sliding his cock out of my pussy. “I missed this… all of this.”
“Me too,” I confess, shuddering as I feel his long inches moving out from inside of me.
“I know…” he whispers, trailing off as he tucks a lock of hair over my ear. “I know.” All of aggressiveness and dominance had faded away, like the first breeze in a hot summer day, and now all that’s left is kindness and… something more.
That’s one of the things that made me fall in love with him. The way he’s capable of controlling his aggressiveness – the way he falls in and out of control whenever he wants to, and the way he wields that to fuck me in a way that no other man could.
It wasn’t supposed to happen like this, you know? I wasn’t supposed to fall in love, and I sure as hell wasn’t supposed to surrender to him like this. But the way he handled me today, the way he put a stop to all of my hesitations… my God, I've never loved anyone like this.
“I was going crazy, you know?” he continues, taking his hand to my pussy and softly caressing my inner lips.
“With… what?” I pant, my body trembling as I feel the touch of his fingers.
“You disappeared and I… fuck, Athena, I was afraid you were gone. And I can’t stand that thought, I just can’t,” he whispers, and his words are so genuine that I feel as if my mind is prickled by them.
Here he is, opening his heart to me… and he has no idea that I have Ben snapping his jaw at my heels.
“I’m sorry,” I finally tell him, not knowing what to say.
“It’s alright.” With that, he goes down to one knee and, leaning forward, he opens his mouth and takes it straight toward my pussy. I arch my back and surrender to the touch of his lips, throwing my legs over his shoulders and allowing him to lick and suck to his heart’s content. And that’s exactly what he does, scooping up the thick strands of cum dripping down from my pussy.
