Page 82 of Number 10 Affair

"Fuck, you're going to be the death of me," I muttered, my voice hoarse.

"I’ve missed you Spencer, so I asked your mum to have Maja for tonight. I said I wanted to do something special for you and she instantly agreed," Laura explained, still not moving while I was dying to touch her, hold her. "And then, just before I walked in, I overheard your conversation with Maja and my heart melted a little, because you were so sweet Spencer. Maja was so happy when she left, and I was so glad that you finally realised that you’d made a mistake, so after your mum and Maja left I decided to change into this outfit to surprise you."

"That conversation was long overdue sweetheart, but I don't want to talk anymore, because right now, every fibre of my being is forcing me not to bend you over this desk and fuck you so hard until my whole security team hears you scream my name while you’re coming all over my cock," I said, clenching my fists so hard that I almost drew blood. My jaw started to ache as I realised I was clenching my teeth trying to keep control of myself. She looked exceptionally beautiful and when she smiled I felt like the whole world was a better place.

"There is no one standing outside this door, most of the agents are further down the hall, Daddy," she replied, taunting me again. Her voice held unfulfilled promises and I was hanging on a thread, ready to do so many filthy things on that desk, but then I had an even better idea.

My cocked throbbed painfully against my zipper as I thought about it for a few seconds. Laura was my queen, and since she was so willing, I was ready to make her my plaything. Her eyes locked on mine. Her gaze was filled with emerald fire that burned through my skin like someone had placed a hot iron on it. I took off my suit jacket and hung it on the chair, pushing it over to the wall. Laura was watching my every move as I carefully rolled my sleeves up then settled myself on the edge of the desk.

"Take off that slutty dress," I commanded, my voice held the rough edge of frustration. Laura obeyed me instantly, there was no moment of hesitation in her eyes this time, she was willing to do anything to please me. She slipped off her dress, letting it pool at her feet on the floor and stood by the door, wearing only the heels, black lacy panties and matching bra. My cock throbbed more intensely when I said. "Good girl, now crawl to me."

The silence stretched on and the tension between us mounted, the air grew heavy. My slutty little nanny loved this challenge for dominance, I could already see the conflict in her eyes.

"As you wish Prime Minister," she responded and then dropped to her knees. If Laura thought this would be degrading or humiliating, she didn't seem to care. I bet that her pussy was weeping for me.

She began to crawl, my office seemed to stretch forever and I was rigid watching her crawling slowly towards me. My breathing grew erratic as I watched her body sliding closer and closer, her eyes taunting me with desire until she was right by my feet.

"You serve your Prime Minister so well," I praised her as she fixed her eyes on my popping erection and then licked her lips. I knew she wanted to taste me, to take out my raging cock and lick it but I was too turned on to allow her to exercise her control over me. My need to sink into her wet cunt and stay there for the rest of my life was exhilarating.

Laura released a sexy moan and brought her hands between her legs, but I didn't want her to touch herself, so I yanked her upwards by her wrists and captured her mouth in a hard passionate kiss.

She had to understand how much I wanted to have her in that kiss, how much I was willing to give up to see her come apart for me. I was ready to get on my knees for this woman and beg her to be my wife, no matter what it took.

"Spencer, I wanted this evening to be special, but right now I need your beautiful cock in my mouth," she responded breathlessly when we stopped kissing. "I want to swallow you whole, I need you in my mouth."

"And you shall have it, but not right now, because I am going to make you orgasm until you see stars. I want you to remember you belong to me, always and forever, understand?" I asked, holding her tightly in my arms. I was ready to fucking scream that I loved her, but this wasn't the perfect moment that I had pictured, in my mind. Instead I let my eyes, my body, my touch speak for me. She could break me so easily and then I would be the one on my knees in front of her, begging for more. We didn't need the words to understand how profound this moment was for both of us.

"Spencer, I–"

I didn't let her finish what she wanted to say, instead I pulled her to me and with one swift movement I pushed the stuff off my desk. Papers, pens, figures and everything else crashed to the floor, along with the Red Box. Laura gasped when I undid my zipper, letting my raging hard cock spring free. The tip was glistening with pre-cum.

"No talking now my Queen, because I need you to be quiet, I don't want my agent to think that I am murdering you in here while I fuck you so hard that you walk like a cowboy tomorrow," I said, exhaling a sharp, shuddering breath, I roughly parted her thighs, then yanked her knickers down. The memories of me having her for the first time on the kitchen counter etched permanently into my brain as I thought how much I wanted to prolong this very moment.

I skimmed my fingers through her soaking pussy and then shoved them in her mouth, forcing her to taste herself, to see how ready she was for me. Laura's eyes were wide and filled with raw fire.

She must have understood what I was planning to do, because she laid back on the desk. I pushed my cock inside her, then drove home with one powerful thrust of my cock.

She screamed out, lifting both of her thighs upwards to give me better access to her needy cunt and I slammed my hand over her mouth.

"Fuck, my Queen, you feel incredible, and your pussy belongs to me now, only me," I rasped, already on the verge of my release. I couldn’t even move yet or I would be done for. Laura let out some muffled noises as I pushed myself into her harder, fucking her fast, the whole desk was shaking. I slowly began to release the heat and tension that had accumulated inside me over these last few minutes. I inhaled the scent of her sweet pussy, pounding into her like a mad man. Split seconds later, Laura was coming, her body shuddering with ecstasy. I fucked her long, hard and voraciously until sweat broke over my forehead and I was panting. I released my palm until she screamed again as my own orgasm brought on another of hers. A shower of lights burst behind my eyes as I held my hand over her mouth as we orgasmed simultaneously. I wanted to ride on this release forever, but I already wanted to go again and make her come even more intensely next time around.

"Spencer, that was incredible," she mumbled when I pulled my hand off her mouth. Then in one swift move, I spun her around, so that now, she was bent over my wooden desk. My phone was buzzing somewhere in the background. It was a total mess in here. The air smelled of sex and scotch.

One hand gripped the back of her neck, the other rested on the curve of her amazing arse, my fingers flexing into the flesh.

"I'm not done with you yet, we need to christen this desk properly," I growled, moving my hand over her arse and stroking it gently. Fuck I wanted to ruin her whole body, fuck her both holes at the same time. I needed more time to prepare her for this. She arched her head and moaned loudly, her thighs quivered when I eased two fingers inside her. She was soaked right through, dripping for me.

"Then own my pussy with that dick, so I can never stop feeling it," she said. I was rock hard again, as soon as she said that. I loved that she was spread out in this position in front of me, ready to take my cock again, begging for it.

"Gladly," I said, and then I thrusted into her with no warning, burying myself in her flesh, deep stretching her to the max. I felt her muscles rippling around the head of my dick and I groaned through my teeth.

"Breathtaking and all mine," I rasped and she was taking my cock so well, moaning and begging me to fuck her harder. I worshipped her scent, peppering kisses over her back as I slammed myself home again and again, powering my hips into her until my balls slapped rhythmically against the back of her thighs.

"Spencer, I'm coming," Laura screamed and I thrust harder, faster. Her entire body seized around me. My cock was locked inside her as thousands of tiny muscles gripped me. I held her as her pussy rippled up and down my cock. She was trembling as her release rolled on.

As she was done, still trembling and loosening off her grip on me, my own goddamn orgasm shattered through my soul like a storm – hard and violent. I ejaculated inside her, being buried deep in her core, filling her up with my sperm. My shout scorched my throat as I branded her with myself, making sure that she remembered this moment forever. I pushed into her until my balls were empty, but my heart was full of love for this woman.

Chapter Thirty-Nine

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