Page 12 of Morally Corrupt

"Yes. Yes, sir." My tone is entirely too enthusiastic as I reply.

"Enough that you'll let me fuck your ass?" His hand comes down on the battered cheeks again, but this time he's tenderly caressing them.

"Yes."

He leaves my side for a second, before returning and pouring some type of oil on my back. He spreads it around and massages it into my skin. Going lower, he pours even more liquid between my ass cheeks. His finger moves in and out of my hole, lathering the entire area with the lubricant.

I'm only getting used to the unfamiliar sensation when his finger is replaced by the head of his cock. He pushes in slowly, the pressure almost too much. I hold on to the table as he inches his way inside of me. After the initial burn, the pain gives way to a pleasant fullness. I wiggle my butt around, and his cock slips inside even more.

"That's it, Barbie girl. If you could see the way your ass is eating up my cock," he grunts, his breathing irregular.

"More. Please, sir." At my words, Theo grips my hips and pushes all the way inside, the feeling of him there so abundant, I can't help but release a whimper. He's balls-deep in my ass, and the thought of it feels me with giddiness.

And I'm his first.

"Oh," I moan as he retreats, only to surge forward once more.

Mine. Yes, he's mine.

At first, his thrusts are slow and tentative, but once he sees he's not hurting me in any way, he increases his speed.

And oh, God!

The pressure gives way to pleasure, and my entire body is tingling with the nearing of an orgasm.

Just as I'm about to reach that height, he pulls out, flipping me on my back and removing the blindfold. In no time, his cock is back in my ass, his hands on my tits.

"That's it, Barbie girl. I want you to see who's fucking you," he rasps as he increases the speed of his thrusts, his fingers playing with my puckered nipples.

The combined sensations are too much, and my mouth forms a silent ‘o’ as I keep myself from screaming out.

One hand still on my breast, the other moves lower and he circles my clit at the perfect time. Overwhelmed by the intensity of the orgasm, my eyes roll in the back of my head, my body convulsing and tightening over his cock.

"Fuck yeah," Theo grunts, pulling out and discarding the condom on the floor before taking himself in hand and coming all over my stomach. "Damn it, Pink, a man needs health insurance with you." He gives me a lopsided smile before collapsing next to me on the table.

"Health insurance or a body bag?" I ask before I can think it through.

Great with the morbid humor, B!

Theo doesn't reply for a second before bursting into laughter.

"You're one of a kind, Barbie girl."

***

Once back in the cab, I pull at my wig, my frustration increasing by the moment. It always happens when I have to leave Theo, knowing full-well I'd like nothing more than to attach myself to his hip.

Before I head home, I do a quick detour to my spare apartment to shed my disguise and make sure I look presentable. Even though I always do my best to avoid my father, it's best to not raise suspicions — not that he'd think I'm capable of such increased mental capacity, me being a woman and all that.

When I finally reach home, I tiptoe around the grand hall, aiming to head directly to my room. To my great dismay — and annoyance — my father is at home.

"Bianca," he calls my name as he struts in, his face sporting a perpetual scowl.

I square my shoulders and look down.

"Yes?" My voice is soft and submissive.

"Andrew told me you won't be home this weekend. What's that about?" He narrows his eyes at me, and I curse Drew for a moment.

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