“Somehow I think you’re going to be naked a lot.” He smacked one side and then the other before he said, “Open your thighs wider and lift your ass so I can see your pussy.”
Excitement curled through her body, settling between her thighs. She knew he’d be like this, demanding and focused. Her clit throbbed as she moved her feet farther apart and rolled her hips upward. She was exposed now, blatantly offered for the pleasure of her mate. Her folds felt swollen and she knew she was sopping wet. Did he like what he saw?
As if to answer her question, he bent and licked her pussy again. “By all the cosmos, woman. I’ve never tasted anything so delicious.” He devoured her with obvious relish for a long moment before he added, “Your body is utter perfection.” His mouth returned to her slit, tongue pushing deep into her core.
He raised her hips until her feet no longer touched the floor as he continued to fuck her with his tongue. Kendra moaned, shocked by the utter carnality of the act. She grasped the edge of the desk and let the tension build, unable to do anything else.
Come, pet, the gruff order pushed into her mind, demanding her surrender. Come around your master’s tongue.
Master? The word ignited some dark, forbidden need deep inside her. Did she want to be mastered, controlled? Her body answered the question with a sudden burst of pleasure. Her core rippled around his tongue and sensations pulsed out from her clit making her cry out.
“Good girl,” he praised as he lifted his head and positioned his cock at her entrance.
He didn’t give her time to think. He lowered her feet to the floor as he pushed the head of his cock just past her opening.
Kendra groaned. She tried hard not to tense up but his cock felt huge. The intense stretch quickly turned to pain and she cried out. “You’re too big.”
“You can do this.” He slipped his arm around her hip and found her clit with his fingertips. “You will do it.” He remained just barely inside her until his stroking fingers helped her relax. “Your body was made for mine. You just need to open for me.”
She focused on her breathing as he drove deeper, and even deeper. His fingers kept up their circular motion until his entire length was buried inside her. The sting faded quickly but her pussy ached in a way that wasn’t entirely unpleasant.
“You feel so fucking good,” he groaned against her hair. “I’m not sure I’ll last long enough to make you come.”
“You made me come already,” she pointed out. He pulled back slowly, dragging a hiss from her throat.
“Does it still hurt?”
“A little,” she admitted.
He thrust his entire length back in and focused on her clit. “Then come for me.”
“I don’t think I can.”
“I say you can, so you will.” He pulled her up so he could pinch her nipples while he massaged her clit ruthlessly.
Contradicting sensation ricocheted through Kendra’s body. She gasped and squirmed, rearing up off the desktop as her hips twisted and bucked. He moved his hand from her breasts to the nape of her neck and he forced her back down as his cock began to slide inside her. He continued to rub her clit, quickly building her senses toward another orgasm.
“Come, pet. Come on your master’s cock.”
Her body immediately obeyed, shocking and terrifying Kendra. Each forceful contraction of her core spiked the pleasure into pain, but even more than the intensity was the realization that he had controlled her responses so easily. If he had this much power over her now, how much more mindless would she be if she were foolish enough to fall in love with him?
Energy buzzed and twisted, swelling within her as the pleasure ebbed. Close, she was so close to activation that she could sense the Fire waiting to be released. Someday soon that energy would flow through her. She would shape it and use it to defend the powerless. The idea excited her, reigniting her simmering desire. She lifted her hips and tightened her inner muscles, silently begging for more.
Zevon pulled all the way out, then shoved his cock deep into her body. Over and over he made her take his entire length. She came again and again, or maybe the first orgasm had never ended—she honestly wasn’t sure. Waves of pleasure/pain inundated her senses as he aggressively used her body. She sprawled there helpless and dazed until he shuddered violently against her back. She felt the hot burst of his seed as he came deep inside her and an echo of her own pleasure skittered across her nerve endings.
For a long, silent moment they stood there, bodies joined. Then he pulled out and moved off. She didn’t crane her neck to see where he’d gone. Tears blurred her vision so she quickly blinked them away. She pushed up against the desk, but her arms shook too badly to lift her weight completely. Zevon was a controller. She knew he’d be like this, all rough and demanding. That didn’t keep her emotions from welling up inside her. Supporting herself with one arm, she covered her mouth with the other and muffled her sobs.
A warm cloth pressed against her pussy and she gasped.
“Easy,” Zevon soothed, lightly stroking her back. “I didn’t mean to be so aggressive, but you felt too damn good.”
Unable to suppress her tears, she hid behind her hair and let him clean up the mess they’d made.
Zevon tossed the cloth aside and wrapped her in a blanket. Then he pulled her into his arms and stroked the back of her hair. “Are you overwhelmed or did I actually hurt you?”
“Overwhelmed,” she assured him, her face pressed against his uniform top. She realized he hadn’t even undressed and that made her cry even harder.
He swept her up in his arms and carried her to the sofa across the room from his desk. “Not what you expected?” he asked as her sobbing began to abate.