Page 47 of The Pakhan

“You said I couldn’t be obedient.”

“Oh, I think you can. Say it, Caroline. Tell me you belong to me.”

She gripped my legs, digging her fingers into both. “Yes. Yes. I belong to you.”

A moment of true savagery rushed up from the depths and I pumped a few additional times before needing to take more of her, my desire spiraling. The moment I removed my hand, I yanked off her robe, allowing gravity to take the silky material to the floor.

Fisting a handful of her hair, I moved us both forward and tossed her over the edge of my desk. It took me no time to unfasten my pants, freeing my throbbing cock. I cracked my hand across her bottom several times until she whimpered before I stroked my cock for a few seconds. When I was finished with being patient, I drove my shaft deep inside her pussy.

The force almost knocked the wind out of both of us. This was completely sinful, my mind a filthy blur as I powered into her in long, brutal strokes.

She pushed up from my desk, meeting every rough thrust.

Everything about this moment was entirely different, my mind remaining foggy as I fucked her like a crazed animal. I closed my eyes, savoring every squeeze of her pussy and just how hot she was.

Being this crazed had its benefits, my ability to stay hard not surprising around her. She had me jacked up, the adrenaline rush pushing me to drive her boundaries to the breaking point. I sensed she was falling into a moment of bliss and continued as her breathing changed, her breath stolen.

Yet she continued to mewl softly, driving me mad with the sound.

When she suddenly orgasmed, a smile crossed my face.

“Oh. Uh. Uh. Yes. I…” She laughed, gasping for air as the single climax continued for almost a full minute. Even as she tried to slide down from the precipice, I pushed her harder.

“Come for me again, feisty one. Come now.”

Whether or not she wanted to obey my command, she did. This time, she cried out in pleasure, her entire body shaking.

As she started to push up from the desk again, I pressed my hand on the small of her back, leaning over. “Not so fast. I’m not done with you. You’re right that I take what I want and right now, I crave your tight little asshole.”

Given her limited experience, I knew I had to be careful even though I wanted nothing more than to ruthlessly drive my cock inside her dark hole. Fortunately, the beast didn’t win out and I managed to slowly push my cockhead into her tight confines.

“Oh. God. Oh. It hurts.”

“Just breathe, baby. It’s going to feel so good soon.” I kept one hand wrapped around her hair, using it as a tether while I drove in my cock an inch at a time.

Her squirms and moans only fueled the darkness, but I maintained my control.

For now.

The moment I thrust the remaining two inches inside, she issued a series of sensual whispers. There was nothing like being balls deep inside a woman’s asshole, but this was even more special. I held my shaft in position until her body started relaxing, pulling out once again until just the tip was inside.

When I plunged into her again, she scratched the surface of my desk with one hand. All I could think about was the luscious woman doing that to my back.

I allowed myself to become lost in the sensual moment, riding her long and hard, enjoying the dazzling sensations. “Fuck.” I knew I couldn’t hold back much longer.

After smacking her bottom a few additional times, I finally allowed myself to release, spewing hot cum into her tight asshole. Her muscles pulled me in even deeper, strangling me more than before.

I needed to fill her with every last drop. As soon as I did, she shuddered, laughing softly as if she was worn out.

Now she should be able to sleep easily. Goddamn, I liked the thought of her going to sleep with my cum deep inside.

A wash of images and frustrations rolled through me. What in the fuck was wrong with me? I had to be losing my mind. But the vibrations of electricity remained and I wasn’t ready to break away from her just yet.

As I planted my body over hers, she turned her head to nuzzle against my stubbled chin.

I stroked her arm for a little while until we both returned to normal breathing. Perhaps I was a bigger fool than I cared to admit.

Backing away, I bent down and grabbed her robe, easing it over her shoulders.

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