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Holy shit, whoever this woman is, she’s either a very quick learner or she’s definitely done this before. I stand up quickly, causing her to fall back a little. Just as she gets herself situated back on her knees I grip her hair in my hand and push my cock back past her lips to the back of her throat. I hold it there for just a second before pulling back. Her eyes go wide, and she looks up at me questioningly.

“Relax your throat, sweetheart,” I say “Let me fuck this pretty mouth”

I shove my cock back in again and feel her throat relax as it hits the back. Gripping her neck in one hand and her hair in the other, I thrust in and out mercilessly, losing myself in the feeling.

“Fuck you feel so good. Your mouth takes my dick so well.” I say, praising her. “You’re going to be a good girl and swallow me up aren’t you?” I ask.

I pull out just far enough to allow her a quick nod before shoving back in again. Just a few more thrusts and I feel my balls tightening. My release floods through me, and I thrust all the way to the back of her throat. Pulling out, I lean down directly into her face.

“Swallow” I say, and watch the muscles in her throat tighten as she swallows my cum. I don’t remember the last time a release felt that good and I don’t want to stop yet, so I pick her up quickly and sit her on the top edge of the couch where my head was just resting.

Pushing her back against the wall, her ass just sitting on the top edge, I spread her legs, watching both heels dig into the seat cushions of the couch. I run the pad of my thumb up against her core, feeling the smooth wet skin of her pussy.

“No panties,” I observe, quirking my brow. I swear if I could see her face right now I bet she would be blushing.

“You’re so wet sweetheart, is this all from me?” I ask and shove two fingers inside her. She gasps and nods her head. Curling two fingers up inside against her g spot I pump in and out a few times. I shove her dress further up her body before leaning in and swiping my tongue all the way up her slit. She whimpers and I hear her whisper “wait” but I’m too far gone. She tastes so fucking good and it’s too late to stop now.

“ No talking” I growl before shoving the end of her dress up into her mouth.

Grasping both hips I dive in, feasting on her pussy like it’s my last meal. I swirl my tongue completely up her slit before sucking her clit into my mouth. She moans in response so I suction my entire mouth down onto her pussy and use the pad of my tongue to run a nice steady circle, hitting her clit at an even pace. Within minutes I can feel her thighs tensing in my grip. I up my pace and shove two of my fingers back in and feel her grip my hair in her hands. She pushes up, grinding her pussy against my mouth before her orgasm explodes, causing wetness to coat my fingers.

Not even five minutes and my dick is already hard and ready for round two. Not giving her a second to catch her breath I grab her and bend her over the side of the couch. There’s a complementary bowl of condoms on the table next to the couch so I grab one, rip it open and slide it on. Lining myself up with her, I watch as her pussy grips tightly around my cock as I thrust into her in one quick fluid motion.

“Oh my god Sebastian,” the woman moans as I wrap my arm around her top half and pull her body flush against mine.

I pause.

My dick thumps furiously inside her, begging me to move, but my brain is on overdrive.

Her face turns towards mine, causing the light and shadow to hit just perfectly and it registers in my brain. Pulling out quickly. I flip her around, slamming her back down onto the couch and then I rip her mask off.

“Riley.” I say not really as a question, but more confirmation.

She lies there with wide eyes looking so fucking beautiful, it should be illegal. Her mascara is smudged and her lipstick is smeared. She looks completely wrecked and fuck me if it doesn’t just make me harder knowing I’m the one who did that to her. I lean over her, gripping her throat.

“You tricked me Riley.”

She doesn’t say anything, and that just pisses me off more so I squeeze tighter.

“Do you like playing games, little mouse? Did you fuck your husband before you came here to me?” I’m practically growling now. “Or better yet, did you plan to go home and kiss him with those beautiful lips you just had wrapped around my cock?”

She shakes her head no. “Sebastian, wait, if I..” she’s trying to speak but the words are barely a gasp.

“Fucking little lying mouse. You were probably hoping you could have us both weren’t you? Did you want us at the same time filling both your holes at once?” I gesture to the stage below us where that exact scene is playing out.

She tries to shake her head no again but my grip is too tight around her neck, pushing her into the couch. I have to get out of here. I’m so angry and I’m not sure if I can contain myself from slamming her against the wall and strangling her or fucking her so hard she won’t be able to walk straight for days.

“I don’t know what you’re trying to do Riley,” I growl in her face “but when I like something, I don’t fucking share and if you push me again, you’re going to find out exactly what that means.”

With those last parting words, I stand up, tucking my still hard dick back into my pants and head for the exit. I’m vaguely aware of Xavier’s voice calling out to me, while the other small figure runs from their couch over to where Riley is, but I don’t stop.

Once I’m outside the room I shoot a quick text over to Xavier telling him to enjoy himself.

I’m going to check out the rest of the rooms and see if there’s any other intel we can get on Lock & Key. At this point I’m going to do whatever I can to get my mind off the curvy brunette intern I left half fucked on that couch in room two.

Monday is going to be a shit show at the office. I groan and adjust myself while heading for the furthest door across the room.

Chapter 37

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