Page 27 of Cocky Counsel

“But what if someone sees us?” I asked nervously, slowly walking over to the window. He stalked toward me, a look of hunger in his eyes that instantly turned me on.

“Then they can watch us.”

I gasped at the thought, feeling how wet I was getting just thinking about it. This was by far the wildest thing that I had ever done, and there was this part of me that was begging for it to happen. My fingers trembled slightly as they hooked into the top of my skirt and pushed it down my legs, stepping out of it before I walked over to the window as instructed. I could see his reflection behind me as he walked toward me, checking out my ass in the black lace thong that matched my bra. I kept my back to him, afraid that if I made eye contact, I might come to my senses and stop this craziness.

“Put your hands on the window and spread your legs,” he instructed, his voice gruff. I did as he said, making sure I kept my balance in the stiletto heels I had on. I started to turn my head over my shoulder to look at him when I heard the belt whip across his hand. I jumped at the sound, feeling as if every nerve was on high alert.

“Do you like that sound?” he asked quietly, his voice low in my ear as he stood behind me. He wrapped one arm around my waist as his erection pressed against my ass through his dress slacks. The belt was still hanging in his other hand, by his side. “Does the thought of me spanking you make you wet?”

“Yes,” I panted, closing my eyes and arching my back against his chest. I heard a low chuckle rumble through his chest before he pulled back and whipped the belt across my bare ass cheek. I gasped and jumped at the same time, the sting of it surprisingly arousing.

“Fuck, Eva,” he moaned and stepped away from me. I heard his footsteps head toward his desk and started to worry that maybe he hadn’t wanted me to be turned on by it. Maybe I had ruined it, and he was no longer in the mood for this after all. I forced myself to keep my attention focused on the city lights below me instead of obsessing over whether I should grab my clothes and get the hell out of here. A few minutes later, I heard his pants drop to the floor and the sound of foil tearing as he opened a condom. I let out a soft sigh of relief and started to relax when I felt the sting of the belt on the other ass cheek this time. I tilted my head back and let out a moan.

“I never would have thought you were the kind of girl who was into being spanked,” he teased in my ear as he stood behind me. I felt his hands slide up my sides, gently caressing my skin as they wrapped around the front and grabbed my breasts. He still had the belt in his hand as he pulled my bra down, freeing my breasts as they spilled out. His fingers gently teased each nipple as they puckered in the chilly air of the office.

“I didn’t know I was into it either,” I admitted, sheepishly.

“Mmm, that’s okay baby,” he murmured next to my ear. “I’m more than happy to see what else you like.”

I let my head roll back against his chest while his fingers trailed across my nipples then moved lower, along my stomach. I heard the belt drop to the floor next to me as his hand reached down and dipped into my panties.

“Oh, god, Eva. You’re so fucking wet,” he panted.

I didn’t say anything as I slightly spread my legs even further, allowing him full access as his fingers plunged inside of me. I could feel his erection getting harder as it pressed against my lower back. I wanted him inside of me.

“That feels so good,” I cried out, panting heavily as his fingers moved faster, the angle allowing them to rub my clit in the right spot to make me cum. “Don’t stop,” I pleaded, my breathing increasing to match his rhythm.

“Not a chance, baby.” He worked his fingers in and out of me so fast that I could feel the build-up of the orgasm and knew that I was going to come soon. I reached down and pushed my hand on top of his as my body trembled against him, as I came hard around his fingers. My legs felt shaky when I finished. I heard him chuckle before he gently pushed me forward, so I was bent over at the waist with my hands on the window before he slid inside me.

This was only our third time having sex together, but this position made him feel enormous inside of me. I could feel him stretching me as he pounded from behind, grunting as he chased his own release a few minutes later. When he was done, I felt him pull out and grab my waist, pulling me into him as we stared out at the city lights below. There were a couple of offices across from us in other buildings that still had their lights on, and I wondered just how many people had watched us have sex against his window.

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