Page 156 of On a Fault Line

“Eek! Hey! Put me down!”

It’s a valiant fight, but I’m just too strong.

“Do bad girls get fucked against hard walls in hallways, Princess?”

“Yes…” she hisses, her eyes glassy with desire.

“What do good girls get then?”

“They get their release.”

“Yes, Princess, they do. So are you going to be good or bad?”

“Both.”

Reaching between us, I tease her pussy, enjoying how responsive she is to my touch.

She wants my control. And no matter how reluctant I was in the past to give this to her, sheneedsit to heal.

Because it’s more than just sex between us. It’s therapy.

And if this level of trust restores a piece of Penny, then I’m lucky enough to be the deliverer of it.

“Are you ready for me? I’m going to slide my cock into that pussy of yours and stretch you out.”

“Mm-hmm…”

“Lift your hips and relax your inner muscles.”

Pushing off of me, she does, and then slides down onto me like the good fucking girl she is.

There is nothing bad about this feeling.

Penelope Hoffman is a fucking dream.

“Look at you being such a good fuck doll, getting railed against a hard wall by your bodyguard.”

I bite at her neck, savoring the screams coming from her throat.

“You’re going to keep this our little secret, right?”

“Mm-hmm…”

I push in farther, feeling the resistance increase as I go deeper.

“Fuck, yes…take all of me…”

“Ahhh…” she moans, creaming all over my damn cock.

“Fuck,” I bellow and shoot my load deep into her pussy.

For several minutes, I hold Penny’s limp body against mine as her breathing tries to return to normal.

Coming down from my own high, I kiss her forehead and then rest my head against the side of her neck.

Being with Penny restores me. She has given me a newfound purpose for wanting more out of this life other than being the best worker I can be.

Turning my lips to her neck, I give it a little bite. She squirms.

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