Page 18 of Bully's Second Chance
Iknew I could get to her. I knew I’d crawl under her skin. Record timing, if I did say so myself. But, I had a running bet placed in my mind that I’d have her within the first week.
Mission accomplished.
I rolled my hips against hers as I heard her heels fall to the floor. With her wrists pinned to my desk, I wasted no time rolling up her skirt. She was the perfect little thing to take my anger out on, and I had every intention of fucking her into oblivion until my orgasms drowned out the incessant anger chanting at me in the back of my mind.
But, I had no idea the passion that would bleed through my veins when our tongues melded together.
“Jesus,” I hissed.
I ripped her up from my desk and spun her around. As my lips attached to the side of her neck, I bent her over my desk. Her skirt rolled up over her panties, giving me a beautiful bird’s eye view of her luscious backside. Her whimpers filled me with glee as I ran my hand over the soft cotton fabric. I slipped my fingers between her legs, feeling how wet she already was for me before I slid her panties off to the side.
And after pulling my cock out, I filled her to the brim with my length.
“Holy shit,” she moaned.
My balls hung desperately as my hips connected with her ass cheeks. “Stay just like that, beautiful. Just. Like. That.”
I reared up from my desk and drew in a deep breath. I blocked out all of the anger and frustration I felt coursing through my veins. And when my balls finally begged me to move, I slid out of her deep, dark warmth before pounding back into her as I listened to her wails of pleasure fill my office space.
“Jax! Oh, my God,” she groaned.
Her juices dripped down my cock as I clenched my teeth together. I growled like a wild fucking animal as one of my hands gripped deeply into the tendrils of her hair. I hovered over her, watching her soft curves jiggle for my viewing pleasure. And as my balls smacked against her swollen clit, my mouth started watering.
I wanted to taste her so badly.
But my cock had different plans.
“Shit. Shit. Fucking hell, Lily. How are you so tight?”
She whimpered. “I’m so close. Don’t stop. Please. Oh, my God. Jackson. I can’t—it—”
My lips dipped down to her ear. “Come on, my dick, you beautiful little cum slut.”
“Jax!” she exclaimed.
Her body unraveled for me as I raised up. My nostrils flared as I gripped her hair harder, turning her eyes off to the side. I pressed her cheek against my desk, fucking her senseless as I lost myself in her smell. In her softness. In her heat and in her sounds. I unraveled with her bent over my desk, my cock filling her to the brim with every pulse and every twitch. And as her pussy milked me for all I had, my hands fell away from her altogether before catching myself against my desk so I wouldn’t crush her.
For a moment, the only noise filling my office were the sounds of us trying to catch our breath. We were alone, it was the middle of the night, and I wanted nothing more than to go home, take a hot shower, and call in sick for the next day.
“Oh, boy,” Lily said breathlessly.
I looked down at her before I followed her line of vision, and when I saw what she was staring at, I quickly stepped away from her.
“We both should go home and get some rest,” I said as I stuffed my cock back into my pants.
She pressed herself up from my desk and started to move her clothes back into their rightful places. “My sentiments exactly.”
My eyes lingered on her as she covered her body away from my sight. “Don’t worry about coming in until ten.”
She looked up at me. “What?”
I cleared my throat and cracked my neck. “Ten. I won’t be in until then, so you won’t have to be, either. It’ll be a short day for us both tomorrow, but you’ll be paid for the full day. Just like me.”
She furrowed her brow softly. “That’s nice of you. Thank you.”
I picked up my briefcase. “I’m not a tyrant, just a businessman. Feel free to lock up my office when you’re done, but I need to get home.”
“Wait, aren’t we going to talk about what—”
