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“Gil.”

He stroked my neck with his other hand.

“Don’t be scared. I won’t hurt you.”

“I know,” I whispered, my breath misting the glass, “I want this.”

His low rumble of approval had me shaking. When he removed his hands from me, I almost whined in frustration, but I had to be patient. He would give me what I wanted. I turned my head, watching him pick up a couple of things he’d left on his desk.

“Have you ever done this before?”

“No, but I did research.” He held up the lube and a small plug before indicating the other larger ones sat on the desk. He came closer and pressed a kiss to my shoulder. “I’ve had this idea of a plug being inside you while I fuck your pussy in my head ever since you told me about your desires, but that’s for another time. Right now, I’m going to prepare you so I can fuck you against this window while we watch my men below. I know you like being on show, my dirty little slut. And you’re going to give me one because you’ve been a very bad girl.”

Thirty Seven

Theia

My legs felt like jelly with his words. How did he have the ability to say all the right things and make me melt into a puddle of need? I didn’t have a fucking clue, but I was glad he wanted to explore so many things with me. It made me feel less self-conscious about my desires and hypersexuality. Although, it felt less like that with Gil and more like we were in a healthy relationship with well-matched libidos.

“Please,” I whimpered, so desperate for him to get on with it I didn’t care if I sounded wanton. He liked it when I begged.

Gil placed another kiss on my shoulder before he pulled away to coat the little plug in lube. He slid the bottle into his pocket for safekeeping before pressing the metal plug between my cheeks. The tip met my entrance, and I shivered. He made circles around it, not yet penetrating me, but it felt good regardless. He used his other hand to move my hair out of the way so he could nuzzle his face into my neck properly, pressing his lips to it. I moaned when the tip slid into me. He took it slow, inching the plug inside until I’d taken it to the base. Then he pulled it back before pressing it into me again.

“Does that feel good?” he murmured against my neck.

“Yes, yes, yes, please don’t stop.”

He chuckled, his breath heating my skin.

“We’re just getting started, my little slut. You’re going to have to take something much bigger soon enough. Then we’ll see if you’re still begging for it.”

I moaned when he tugged the plug out, disappearing to get a larger one. He coated it in lube before pressing it against me. The stretch had me sucking in air. I was used to the feeling, having done this many times before. I wasn’t going to rush him, though. It would be more pleasurable if we went slow and made sure I was ready to take him. I rocked against him as he fucked me with it, showing him how much I wanted it.

“You’re taking it so well. Do you want me to use the largest one or do you want something else? It’s your choice. I want you to be comfortable.”

“I want you.”

He didn’t immediately remove it, continuing to fuck me to make sure I was ready. I didn’t complain about it. My pussy ached with a need to be filled, but I wanted what he did. I needed him to fuck me up the arse with that beautiful cock of his I couldn’t get enough of. I liked all my holes filled, and I wasn’t ashamed of it.

Gil left the plug inside me as he shifted back. I heard his clothes rustling as he unzipped himself. He took his time to roll on a condom before coating his dick in lube. I stared down at the factory again, watching the men go about their business, having no idea their boss was about to fuck his girlfriend above them. It made me shift on my feet, the ache between my legs growing ever more pronounced. My favourite part of sex had never been orgasming. It had always been the act of getting fucked. Having a dick pound into you over and over again. That sensation was my ultimate goal. The coming part was a bonus.

“Gil, please, I want you so bad.”

Pulling the plug out, he set it aside before he gripped my hip and lined himself up.

“Always so needy, Theia. My perfect little slut, so desperate for my dick. Is this what you need, hmm? Me all up inside you?”

“Please!”

Despite my pleading, Gil took his time as he pressed inside me. I choked on my own breath when the crown slid into me. My fingers curled against the glass. I wasn’t uncomfortable. The sensation was intense in the best way possible.

“Fuck,” he ground out through his teeth.

Fuck, indeed. I could wax poetic about how much it meant to me that Gil was sharing this moment until the cows came home, but the truth was, I felt alive. So fucking free because it was me and him. Two broken people who’d found an understanding partner in each other.

“Don’t stop. I want you. All of you, please.”

“So impatient,” he murmured, pressing a little deeper. “Always demanding more. Has anyone ever told you that you’re a greedy little slut, Theia?”

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