Page 10 of Daddy's Intern

“You think I give a fuck what they say?” he hisses. Every word filled with anger. “You think I care what a bunch of assholes who have no time on their hands other than to gossip say about you and me?”

“You’re the Mayor,” I cry out as he hammers into me. “They’ll hate this, you’ll lose your job.”

“You’re not listening, Baby girl,” he snarls, punctuating his words with a brutal thrust. “I do not give a fuck about the job; I have businesses that earn more money than most make in a lifetime.” His grin is filled with cockiness. “You on the other hand, are something that I’m not losing. This doubt you have,” his grin widens. “Is going to be fucked out of you.”

His words hit me hard, my body trembles, I’m so close, so damn close. “What about mom?”

His lips thin. “She’ll deal with it,” he snaps, his hand moving along my body and up to my throat. “I know she’s the most important person in your life, so if you have to keep it from her. Then that’s okay. We don’t hide this from anyone else.”

I swallow hard, his fingers flexing around my throat. How the hell does he have this all worked out? When did he decide that I was his?

“I can feel your pussy clenching,” he growls. “Come for me, Baby girl, let me feel you come on my cock.” He nips at my lip, his eyes darken with need.

I pull in a ragged breath as realization hits me. He hasn’t kissed me. Not once.

“So close,” I whimper, unable to fight the impending orgasm that’s making its way up along my spine.

“That’s it, Anna-Beth,” he grits out. “Come for me.”

I cling to him, unable to do anything but grind on his cock as my orgasm reaches its peak.

“Fucking cum,” he grunts. His thrust are longer, harder, faster.

I’m unable to control it, it tumbles into me like a freight train. My eyes shutter close, my back bows, my head flies backward, and my fingers clawing at the desk as I cum. Crying out his name as my pussy contracts around his cock.

“That’s it. Christ, Baby girl, so fucking tight, so damn good,” he groans. His cock pistons into me, his hands move from my hips, sliding up my body, under my arms and onto my shoulders. “Now it’s my turn,” he growls. His grip on my shoulders is painful as he uses me to push down onto his cock, all the while, he drives into me.

I cry out, unable to hold back as the pain and pleasure mix together. It feels unbelievably good. I’ve never felt such pleasure in my life.

“So fucking good,” he snarls, as he rotates his hips and delivers a punishing thrust which has me crying out. “You’re all mine, so fucking beautiful, no one else will have you.”

His words hit me, they’re filled with so much devotion and truth that I can’t deny what he’s saying. “Yes, yours,” I hiss as he hits deep inside me.

“No one else is allowed you. Only me.”

“Yours,” I whisper, loving his possessiveness.

“Good girl, so fucking good,” he grunts.

I do as he requests, bearing down on his thick length and grinding against him. I pull in a ragged breath at the way he’s stretching me.

“Christ, baby girl, so fucking good. Look at you, taking my cock like you were born to do it. Squeeze me, baby girl, make me come,” he growls, his words thick and gravelly.

I can’t hold back, there’s something about his words that pull at me. I begin to move, wanting him to reach his climax too. The sounds of our heavy breathing, along with our bodies grinding against each other fill the room. Anyone who entered the building would know what we were up to. That should make me withdraw with horror, but it doesn’t. No. Instead, it spurs me on. I grind down against his cock over and over again.

“Oh, Daddy,” I whisper, as he punches his hips into me, driving his cock deeper and deeper, over and over again.

“Fuck,” he grits out as his cock swells.

I cry out as he stills, and his cum fills my pussy. It’s like cold water has been thrown on me as I realize that he’s not wearing a condom.

“Oh shit,” I whimper, knowing that we’ve screwed up.

“Tate,” I cry out. “I’m not on the pill,” I whisper.

How did we get this far without either of us realizing it? How the hell did he not? Wait… did he know?

His eyes darken, and he grunts low and hard. His cock still coming inside me. “You’re going to take every drop,” he grunts.

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