Page 84 of Retribution

His fingers thrust into me without warning as I cry out at the burn and the sensitivity. He holds me in place by my neck as my legs buckle slightly, the grip cutting off my oxygen. His fingers delve into me recklessly as his thumb massages my clit, my climax rushing to the peak.

My moans have become strangled and I can hear the wetness of myself with his rapid movements. My body begins to spasm as the orgasm starts to spill over. My head feels like it’s floating in the clouds–

He pulls his fingers out and releases my neck as my eyes snap open wide. I pant and look at him, a devilish grin on his face. My jaw is dropped open, desperate for him to return me to cloud nine.

“Reed,” my voice is sensual and deep.

He takes a step towards me, like an animal stalking its prey.

“I’m going to punish you now.”

Wait, what?

That wasn’t punishment enough?

He tsks and begins to turn away from me before he abruptly grabs me by my hair and throws me face down onto his desk. I squeal and tears spring to my eyes at the sting as he yanks my shorts to my ankles. Out of instinct, my arms spread wide to grip the desk and he takes that as his opportunity to knock my legs wider apart. He pushes into me, filling me fully as I whimper at the feeling.

“I want to hear those filthy fucking cries,” he growls into my ear.

I am officially making it my mission to not cry.

He twists my hair around his hand, so I bring myself up higher to lessen the strain on my scalp. He withdraws from me completely and slams himself back inside as my body arches to try and accommodate the size of him.

“You take me so fucking good.” he spits, pounding his hips against my ass hard enough the skin begins to slap.

The moans fall out of me uncontrollably, his grip tightening on my hair to the point I’m almost standing vertically.

His hand reaches around and gropes my tits through my tank and he groans with frustration. Without saying anything, he tears the tank top enough to rip it off me.

Holy shit. I am so fucking turned on right now.

Finally satisfied, he grabs both of my breasts and leans backwards, thrusting upwards into me, driving his cock to the hilt.

“Oh god, Reed.” I sob, the pressure building within me so intense it feels like the floor beneath me has disappeared.

Knowing that he is completely infatuated with me and gaining this reaction from him, drives me insane. Just when it builds to the point my legs shake uncontrollably, he switches.

His palm pushes my back and I’m face down on the desk again. He pushes a hand over my face, the hair, sweat and saliva all mixing into one. The other hand squeezes my ass cheek as he rocks into me hard. His hand comes down on my ass cheek hard, causing a stinging sensation that heightens the sensitivity in my pussy. I whimper which causes him to do it again.

I’m completely dazed with pleasure.

“Do you think you’ll come into my office uninvited again?” he says breathlessly.

I am almost completely lost in the kingdom of euphoria that I can barely hear him. I squeeze my eyes shut, as well as my legs, to try to control my delirium. A harsh slap sounds on my other ass cheek and I can’t help but cry out. If he carries on, I’m going to come all over his new desk.

“Answer the question, Indie.”

I try and grasp a glance of him behind me, my vision disturbed with the amount of hair that covers my face. I nod my head, knowing it’ll send him feral. He growls and places more weight on my face as he pushes as far into me as nature will allow.

“Ahh.” I sound out, my body struggling to cope.

“I want to hear more of that, my dirty little slut.”

He pummels into me, barely pulling out and crashing back inside. He then lets go of my face, grabbing both of my arms behind me and yanking me upright.

“You think that this is meant to be enjoyable for you?” His words are laced with venom.

I moan louder, trying to defy his point. He parts my mouth with his fingers and shoves two of them inside of my mouth to the back of my throat. I gag at the roughness and he only presses deeper. My eyes line with tears and the room is filled with the slapping of our skin and the choking noises coming from my throat.

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