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He tangles his fingers in my hair, pulling back as I pant. I nod and stroke him through his pants. “Be rough with me right here in the conference room before you dominate it.”

“Fuck,” he rasps before kissing me again, spinning us and laying me across the table. He bunches my skirt around my hips and groans against my mouth. I pull at my shirt, jerking it over my breasts. Chase draws back to watch as he drags my bra down to kiss and suck my nipple. I gasp and arch my back.

“Yes, just like that! So good,” I moan.

I pull at his belt, and he pulls himself out. I nod to his cock. “Please!”

“You want my cock? Are you sure you’re wet enough?” He asks.

“Please,” I beg again.

Chase pushes my knees to my chest and licks over my pussy. He moves up and down, his shoulders bobbing as he keeps his tongue flat from my entrance to my clit again and again until I’m writhing against him.

“Chase!”

“Tell me why you came here and I’ll let you come,” he says, bartering.

“Make me come and I’ll tell you ... while making you come,” I offer instead.

He groans and sucks my clit until I want to cry with pleasure. He twists his tongue, curls it, then just flicks across the sensitive bud until I can’t keep my eyes open. I hold my legs in place, clawing myself.

I fall over the edge, moaning and yelling his name as I come. My legs fall slack as my hands slip. Chase moans and taps his cock against my clit. “Tell me, naughty girl. I want to know.”

“Please, I need your cock,” I beg. “Please, baby boy. I need you filling me, fucking me. Just you.”

He bends over me, grabbing the nape of my neck. “Just me?” he demands.

“Yes!” I whine. “Just you, fucking me until the whole mansion knows how much I love you, how crazy you make me. Please!”

Chase groans and fills me. My lips part and I curl towards him, my lips brushing his. He groans with me and kisses me hard. Our tongues brush until my eyes roll back and I claw his shoulders, pulling myself closer so I can kiss his collarbone, his shoulder, everything I can reach. He pounds into me hard.

“You’re so damn wicked,” he snarls. “Destroying my plans.”

“So good. You’re so good to me, baby boy. Don’t stop. I love your cock. I loveyou,”I moan.

He grunts. “Fuck, Valerie, I ...”

I roll my hips against him and he fucks me harder, deeper. The slight curve to his cock rubs me so that I swear I see sparkles instead of the lights. My head falls back and Chase bites my neck hard, right in the front.

“Mine,” he snarls. “All mine.”

“Yes! Yes!” I chant. “Chase, don’t stop!”

He groans and reaches between us, rubbing my clit. He smears my wetness over my nipple and sucks hard as we get louder and louder. It’s stupid to think that the security right outside the door doesn’t hear us, but it just makes it better. I tug his hair, demanding his mouth and taste myself there.

My other hand grabs his ass, nails digging in, just like he enjoys. Chase jerks back, flips me over, then fucks me from behind, massaging my breast in one hand as he jackhammers into me. He’s ferocious, ruthless, amazing.

He tugs my hair back. “I didn’t say to be quiet.”

Chase spanks me hard until I’m mewling and moaning, unable to control how loud I am or what falls out of my mouth. He grunts and growls behind me before biting my shoulder. “Come!”

I whimper and rub my clit, sliding my fingers around him until he trembles. “Fucking come, baby doll, or you’re going to be upset.”

I moan and my body gives in as my legs give out. I tremble and pant as I lose myself in the ecstasy Chase gives. My vision dims as I pant around the raspy sounds leaving my throat. Chase doesn’t pull out. He comes deep inside me, shaking as he grinds into my pussy.

After one more moan and shiver, I flop to the table, spent. “I should come here more often after work.”

Chase swats my ass and kisses the back of my neck. “I like your surprises.”

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