Christian’s teasing words sent over the edge, causing to squirm with pleasure. I couldn’t hold back any longer and let out a moan, using my full voice.
It didn’t take long for to feel the blissful tingling from my oncoming orgasm.
"Oh fuck, Christian!" I breathed just as it set in.
He paused his thrusts, allowing to cum all over his cock.
"I swear your orgasm is as blissful for as it is for you," he said as he spread my legs farther apart.
My orgasm was so strong that I even cried out from its intensity.
But as soon as it was finished, Christian didn’t give a mont to catch my breath and began to thrust his cock inside of , harder and faster than before.
My breasts recoiled from the powerful thrusts, and my eyes misted over. Christian’s usually steady breathing turned heavy and labored.
He gripped my thighs as he slamd into . I could feel the full length of his shaft enter each ti.
The heavy wooden table even shifted beneath , creating a loud sound to echo through the room.
Just when I thought I couldn’t take it anymore, Christian pulled out, dowsing my entire chest in his cum.
"Fuck Leslie, I almost didn’t pull out in ti", he said, gasping for air.
I laid on the desk, catching my breath, when I felt Christian clean his cum off my body with a tissue he got from his drawer.
As soon as he finished, he lifted off the desk and carried towards the leather couch where my clothes were scattered. However, he didn’t stop there and walked over to the wall behind the couch, where the black lacquered cabinets were pressing a panel to reveal an entire room.
A pocket door!
He carried into the room where I found a luxurious bed and so basic furniture, along with a TV.
"You had a bedroom here this entire ti?" I looked up at him questioningly.
"Yes, but wasn’t doing it on my desk so much hotter? It’s only right for the CEO to fuck his hot secretary over his desk. Don’t you think?", teased Christian.
I rolled my eyes at him, but I did agree; being spread out on his desk like that was incredibly hot.
"Do you do this sort of thing often? Fucking hot secretaries over your desk like that?", I asked with a slight smirk.
Christian looked down at , smiling, then gently kissed the tip of my nose, "No, but after today I plan on doing it very often".
His words sent shivers down my body. They held a promise that I desperately wanted to hear.
He set down by another door, "Here’s the bathroom, there’s a full shower inside, feel free to use whatever you want. Leave a list of products you usually use so I can buy them for you to have here."
His words imply that I will be taking showers here often.
I couldn’t help but blush slightly as I nodded, stepping into the bathroom. Much like the rest of the room, the bathroom was spacious and had a full glass shower, making feel like I was in a luxury hotel.
After the quick shower, I walked out with a towel wrapped around , looking for my clothes.
"Here, put that on. It’s not even lunch ti, we still have the whole day ahead of us", said Christian with a devious smile.
He was lying on the bed, fully clothed, as if nothing had happened. The thing he pointed at was a grey robe, most likely the one he used when showering here.
It was hanging on a small hook on the inside of the bathroom door. Christian watched as I dropped the towel to the ground, showing off my naked body before I wrapped the robe around .
There was a full-length mirror on the other side of the room that allowed to see how comical I looked with Christian’s robe on. It was ant to reach the knee, but on it was down to my ankles.
I turned my head to look at Christian to see his reaction and noticed his intense stare. Lust and desire were what I saw looking back at through those deep blue eyes.
"Leslie, co here."
My body turned on its own, without hesitation, as if I were hypnotized. The robe fluttered open due to how loosely it was tied as I skipped and jumped into the bed, landing in Christian’s arms.
He pulled up into his arms, placing his arms around my waist as I straddled him.
"Les—"
This ti, I took initiative, blocking his words with my lips.
My fingers trailed through his hair while my tongue slid across his lips. I don’t know where this fervent desire ca from, but I clung to him like my last breath of air.
His hands slid down my waist landing on my ass, occasionally pushing up towards him.
"I understand why you always hide your body beneath those modest clothes. Any man who saw you right now would go feral," said Christian softly.
"What about you?" I asked, looking into his eyes.
"Princess, I’m already so far gone. You’re a plague in my mind and I don’t think there’s a cure," he breathed, pressing his nose against mine as he looked into my eyes.
What is this feeling?
My heart raced as it tried to break free from my chest. I never felt anything like this in my entire life. This man, whom I’ve only t not long ago, managed to shatter my entire world.
I could feel my eyelashes tremble as I fought to hold back the tears that wanted to co pouring out from the depths of my soul.
Christian pulled in again and kissed with an intensity that rubbed my lips raw. The more we kissed, the more I began to crave his touch. My entire being was engulfed in an invisible fire, and only his touch could bring relief.
I gripped his shirt, wanting to tear it off him. No, what I really wanted was down below— between his legs.
Leslie, you’re so fucked.
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