On Her Knees

She gasped. He made this growl deep in his throat, and all Karina could do was close her eyes and let him touch her slick pussy. “What a good girl, not wearing any panties like I’ve ordered.”

The only action or response she could muster was to nod her head.

Viktor ran his finger along her slick folds, and she involuntarily opened her mouth at how wickedly good it felt to have him touching her. “I like that you keep these pussy lips bare for me.” He growled the words right beside her ear at the same time he slowly pushed one finger into her.

Immediately her body sucked him in and tightened around the digit. He groaned, and she felt his cock jerk right against her belly. Clearly he was excited for her, and that knowledge made her even more aroused.

“I know, Sir,” she said on a moan, and ground herself further on his finger, fucking herself and digging her nails into his biceps. He fucked her pussy in slow and steady thrusts, and she knew she could get off from this alone. The very image of him shoving his dick into her had a chill racing up her spine.

He used his other hand to smooth over the mound of her ass and give one cheek a hard, powerful squeeze. The pain was there from the act, but the pleasure followed right away.

“Spank me,” she managed to moan, and he did just that.

Smack.

“Yes.” That one word came out of her on a whisper.

Smack.

“You like my hands on you?” he asked, but they both already knew the answer.

“Yes,” she said anyway.

Smack.

“You want to come, Karina? You want me to make this little pussy contract, gripping for my cock, needing it?”

She could only nod now.

Smack. Smack.

“God, you know I need you in all ways.” And it was the truth. Karina wasn’t ashamed to admit that, because she knew Viktor needed her in the same way.

They were two halves of the same whole, and as crazy as that sounded given the fact they’d only been officially together for the last six months, the connection between them was undeniable.

“Tell me you want me to get you off, that you want to come all over my hand.” He leaned forward until their lips were barely touching. He then removed his finger, and this little pleading noise left her. “Tell me.”

“I want you to make me come, Viktor.”

He spun her around and pushed her forward so she was now lying on his desk, her belly flush with the wood, and her bottom in the air. He spread her ass cheeks wide and latched his mouth onto her cunt and started sucking.

She cried out in pleasure, thankful no one was in the office right now because Karina would surely be heard.

“Yes, Viktor.”

He chuckled against her flesh and smacked her ass again and again, all the while sucking and licking at her pussy. He grunted against her slippery cleft and took one hand and placed it on her lower back to hold her still, to keep her where he wanted her.

She started making little sounds deep in her throat, not caring or embarrassed by them.

Karina couldn’t help herself.

“You’re a bad girl for filing wrong, Karina.” He sucked her clit into his mouth, moved his tongue back and forth over it, and she started to feel her climax peak. “But as much as I should punish you, make your ass so red you can’t sit, I want to make you feel good, baby.” To her surprise and pleasure, he pulled her ass cheeks apart again, and started licking at her back hole.

He moved his tongue around the tight ring of muscle, gently probing it, grunting, groaning behind her. She’d never been one to even think she’d like a rim job, but with Viktor it had an unusual but intense and mind-numbing sensation moving through her.

She thrust her ass back for more.

He stood as her orgasm was still tensing and moving through her body. He rubbed his cock along her slick folds, and then positioned himself at her entrance once more. He slid his hand around to her chest, grabbed a breast, and started tweaking her nipple between his fingers.

“Fuck me, Sir,” she said, her forehead against the table and her voice cracking at the end.

He thrust into her over and over again and even though she wanted this to last, she also wanted to come again. He only fucked her for a few minutes, and looking over her shoulder she could see that he was about to get off.

“I can’t hold off, baby. I can’t stop myself.” He tilted his head back and groaned, and the sight of him getting off had another orgasm rushing through her.

She opened her mouth on a silent cry, curled her hands around the edge of the desk, and rode out the pleasure. When she felt the tightness in his body relax, they stood like that for a few moments, both breathing heavily. Viktor finally stepped away from her, and she felt the loss of him instantly.