Lara (Reynolds Ranch)

“You want my dick, baby?”

“Yes.”

I let her go and walk over to my chair, taking a seat. “Take off those shorts and bend over my desk right now.” I tap the edge of my desk in front of me. She smiles and walks over, slipping off her sandals as she shimmies the jean shorts off her hips. Her tiny pink panties are on and when she goes for them, I grip her wrist, stopping her. “Leave those on.”

Her brow arches, and a slow smile spreads over her face before she moves in front of me. My legs are wide open and my dick is so damn hard in my slacks that it’s testing the tensile strength of my zipper. “Free me, baby.”

She bends down and slides the belt through the buckle and then pops the button open. “Someone’s happy to see me.” She rubs the head through my briefs, earning a grunt from deep within my throat.

“Always. Now pull him out because I’m going to fuck your tight hole and I want your mouth on me first.”

“Greedy, Mr. Black.”

“That I am. I’m greedy for you, Lara. If I could have you tied up to our bed for the rest of our days, I would. I’d keep you pinned to my side forever because that shit would make me fucking happy. Now—slide that vicious tongue around my meat.” She dips her head and swipes her tiny tongue along the tip, and I immediately regret my boldness because I’m about to nut.

She has that effect on me, making me weak and powerful all in one. “Lara,” I groan, running my hand over the top of her head and down to her spine. “That’s it. If you make me come, I might not get to fuck you on this desk, and it’s all I’ve thought about since we met.” She pops off my cock, smacking her lips together.

I help her to her feet and spin her toward the desk. Leaning over my woman, I whisper, “You look so sexy like this. You’re going to take my dick like a good girl because you know you’re mine.”

“Yes, Landon,” she replies, splaying her hands out onto the wooden surface while popping her ass out.

“One day.” I rub between her cheeks, letting her know I want in her ass. Possessing every one of her holes is my ultimate desire. I want her to belong to me in every way.

I tug her panties to the side and run my cock along her seam, leaving a sticky trail of my pre-cum on her lower lips. The last of my patience snaps when she says, “Landon, please fuck me.”

“Gladly,” I grunt, sliding my length into her tight slit. My cock disappears as I push my way into her womb, causing her to gasp from the fullness. “If you’re not pregnant, Lara, I’m going to make sure I do the trick now. It’s been too long since I’ve felt you wrapped around me.” Her pussy clenches after hearing my words, like it’s begging to be bred, and I will. Driving my cock in and out, I’ve had enough of these panties blocking my view so I tear them off.

“Mr. Black, are you going to destroy all my panties? I might just have to stop wearing them.”

I lean over and wrap my fist around her throat, lifting her head closer as I continue drilling her. “Don’t even think about it. I don’t want your pretty pussy dripping juices all over any seat for a man to enjoy when you get up to stand. You’re mine.” With my other hand, I reach between her and the desk and run my fingers down her mound. “This juicy slit is only for me.”

“Landon, I’m going to come.”

“Good.” I pull out and she gasps, but I’m not done with her. I set her on the desk and then slam back in. “Much better. I want to see your face when you cream all over me.” Cupping her neck, I tilt her head and take her lips, sliding my tongue around hers. Lara moans in my mouth as her orgasm rips through her, squeezing and choking my cock. Unable to hang on, I pick up the pace, grunting and sweating as I lose it and fill her with me.

Hearts racing, I press my head to hers as I hold her up. “Lara, Lara, Lara,” I pant.

****

“So are you going to tell me the truth about your assistant?” she asks hours later as we lie in bed. I told the truth. I never slept with her and never would have.

“What the fuck do you mean?” I snarl, feeling offended and a bit concerned because she doesn’t trust me and I thought we’d moved past that.

“I mean what I said. You came out of that room spooked. Not shocked. That’s a completely different thing, like you got caught red-handed. Now, I know you didn’t do anything with her, because I could have smelled it on you so I knew you weren’t lying to me, but I also know you’re not being honest, and fuck if I’m going to put up with that bullshit.”

Ugh, for all the skills I learned, I thought I could pull off a poker face with the woman I love. “Nothing happened. Honestly, she got a little too familiar and I took it the wrong way.”

“What do you mean?” Lara sits up, holding the sheet to her naked body. “Too familiar? Please explain before I lose my shit.”

“She called me by my first name and put her hand on my arm. I got pissed and told her not to do that again.”

“Anything else?”

“No.”

“But you think there’s more to it?” Damn, this woman is too shrewd. She could work for me with those skills, but then my ass would never get any work done.

“I don’t know. As long as she’s worked for me, not once has she been that way, so no, but I was pissed at the call. Maybe she was trying to be friendly. I just didn’t like her touching me because I worried you’d get the wrong fucking impression.”