Office Pet
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I gathered moisture on my fingers and brought both hands to my nipples. I loved the silky sensation of my arousal against the tight buds of my breasts.
Intently, I watched Kane’s hand. He stroked his cock roughly. It seemed he liked a harsh touch just as much as I did. His eyes took in all of me: my open and wet pussy, my hard nipples and my full, heavy breast, and my mouth which was panting with every breath. My hips circled, thrashing up and down on. My clit desperate for my touch was swollen and hard. I could make myself come within seconds, but maybe I’d draw it out and take the full twenty minutes Kane had asked the attendant to disappear for.
“Shove your fingers deep inside your pussy,” he growled. “Show me what you do in the restroom when no one’s around.”
“Yes, Sir.”
I reached down and using three fingers I slid them into my slick opening. My stomach muscles tightened along with my pussy muscles, and my thighs and hands shook with pent-up passion. I fingerfucked myself, roughly thrusting in and out of my hole.
“Do you want me to come?” My voice was so hoarse it was barely recognizable.
“Not yet, pet. I’m enjoying the show too much. We don’t want it to be over too soon, do we?” Kane asked, pumping his cock at the sight of me enjoying myself.
“No, Sir. We don’t.”
Using my back to keep my balance against the mirrors, I brought my free hand to my clit and flicked back and forth while the fingers of my other hand remained buried inside my pussy. I couldn’t hold back much longer because my body was desperate for the rush of my release.
“Touch me, Sir,” I begged. I didn’t care how frantic I sounded or appeared.
Kane laughed. “You’re doing just fine by yourself, Ms. Peterson, you don’t need my help.”
“If you want me to be your little office pet—,” I said breathlessly, “—tell me what you’re going to do to me at the office? What does my job entail?”
“Why would I do something like that and spoil the surprise?” His hand moved faster and faster along his shaft, and the tempo of my movements matched his.
“I’m so close,” I cried out. “Fuck me. Take me hard, here and now.” My inner muscles clenched repeatedly. I wanted him. No way could I hide my true wanton nature from him. He already knew all my secrets.
He released his cock and stalked towards me.
I knew it.
I knew he’d fuck me.
Chapter Five
Reese
As if reading my mind, Kane said, “I’m not planning on fucking you, Ms. Peterson.” He leaned over my heaving body. “I plan to watch your pussy clench and cream when you come. I’ll save fucking you for when we have more time and for when you’ve earned it.”
He curved his palms around my knees and spread my legs even wider. I was fully open to him, but I didn’t feel vulnerable, I felt empowered like I could do anything.
“Come on your fingers,” he ordered, looking down at my snatch. “Show me what your pussy will do to my cock.”
“Yes, Sir,” I gasped.
My back bowed pushing me forward. I squeezed my eyes closed, and the sweet waves of my orgasm began to wash over me. Ecstasy engulfed me, and I couldn’t help but cry out his name.
Every muscle in my body clenched and released. Violent spasms consumed me, and my breath came fast and choppy. My orgasm slammed hard, and a strangled scream fell from my mouth. Kane clamped his lips against mine and swallowed down the sounds of my climax. My eyes were screwed shut, and I came harder than I’d ever come before.
It was like an out-of-body experience. One where I was looking down watching myself thrash and writhe on top of a vanity in a public restroom.
“Please touch me,” I sobbed against his mouth.
“No,” he replied abrasively and moved back. “Naughty little pets don’t always get what they want. Before you get my cock, you need to be taught a lesson or two. That and you need to earn it.” Intently, he watched my pussy pulse and clench around my fingers as my orgasm played through me.
“Not fair,” I said on a moan. “So not fair.”
As the last of the spasms shuddered through my body, my head dropped forward, and I groaned. Part of me was satiated but this experience left me with a new hunger. Now all I wanted was Kane.
I needed to curl my fingers around his shaft, purse my lips around the flared head and drink every last drop of his cum. But none of that would happen tonight because, much to my disappointment, he’d already tucked himself back into his pants. He hadn’t come. I didn’t know if I admired his self-restraint or hated it.