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Then, after licking her lips in an exaggerated way, she turns and walks out of my office giving her ass a few special wiggles on the way out.
About fifteen minutes later my voice comes over the intercom. " Miss Jones, may I see you in my office please?" Nikki is standing in front of my desk when I ask in a gruff voice, " And just what was the reason for your performance a little while ago?" " You looked awfully bored, Sir," She replys, trying not to smile. " I thought that I would liven things up for you." " Well you did that for sure. I'm very amused at the sounds I was making while I supposedly choked on my coffee. It was very embarrassing for me because I think that he may have figured out what was going on. Do you know what this means?" " I'm hoping it will mean that you will fuck me when I can get you hard again," She replies while quickly unbuttoning her top once more. " Miss Jones, I hardly think that ... this ... is ... appropriate ... behavior ... for ..." Nikki interrupts, " Oh, come on Mr. Malone, you've wanted to fuck me since I was hired. I can see it in your eyes every time I come into your office. And you've wanted to see and play with these tits too, haven't you?" Nikki is topless by now and she is cupping her breasts in her hands, once again lifting them up and kissing them. I stand unbuckling my belt and sliding it from the loops of my pants, her eyes never leaving my hands.
The leather belt folds easily in my hand and I chuckled. " What's the matter Nikki? I sense confusion, do you need it beaten out of you?"
She somehow found her voice and tried vainly to take control of the situation. " Mr Malone, whatever this is, it's certainly not funny."
" You're right Nikki, it's not funny, it's very serious." My growling voice is purposely low, assuring she is straining to catch every word, her attention wholly on me in this moment. She is staring at me, her eyes dark with lust, the inner turmoil in her head nearly visible. Her hair is soft in my hand as I reach over grabbing it, tugging it, forcing her eyes to me. " Now, take those documents you worked so hard on and put them away." Almost automatically, she slips the reports on my desk into the drawer next to her, my hand never leaving her hair. I smiled, forcing her eyes back to me again. " Next, you're going to slide off your panties, lift your skirt and bend over the desk, right fucking here in front of me." She didn't right do anything away, instead staring up at me - perplexed, still - doe-eyed, the picture of innocence even though I knew better. Knew completely better. Nothing innocent embodied in this woman. I pull her hair hard, " Get them off now Nikki."
The dominance in my voice made her jump; she has never heard that tone of voice from mer. Without putting up another protest, she is released from my handhold on her hair, and she walks around obediently to the desk in front of me, lifts her skirt dropping her panties to the floor. With a satisfied sneer adorning my lips, I gently caress one bare ass cheek, which is far sexier than I could have imagined, while my other hand snake into her hair again, clutching hard as I pull her back slightly. " Oh, Nikki, your ass is in goddamn trouble. I've been dreaming of this day," I whispered in her ear. Before the whimper can leave her lips, I pull myself free, took off my royal blue silk tie, and secured it around her neck, pulling it tight - UntamedLioness elicited excessive sexual gratification from being choked, as evidenced on her profile details - and I gripped her hips then slammed my hard cock deeply into her. The moan that is ripped from her throat nearly sent me over the edge of orgasm.
I fucked her harder than she had ever been fucked by anyone. Her hips slamming against the desk with each thrust, the desk legs etching noisily into the hardwood floor; no doubt her thighs will be bruised tomorrow. She cries out, in ecstasy, in pain ... it is all an intoxicating blur to her.
But it isn't enough for me. I yank her head back whispering sadistically in her ear, my hips not stopping, " You like this don't you, you little slut? You want to be my bitch." She moans at my words, her drenched pussy gripping my fat cock tighter and deeper, silently begging for my cum load to fill her cunt. It is only then my hips stop, my breathing hard and ragged. " Oh no, slut. It won't be that motherfucking easy." I thrust into her once more, making her scream loud, reverberating through the entire now-emptied office floor. " Beg for it, beg to cum on my cock like the greedy little whore you are. Beg and I might let you cum." My hips start moving again, slow this time, wanting her to ache for it. Her breathing is erratic; she is so close that if I went a little faster she would come undone. Nikki wanted it, she beseeched it, and the fact that it is coming from a man she has dreamed about made it that more erotic for her. The slow fuck is cock-throbbing torture to me. I'm ready to erupt, any second now. In fact, if I didn't focus on not cumming, I would burst into her immediately. I feel her walls shuddering around me, so close. I thrust once more, and with that she completely unravels.
" Oh, fuck! Mr Malone, please let me cum! I need to cum for you!" She screams, dragging her nails down the desk, leaving faint scratch marks on it. I speed up, gyrating fast and furious into her cunt, the juices emanating from her is a waterfall. " Come on Nikki, you want to cum don't you, slut? Beg!" The ferocity behind each thrust is agony; I knew I will have another fuck this good, with all the angry bottled emotion now uncorked behind each and every rhythmic assault of my cock destroying her pussy with jack hammering thrusts. Nikki continues her pleas, her words no longer sensible, just a high-pitched combination of 'please', 'oh fuck' and 'John.' Finally, I can't hold back anymore. " Cum you slut!" I barked at her, and we orgasmed in unison, I'm surging into her with an intense, loud groan and spasmodic plunge as Nikki milks every last drop of cum from me, her cunt convulsing around my pulsating cock.
Heavy breathing fills the room, as I soften inside of her, my body limp against hers. She is crushed against the desk, an ache palpitating throughout her battered hip bones, and the back of her scalp excruciatingly tender. But from head to toe, she is filled with euphoric sexual release as she has never known before, drugged in a sexual stupor. After a few moments I pull away from her, dragging her one last time by the hair and dropping her to her knees in front of me. " Clean off my cock, slut." Without hesitation she sucks my soft cock into her mouth, licking up all traces of my cum and hers, greedily consuming every trace of our sexual fluids we had extracted from each other. When she had completed her task, I stroked her hair almost affectionately before whispering, " Good girl." Nikki sat there on her knees, skirt hitched up and panties around her ankles, stunned. I collected the last of my things, putting the documents she gave me earlier back on my desk.
Taking her chin in my hand, I forced her eyes onto me for the final time that night. " I need you to look over those reports tonight Nikki. I'll see you in the morning." And with that, I turned and walked out of my office.
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