Page 18 of Defensive Hero
“I am going all the way this time, sweet girl,” I breathe against her lips.
“I know,” she whispers. “I want that.”
“It’s going to hurt a little. Let me know—”
“Stop talking and do it,” she pants, wrapping her arm around my neck. My eyes narrow at her tone, and she quickly adds, “Please, Sir.”
I hum approvingly. “That’s right. You know who is in charge here, don’t you? I’m responsible for your pleasure, and you’ll get whatever I give you. Now be a good girl and put your hands on my shoulders.”
She quickly does as she’s told, and I wrap my hand around my cock and bring it to her pussy, rubbing it over her sex to gather her arousal on the head of my shaft. I tuck the crown against her entrance and inch myself slowly into her tight heat. She gasps at the hard press of my cock and digs her nails into my shoulders when I push against her innocence.
I drop my lips down on hers, kissing her until her breathing is labored before driving forward and tearing through her barrier with a rough growl. She cries out against my lips and hugs my shoulders tightly as her body adjusts to the intrusion.
I bury my face in her neck, desperate to think of anything but her snug sex pulsing hotly around my cock and pushing me closer and closer to the edge. I can’t come. Not yet at least, but fuck, does she make it hard for me to hold on to my control.
“Sandy,” I manage through clenched teeth. “Are you okay, baby?”
“I’m fine,” she breathes, sounding choked up, and I push back to look at her expression. I expect to read pain on her face, but despite the tears crowding her eyes, she doesn’t seem upset. “It hurts, a little,” she explains. “But it feels good too. I like how you feel inside of me.”
Fucking hell!
How can she casually throw something like that at me when I am trying my best to grasp my control?
“Baby—”
She rolls her hips gently under mine, and something dark and possessive takes over. The urge to claim this girl, fuck her raw, and get her pregnant. The thought of my sexy little assistant swollen with my child makes a deep, obsessive feeling overwhelm me.
I want that.
With her,I crave it.
“You’re mine,” I grind out roughly, scooping her thigh and bringing it to my hip even as I drop my forearm above her head. Her lips part on a gasp when I start pumping into her in slow moves, giving her time to adjust to my thickness. “You are a drug, Sandy. I can’t get enough of this wet pussy. I’m always thinking about where and how I can take you. By the printer in my office or your workstation where anyone could walk by and see you.”
“There are cameras outside… Oh!”
“We would give them a show, let them see what a good girl you are. My assistant bent over her desk as I ram my cock into her from behind. Your panties would be hanging at your feet as I rut into you. You would like that, wouldn’t you? You want everyone in the office to see me claim you? So they know you’re mine? Is that what you want?”
“Yes!” she shouts, the sound morphing into a cry when I slam into her. I jerk her thigh higher around my waist and start pounding hard into her wet pussy, the slapping sound of our connecting flesh filling the room. Her back arches and hereyes flutter closed as I ram into her over and over. I drink in her flushed tits and blissed out expression, falling deeper in love with the girl each second.
As I look at her blissed out face, a sudden realization hits me. This girl is who I want to spend the rest of my life with.
I want those brown eyes on mine as I fuck her in every corner of my house. And I want to see that bright smile every day for the rest of my life.
“Mine!” I growl, angling my hips so the base of my cock brushes her clit with every thrust before slamming back into fast strokes until she’s sobbing for release. I watch as she slowly draws close to another orgasm, holding my own back as I hammer into her until she’s screaming, her pussy clenching hard around my cock. She thrashes on the bed, her sex pulsing wildly and squeezing my cock until I can’t hold back anymore. The need to come is intense, and my balls threaten to explode with every thrust.
“Fuck!” I growl, pulling out of her before flipping her around so she’s on her knees. She barely manages to hold herself up before I am slamming back into her tight channel, her pleasured sobs music to my ears. I comb my fingers into her hair as I ram my cock roughly into her, slapping my hips against her tight, supple ass.
Her fingers fist the sheets, and I feel her pussy clench tight around my cock in another orgasm that triggers my own. I come with a roar, punching my hips forward as I spill my come into her womb, coating her from the inside with my seed.
“Oh… Oh God,” she sobs, shaking under me as her tight pussy milks me of every drop. I press my dick into her until I am spent before dropping with a sigh against her back. We layin a mess of tangled limbs and labored breathing. Neither of us makes a move to get up, and all I can think is…
It’s never felt this way with anyone before.
I never imagined sex could feel like this. Almost as if we weren’t just twining our bodies together, but our hearts and souls as well.
I love her, I realize. Love is such a foreign concept to a hardened man such as myself, but I recognize the emotion for what it is.
“That was… a good talk,” Sandy says, and I break into laughter, the sound startling the girl who I realize has probably never heard me laugh out loud—very few have—but of course, she would be the one to bring out this side of me.