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Looking down, I groan at the sliver of black lace that’s nestled between her ass cheeks, jealous that it’s not my face between them instead.
Smoothing my hand over the soft naked skin of her ass cheek, I ask again, “You don’t think you need a lesson, Arianna?”
“No.” Her infuriating one-word answer has me slapping her ass much harder than I wanted but I can tell she likes it when she bows her back and moans the exact same way she did when I stuffed her pussy full of my cock.
“So, you didn’t say I was old?”
“No.” She lies intentionally, and I know she is loving every scorching hot minute of this, so I slap her ass again, this time rubbing the area to ease the sting. “I didn’t say you were old.” Panting, she struggles to get her words out.
I move my mouth to the shell of her ear. “What did you say then, Ms. Donovan?” I nibble her earlobe between my teeth, and she tilts her neck to the side, inviting me to give her more of what she wants.
Moaning loudly, she cries out when I bite her neck and suck it hard enough to leave a mark, before licking her vanilla-scented skin.
“I said… God, that’s so good.” She pushes into me, tempting me some more before she finishes what she started saying. “I wasn’t into older men.”
I tut darkly. “And if I were to sink my fingers into your pretty pussy to check just how wet you are, I think I’d find that you are lying and are most definitely into older men, don’t you?”
“No.”
This stubborn woman has my dick so fucking hard I might come in my goddamn boxers any minute. And I haven’t done that since… well… I was a teenager.
She’s scrambling my brain and my bodily functions.
Using my foot to widen her legs, I push one of her feet out, then the other, spank her ass then slide the lace fabric of her panties to the side. Moving my fingers between her thighs, I push a thick digit inside of her dripping pussy.
“Fucking knew it.” I lick the length of her neck and move my finger in and out of her wet heat.
“Nathan.” Desperate to fuck, she rides my finger, and I slide another one inside of her, giving her exactly what she wants, making her juices drip down my fingers and onto my knuckle.
“You like that, baby girl, but you wish it was my cock filling your pretty cunt, don’t you?”
“No.”
I hum in her ear as if considering what I say next. “Liar.” I add another finger, stretching her greedy hole. “Admit it, you don’t hate me.”
“I do hate you.”
“No, you don’t.” I think she hates herself for liking me.
“I hate your grumpy ass.” A long groan fills the empty space as she tries to tighten her inner thighs around my hand to chase her release, the walls of her pussy tightening around my fingers.
“That’s such a shame, because I quite like my naughty little secretary and for most of the afternoon, I’ve been imagining all the ways I would like to bend you over my desk and fuck you into oblivion.”
Much quicker now, I finger fuck her. She removes one of her hands from the wall to between her legs to rub her clit, as if to get herself there quicker, but there is no way I’m allowing that, so I slap her hand away with my other hand. “No fucking way, Ari. Just me.”
My words only make her whimper some more.
“Tell me you like me,” I order.
“No.”
“Say. It.” I force my words through gritted teeth. “Or I won’t let you come.” I rub her inner walls, willing her orgasm to come out and play.
“No.”
“Fine.” I pull my fingers out of her slick center, causing her to let out a frustrated whine.
Almost sobbing, she begs, “Don’t stop.”