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He pushes me down, my chest pressing into the top of his desk. With his boot, he knocks my feet apart. I whimper in response, and he growls.

“Fuck, baby,” he says, running his thumb through my wetness. “You’re this wet from being treated like a bad girl?”

“Mhmm,” I hum, swallowing hard.

“Naughty girl,” Noah says, leaning in close to my ear, his breath ghosting over the shell.

I shiver when I hear his zipper being pulled down. He’s still holding onto the cuffs around my wrists, keeping me against the desk as he pulls his cock out. When he swipes the tip of it through my wetness, I shiver with anticipation.

After a few seconds of teasing me, dipping his cock into my opening slightly before pulling it out and circling my clit, he presses inside. I moan loudly, not caring about my volume since the station is empty save for us. He pushes all the way in quickly, stealing the breath from my lungs.

As he starts to thrust into me savagely, I decide to play along with this fantasy. I whine, “Is this the normal punishment for crime?”

Noah curses under his breath, using his grip on the cuffs to pull me harder against his cock. He says, “No, this is a special circumstance. Someone as pretty as you can’t be locked up, but I can’t just let you get away without any punishment.”

“Doesn’t feel like that much of a punishment,” I say, earning myself a particularly hard thrust.

“Is that so?” he says as he leans over me to bite at my neck. “I’ll have to try a little harder, then.”

True to his word, he starts slamming into me harder. His grip on the cuffs gets more severe, and the metal digs into my wrists. The slight pain only heightens the pleasure, and I feel my orgasm starting to approach quickly.

I think I might be more into this than Noah.

“Am I going to get to walk free after this?” I ask breathlessly.

“I don’t know about that,” he grits out, his cock twitching inside of my pussy. “You feel way too good for me to just let go. I might have to keep you to myself for a while longer.”

“Once I’m absolved of my wrongdoings, I might just commit more,” I challenge, whimpering when he changes his angle and pistons directly into my g-spot.

“Oh?” he challenges, biting into the same spot as before again – I’m going to have a bruise there before we’re done. “I’m not supposed to condone crime, but I wouldn’t say no to getting to see more of you.”

I’m too far gone to respond. I feel my body tightening around Noah’s length. He feels it too, increasing the speed of his thrusts until the only sound in the room is that of our skin slapping together.

“Daddy!” I exclaim as I fall over the edge.

My climax slams into me so hard that I find myself thankful for the desk below me and the cuffs that Noah’s keeping a tight grip on. Knees buckling, my body goes limp as wave after wave of intense pleasure washes over me. Noah keeps fucking me, and I’m aware of the fact he’s saying something.

Before my orgasm subsides, he grunts, pushing his hips completely flush against my ass. Inside me, his member kicks and he spills his seed. His thrusts become shallow and short as he uses my pussy to milk every last drop of semen from his balls.

As soon as he recovers, he pulls out and frees me from my bonds. Turning me around, he brings my red wrists to his lips and kisses them gently. It’s such a sudden, stark contrast to his actions earlier that another shiver runs up my spine.

“You did so well, baby girl,” he praises before leaning in to give me a sweet, lingering kiss. “Let me get you dressed.”

I sit on the edge of the desk as Noah retrieves my discarded clothes. He dresses me with care, stopping to give me a kiss after he slides each article onto my body. When he’s done, he rubs at my wrists gently again.

“I love you, Riley,” he says, kissing at the red marks. “You’re so good to me.”

“You’re so good to me,” I reply, letting my eyes fall closed as we bask in the afterglow. “I love you too, Noah. So much.”

He chuckles affectionately, cupping the back of my head so he can kiss my forehead. When he pulls away, he says, “We’re so lucky to have found each other.”

“We are,” I agree, soaking in his warmth. “But we should probably get back to work.”

“Ah, you’re right,” he says, sounding genuinely remorseful. “Idohave some paperwork that needs to get done.”

I giggle as I get off his desk. As I make my way to his office door, he slaps my ass playfully. I turn around to look at him again with an eyebrow raised.

“What?” he asks, crossing his arms over his chest in a challenge. “That was just a taste of what I have in store for you later.”

“I’ll hold you to it,” I say before heading back to work with a new spring in my step.