Page 21 of Size King

“I crave you,” I moan.

He returns to his original position: standing directly behind me and pressing his massive bulge against my ass. This time, his hands now join the bulge, caressing and massaging my ass like it’s a matter of life and death.

“What are you waiting for?” I ask him.

“We’re not letting common sense get in the way?” he wonders.

“Common sense abandoned you and me from the moment we started talking to each other in private,” I say astutely. “I know that I want you, and I’m not going to be satisfied until I have you inside of me in every imaginable way.”

“Take off your shirt while I clear off my desk, if you would,” says Aiden.

I do as I’m told, quickly removing my shirt and even going for my bra clasp.

He throws everything off of his desk with one swift swoop, making waste of everything from papers to coffee mugs to a computer desktop. It startles me because the noise from everything hitting the floor sounds like a cannon blast going off.

“I want you just as bad as you want me, darling one,” he growls. “But don’t just hear my words.Listen! I said take off your shirt. I didn’t say to remove your bra, did I? I have plans for that.”

I quickly put my hands to the sides and offer them freely at his disposal. He takes me by the hand and escorts me up onto his desk.

“How many girls do you do this with in a given month?” I ask.

“What, take them up on the desk?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I just got this desk a week ago,” he claims. “So, I haven’t done what we’re doing now with anyone else. Just you.”

He sometimes speaks clumsily but he is always earnest. He is clearly giving me a line, but I’m oddly okay with it. I’m not a saint, either, even though Iknowmy count isn’t anywhere near as high as his.

He leans into me, pressing his large bulge back into me. This time, he spreads my legs so that he can grind directly against my crotch.

He fortunately doesn’t pull this charade for too long. He straightens up and takes to quickly removing his clothes in front of me. It isn’t so much a striptease as it is an animal shedding its skin for something new. He is ready to give himself to me, and I’m ready to receive every considerable centimeter of his juicy dick.

“Take off all of your clothes on the desk, slowly,” he commands.

“As you wish.”

I slowly remove my clothes for him. I’m relinquishing any sort of control I thought I might’ve had when I walked through his doorway. He enjoys watching me take off my clothes.

Once we are both fully nude, he approaches me and sticks his big, thick dick far up into my wet pussy. He angles it in just right and I’m stretched so tight I can barely take it.

“Fuck you’re big,” I moan. “Oh shit.”

I can feel every inch of him as he drills deeper into me with each thrust. He kisses me all over—anywhere that his mouth can reach at that given moment.

He pulls out, startling me yet again, draining the air out of me.

“Where do you think you’re going, mister?”

“I’m hungry,” says Aiden. “I’d like to dine from your garden, if I may.”

“Oh my. You absolutely may, Aiden.”

He kisses me and caresses my body like it’s a work of art. He takes his cock in his hand and traces it down my stomach, leaving a trail of pre-come in his wake as he goes farther south.

He gets onto his knees at the foot of the desk, kissing me all the way down my body and running his fingers across my landscapes. He goes from all the way up at my neck, to my breasts, to my belly button, and then finally, he reaches his Garden of Eden. In this garden, he is allowed to feast on whatever his heart desires.

First, he backtracks a step and becomes reacquainted with my breasts. I have him sucking on my firm tits, once again melting them under the intensity of his heat.