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from her core and rendering her all but mute.
“You were saying?”
    “Umm…”
    He chuckled and the dominance living just beneath his flesh
slipped free, filling the air around them with something decadent and
dangerous. “Carbon footprint.”
    “Mmm,” she hummed and he chuckled again. “I decided to help
cut down on our carbon footprint at home.”
    “By not wearing panties? How is this going to help save the
planet?” He slid a finger inside her sex and then another one, filling her,
stretching her core with his thick fingers until his knuckles pushed against
the lips of her wet cunt.
    “Mmhmm. Less laundry. Lower, you know, exhaust or
something…” She thought she should pat herself on the back for finishing her
thought—mostly—but she decided holding on to his desk with both hands was much,
much safer.
    He teased the pucker of her ass with his thumb while fucking
her firmly with his fingers.
    “I love how wet you get for me. Fucking sexy.”
    “It’s you, Sir. You’re the reason I’ve had to start drinking
more water. You just l-ook at me and I get wet.” She stuttered in the middle
when he added another finger. Even without seeing his face she knew he wore a
look of determination. One of the many reasons she loved him so much. “You turn
me on more every day. I’m slick and ready for you all the time. All. The.
Time.”
    A tiny growl slipped free as he removed his fingers and she
shivered, knowing his control had slipped another notch closer to full-on take .
    The small wheels on his chair squeaked a bit when he rolled
behind her. He lifted her skirt, exposing her ass. He didn’t rip it off, didn’t
drag it off of her and throw it to the side. Didn’t even say a word as he
slowly revealed her entire backside to his hungry gaze.
    Because he knew she liked it.
    Knew she loved it, feeling used, feeling dirtied in her
clothes when he was done with her.
    Hot hands gripped the flesh of her ass, spreading her wide.
Tremors worked up her spine, making her jerk and arch when he did nothing more
than stare at her.
    Her asshole twitched and another muffled growl split the air
around them.
    Her eyelids fell closed as he pulled her farther apart,
licking from her clit all the way to the sensitive entrance to her rear.
    “You’re my fuckhole, aren’t you? Mine to do with as I
please. Mine to fuck and take and use.”
    “Yes-s,” she stuttered out. “Always ready for you.”
    He spit on her ass. Sensations piled up inside her and
blocked everything else out as he worked his thumb inside her rear and she
moaned. Unable to hold her up any longer her arms gave out, her elbows hitting
his desk with a smack .
    The primal growl filling the space behind her was her only
warning but it sounded far-off, distant, threatening in the most delicious way
she could imagine.
    He jostled her a bit as he shoved to his feet.
    It didn’t take three seconds for him to swipe everything but
his monitors off his desk with his meaty forearm. Papers and office supplies
clattered onto the hardwood, making her gasp.
    “You’re going to come for me.”
    He stood her up, tugging off her Hello Kitty shirt
and her bra in less time than it took her to suck in a trembling breath.
    He shoved her chest down onto his desk and she eeked at the
cold as her nipple rings clicked against the surface. Her shoulder hit a button
on the side of his monitor closest to her, making it go blank.
    The chilly bite of the polished glass surface shot along her
skin and up through her pierced nipples as her hips convulsed. He pushed the
material of her skirt onto her back again, kicking her legs wider until she
perched on her tiptoes. He forced her to grab the far edge of his desk to keep
her balance.
    “You dirty little whore. Your pussy’s so wet it’s leaking
onto your thighs.” He gathered some of her wetness and spread it around the
lips of her sex. Rubbing, sliding in her slick juice until she bit her lip from
wanting to come already. “Do you