Chapter 5

Riley Pov

My body was deliciously wrecked—ass red and stinging, both holes tender and leaking cum, tits covered in bite marks and hickeys. I lay sprawled across Alex’s chest on the big leather couch, his fingers gently tracing patterns on my back while I caught my breath. The city lights still sparkled outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, but everything felt different now. I wasn’t just his intern anymore. I was his.

“Last round,” he murmured, kissing the top of my head. “Truth or Dare, Riley. Make it count.”

I lifted my head, looking into those dark, possessive eyes. “Dare, Sir. Make it the filthiest one yet.”

His smile was pure sin. “I dare you to let me use every hole in every position I want until we both can’t move. Then you’ll swallow my final load while I eat that pretty pussy. Aftercare that is —my promise.”

I shivered with fresh need. “Yes, Sir.”

He stood, lifting me effortlessly and carrying me to the center of the room. First, he put me on my back on the soft rug in classic missionary. He hooked my legs over his shoulders and sank into my cum-filled pussy in one smooth thrust. The angle was devastatingly deep. He fucked me slow and grinding at first, kissing me deeply, then picked up speed until the slap of skin echoed.

“Touch yourself,” he ordered.

I rubbed my clit frantically while he pounded me. My orgasm hit fast and hard—I squirted around his cock, soaking us both.

He flipped me onto all fours for doggy style, slamming into my ass this time. One hand fisted my hair, the other reached around to pinch and tug my swollen nipples. The mix of pain and pleasure had me moaning like a broken toy.

Next, he pulled me up into reverse cowgirl on the couch. I rode him hard, ass bouncing, while he reached around to rub my clit and slap my tits. I came again, clenching around him.

He wasn’t satisfied yet. He stood, holding me up in a standing full nelson—my back against his chest, legs folded up as he thrust up into my pussy. The position made me feel completely owned and helpless. I came screaming, squirting down both our legs.

Finally, he laid me on the desk on my back in a deep mating press, folding me in half. He switched between my pussy and ass, using me ruthlessly. Every thrust pushed me toward another peak.

“Come with me this time,” he growled.

We exploded together. My final orgasm ripped through me so intensely I nearly blacked out. Alex roared, pumping the last huge load deep into my pussy.

When he finally pulled out, he sat on the couch and guided me between his legs. “Clean me up and swallow the rest.”

I sucked his spent cock lovingly, tasting all of us—pussy, ass, cum. He pulled me up into a 69 on the couch, his mouth devouring my oversensitive pussy and ass while I kept sucking him. His tongue pushed deep, licking every drop of cum from me until I came one last trembling time on his face.

We collapsed in a sweaty, cum-covered heap. He wrapped me in his arms, a blanket from the couch drawer pulled over us, a water bottle pressed to my lips, soft kisses on every mark he’d left.

“You were perfect,” he whispered, stroking my hair. “This is just the beginning . Next time… maybe we bring in someone else to watch. Or join.”

I smiled sleepily against his chest, completely satisfied and already excited for more. “I can’t wait, Sir.”