7 - on the president’s chair

Ava’s POV

He tied my wrists behind the chair and now I have no way to move, except wiggling my butt which was quite embarrassing, not to mention the fact that I could see the outside buildings, the roads as people on the side walk.

“You are sure no one can see this right? Even if they have a telescope?” 

“No, no one,sweetie” he replied with a grunt as I heard the sound of his belt hit the ground.

“Youdon’t have to do this if you don’t want to,” he said as he came behind me and I felt his palm on mine.

“I’m just a little embarassed, thats all, please do me,” I replied, hoping I sounded as desperate as I was feeling, because his hand on my bare ass just clouded all of my judgement and made me forget about everything but that one thing.

“What do you mean?” i could imagine the smirk on his face as he asked. With my hitched breathing and my extremely sensitive nipples grazing the cold leather of the chair, I didn’t see the sense in holding back.

“Please put your big thing inside me. Fuck me like you promised,” I said with my eyes closed.

It was a great idea to agree to him doing it from the back. I couldn’t let him see my face in this state.

“You mean this?” he asked just in time for me to feel the cold weight of his dick on my back, his thighs slamming my buttcheeks.

His balls resting right on them while i felt the lenght of his dick reaching up to the middle of my back, barely two centimeters away from my bra strap and leaking something warm and sticky that made me feel more hungry for him… I have never felt this was before, not in my twenty four years of being a virgin who only learnt sexual things from reading w*****d.

“Yes,” I let out a breathless groan, arching my back even more then stopping all movement when I felt suddenly full to my gut.

“I slipped in way too easily for someone whose hymen I broke less than a week ago. You’re so wet for me sweetie,”he said, but remained still, as if aclimating to the my insides. “Does it hurt”

“Can you move now?” Was my reply.

“Pretty greedy, aren’t you? Then I won’t hold back anymore,” he said as he withdrew his whole lenght out of me, giving me a chance to breath again, but I didn’t ask for that. I was feeling too empty.

“In,” he announces as slams right into me again, all of him.

“Out,” then he withdraws again, but this time, he leaves just his tip inside, one inch in lenght before warning. “If you can’t continue with this, you can’t leave, because I wont be holding back any longer,” he said and I let out a breath of relief.

He grabbed my waist on either side and helped me arch my back even more, “ your naughtly little pussy must really love my dick, uhn,” he said with a grunt before filling me up again and i let out a moan at the intensity I felt.

Something was building up again, but I was too spent to voice it, instead, I let myself feel the movement and the everything while my lower belly was rubbling, dragging me close to the edge each time he smashed inside me.

He was grunting and I was moaning,crying.

“You are taking me in like the good little girl that you are, I’ve never thought that I would be the seven minutes guy, but I really need to cum, sweetie,” he said with a grunt as he spewed his hot seeds inside the condom. It made me feel a sense of loss for something I didn’t even own yet.

When he was done, he removed his dick and untied my hand, naked in front of me. The moment he did, I collapsed to the ground, feeling extremely exhausted and sleepy, as i took in ragged long breaths. But the moment my gaze went up and I saw that he was still up and not like someone who had just spilled that amount of load in the condom laying by my side.

“How?” I asked with a sniffle as my eyes drifted to sleep or at least I tried until his voice brought me back.

“Are you ready for round 2?” he asked as he tore the condom wrap.

I wasn’t, but my body reacted to his touch by arching against him, just so I could feel his hold more strongly.

“I thought so too,” he smirked as he entered me again and it didn’t tale long for me to get my third orgasm, but not until I came the fourth time did he finally cum and release me as well.

By the time he was done, I could barely get up on my own two feet, so he carried me to his couch and cleaned up.

“I’m really sorry I got carried away. I tried my best to restrain myself,” he said and in my mind I wondered what type of monster he really was in bed if all that was restraint.

“Y..eah, it’s fine,” I croaked as he handed me a glas of warm water from the dispenser.

“You insist I don’t cary you to the pack, but your stomach keeps grumbling. How about I order something for you to eat while I continue to work. We can go home later after you’ve recovered your strenght.”

I should reject this offer of his as this is my first day at work and my boss is already ordering dinner for me at work, but I was too tired.

Beggars can’t have choices, so again I nodded and waited patiently, breathing heavily and trying to stay hydrated until the delivery was brought up by a security guard.

“You eat,” he said as he helped me set the table.

“How about you?” I asked when I noticed only my side was been set, but he replied monotonously.

“Work, before going back to his leather chair where he had fucked me almost an hour ago and sat on it, drawing it close to the table and adjusting his glasses before sarting ti flip throuh files and read his screen.

We were back to our two separate worlds and so began the awkwardnes…

Two hours later, he was already done with work. 

He dialed Mason to get the car ready as we walked down to the garrage. 

Well he walekd while i limped while leaning on him as it hurt everytime my thighs grazed eachother. 

“You’re already working overtime on your first day. President is really difficult to work with, isn’t he?” Mason mentioned as we walked into the garage.

“How about you?” I managed to mutter as i winced and limped behind him before getting into the car. He had come after the call and Kyle immediately declared that he would be our driver.

“ I got sent out by my wife so I decided to work overtime before retuning home after her anger had subsided,” he said as he started the engine and i wanted to comment, “ I didn’t know you were married,” but I slept off throughout the ride home instead with Kyle sitting wordlessly by my side.