Chapter 3

Lila's pov

He growled like a beast into my ear and fucked me brutally, the desk now shaking, my tits bouncing against the wood.

My next climax gushed out so hard, I heard my squirt gush out of me and then hit his chest. I whimpered as my entire body trembled from the pleasure, my body tired and weak. 

Soon after he came with a roar, filling me deep, hot spurts coating my entire walls.

Then he pulled out, spun me around so fast, and then pushed me to my knees.

"Clean me,” he groaned, his hand grabbing the back of head and pushing my mouth to swallow his fat cock.

I took him all in my mouth, loving how the mixture of both our arousal and juices tasted, his cum still dripping down my thighs.

He watched me with dark and lustful eyes.

"Good girl."

And that's how it all started.

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The next morning, I woke up all sore, my pussy tender and swollen from the way he’d wrecked me the night before.

His cum had leaked out of me all night, staining my sheets, a constant reminder that I was already his.

I showered, but I could still taste him on my tongue.

By the time I walked into Voss Enterprises, my thighs were slick again with the anticipation of what he would do to me that day. In what position would I be required to take his cock like his whore?

When I got to his office, I was glad to see he was already waiting. He looked up from his desk, eyes dark with hunger and something else I couldn't quite name.

“Close the door.”

I did instantly, my heart beating wildly against my chest.

Then I turned around and watched him lean in his leather chair, his legs spread wide and inviting. I licked my lips, my eyes glaring at the spot that was beginning to swell with need.

“Your real job starts now, Lila,” he started, and my heart pounded.

“Personal assistant means personal relief,” he said coldly and my eyes widened. 

Personal relief?

He was going to pay me to be his personal whore? Wow! I was going to be having great sex and then get paid for it.

He patted the space under his desk, and I lifted a brow in confusion.

“Get on your knees,” he explained and I rushed forward towards him. I dropped to the floor without thinking, my arousal beginning to cost the outside of my pussy.

 I crawled under the massive mahogany desk, the carpet rough against my skin.

I heard him unzip his fat package before I watched his cock sprang free. It was thick and already hard, the head glistening with cum.

The musky smell of his arousal wafted into my nose making me go slightly dizzy.

I didn't waste time to lean into the thick muscular thighs before I grabbed his cock, my hand not completely fitting the width of his shaft. I clenched my thigh as I felt my pussy cry for attention and then dived straight in, wrapping my lips around him.

I made sure I was slow at first, like he’d taught me to take him last night. I didn't rush… I just took my time slurping the swollen head, my tongue licking it up and down, the taste of his precum filling my tongue.

“Hmmm…” I moaned when I pressed my head further into my mouth, the head of the cock teasing the back of my throat. I had never really sucked any cock before. I only got my experience from watching fifteen p**n videos, navigating through every section to be sure I wasn't learning the sting thing.

He groaned low, his hand settling into my hair, before I felt him buck underneath my mouth.

“That’s it. Take it deep.”

I did as he said and let my mouth go deeper, slowly increasing my pace, my jaw starting to ache. I didn't show it though. I secretly promised myself not to pull away until he was spurting his creamy seed into my mouth.

Soon his hand found its way into my hair, and he grabbed a fistful of it, pulling my head up.

“Urghh…” I groaned as saliva drifted down my lips to my jaw, and before I could comprehend what he was going to do next, he slammed his cock into my mouth again, the head fiercely hitting the back of my throat, making my eyes water.

“Fuuuccckkk,” he groaned as he began to move his hips fiercely, thrusting his cock into my dripping mouth. 

The moisture of my saliva and his cum dripped down my neck to my blouse, but I didn't pull away. I let him use my mouth like his personal sex you, fucking it till I was a gagging mess.

“Fuck, your mouth is so warm and wet. Suck it,” he groaned as his dark eyes watched my mouth swallow his meat. “Suck your big bad boss cock.”

I gagged again and again, tears springing down my eyes, but I didn’t stop.

And then the sound of a phone ringing interrupted us, so I finally pulled away to take a short breath and also because I was scared he wouldn't want me to disturb him while he was talking on the phone.

But then I felt him pull my hair back, forcing my head to incline upward and look up at him.

“Did I tell you to stop?” he growled, his eyes glaring daggers at me as his other hand held the phone inches away from his ear, his thumb hovering above the answer button.

I shivered in fear.

Some hairs had gathered around my friend from how hard I was thrusting my face up and down, and I tucked my hair behind my hair.

I gripped the base of his shaft and then took his cock into my mouth again and began to suck. My jaw was aching from being opened and massaging his cock for too long, but I didn't dare to complain.

“Alexander Voss,” he groaned into the phone as his hand found its way into my hair again, gripping it hard when swirled my tongue on the tip of his head. 

“No.”

“Don't fucking sign it. My secretary–” he stopped as I pushed my head down his cock, the head going past my throat. The urge to gag was there, his book tickling my throat very uncomfortably, but I didn't push my head away. I kept bobbing, moving in a certain rhythm. “Oh fuck…hmmm.”

“Yes– yes. I'll send her to you,” he answered into the phone, while I let a thick drool run down my chin.

I finally pulled my head away from his cock, not able to bear the pain again. I secured my tongue at the tip, now swollen more than it was last time.

He was close. I could feel him pulsing against my tongue.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned silently, his face creasing inti hardlines as I felt him harden underneath me. “Just fucking convince him to comply!” He growled and slammed this phone on the table.

Without a second in-between he grabbed my hair and pushed hard down into his shaft, trusting his hips at the same time. 

I began to gag violently, my palm pressing on his thighs, but he didn't stop.

“Arghhh argh” I groaned as I closed my eyes. It was getting hard to breath, and i slapped his thigh trying to tell him to stop, but he ignored me, increasing his speed instead

“Fuck yes, suck it! Suck of all it. Take my cock to the back of your throat…arghhh…so good,” and then immediately he pulled my head away from his near, other hand quickly gripped the base and then he started having it in front of me. I continued to cough,my lungs fighting to take in a rush of oxygen.

Before I regained my breath back, I felt his hot thick seed spill on my face, covering the entirety of my left eye.

I looked up at him with droopy eyes, a wistful smile behind my eyes.

He looked down at me and something flashed behind his eyes. And before I could detect what it was, his eyes went black again.

“Tell me, do you have a boyfriend?” He asked. I hadn't expected him to ask me that question after I just sucked him off. I turned my head away from him, trying to hide my expression.

With a grunt he grabbed my chin back to face him.