After-Hours Heat 1

💦Bent Over the Conference Table💦

The conference room door clicked shut behind me. I was still holding the files when Alessandro’s voice cut through the silence.

"Lock it."

I turned the lock, heart already racing. "Mr. Moretti, the team just left. You wanted to review the export numbers for the new Nero d’Avola line?"

He stood at the head of the long table, tie loosened, sleeves rolled up. His dark eyes locked on me like I was prey. "Drop the files, Sofia."

I placed them on the table. My hands were shaking. "Is something wrong with the report?"

Alessandro crossed the room in three strides and spun me around. He pressed me forward until my breasts hit the cool wooden surface. "You’ve been teasing me all week. Short skirts. Bending over my desk. Laughing at my jokes like you want more."

I gasped as he hiked my tight black skirt up over my ass. "I wasn’t teasing. I was just doing my job."

"Bullshit." His big hand slid between my thighs, fingers pressing against my already damp panties. "You’re soaked. You knew exactly what you were doing."

A moan slipped out before I could stop it. "Alessandro… we can’t. Not here."

"We can." He ripped my panties down in one tug. "And we will. You’ve been driving me crazy since you started six months ago."

His fingers found my pussy, sliding along my wet folds. Two thick fingers pushed inside me without warning. I gripped the edge of the table, papers scattering.

"Fuck," I breathed. "You’re my boss."

"Right now I’m the man who’s going to fuck you until you can’t walk straight." He pumped his fingers faster, curling them deep. "Tell me you want it."

I pushed back against his hand. "Yes. God, yes. I want it."

He pulled his fingers out and I heard his belt buckle open. His hard cock pressed against my entrance, thick and hot.

"Ask nicely," he growled, rubbing the head up and down my slit.

"Please fuck me, Alessandro. I need you inside me."

He thrust in hard, burying himself to the hilt in one stroke. We both groaned loud. He felt huge, stretching me perfectly.

"Finally," he muttered, gripping my hips. "So fucking tight. So wet for your boss."

He started moving, deep and rough. The table creaked under us. Each thrust pushed me forward, my breasts rubbing against the polished wood.

"Harder," I moaned. "Don’t hold back."

"You like it rough, Sofia?" He slapped my ass lightly, then harder. "You like getting bent over the conference table like a dirty little secret?"

"Yes." I pushed back to meet every thrust. "I’ve thought about this every time you looked at me during meetings."

He leaned over me, chest against my back, cock driving deeper. "I’ve jerked off in my office thinking about this pussy. Now it’s mine."

His hand slipped around to rub my clit while he fucked me. The pleasure built fast and sharp.

"I’m gonna come," I gasped. "Don’t stop. Please."

"Come on my cock. Let me feel it."

I shattered, moaning his name as my pussy clenched around him. My legs shook. He kept thrusting through it, drawing it out until I was whimpering.

He pulled out suddenly and flipped me onto my back on the table. Files flew everywhere. He spread my legs wide and pushed back inside me, eyes locked on mine.

"Look at me while I fuck you," he ordered.

I stared into his dark eyes as he pounded me. The table rocked. My heels dug into his back.

"You feel so good," I panted. "So deep."

"Tell me how much you’ve wanted this."

"Every day. Every time you called me into your office I got wet." I reached up and pulled his mouth to mine. We kissed messy and desperate while he drove into me.

He broke the kiss, breathing hard. "I’m close. Where do you want it?"

"Inside me. Fill me up."

Alessandro groaned and slammed deep. His cock pulsed as he came, flooding me. We stayed like that, connected and breathing heavy.

After a moment he kissed me softer. "That was better than I imagined."

I smiled, still catching my breath. "We should probably clean up before the cleaning crew comes."

He helped me sit up, but didn’t pull out yet. "Not yet. I’m not done with you tonight."

My phone buzzed on the floor where it had fallen. I glanced down. The screen showed a message from the company owner.

*Emergency. Board knows about the affair. Meeting first thing tomorrow.*

Alessandro saw my face change. "What is it?"

I swallowed hard. "We might have a problem.”