The CEO’s Forbidden Intern part 5

My body was a trembling wreck, ass still fluttering from fingering myself open, pussy leaking fresh slick onto the leather, nipples aching like they’d been begging for attention all night. Mr. Kane’s eyes burned into me as he stood, cock thick and throbbing in his fist, precum dripping in a slow string to the floor.

“On your back. Legs spread. Hands above your head.”

I scrambled to obey, lying flat, wrists crossed over my head like I was offering myself up. He climbed onto the couch, straddling my waist, knees pinning my arms down so I couldn’t move. His heavy balls rested hot against my stomach, cock lying thick along my belly like a promise.

“Time to finish what we started,” he rasped. “You’ve been a perfect little slut…fingering your own ass, cumming like a whore, tasting your dirty hole. Now I’m gonna wreck you completely.”

He leaned down, mouth hovering over my left tit. My nipple was already peaked, dark and swollen, begging. He flicked his tongue once, light, teasing, then sucked it hard into his mouth. I arched off the couch with a sharp cry, the wet heat pulling straight to my clit.

“Fuck…sir…”

He bit down gently, teeth grazing the sensitive bud, then soothed it with slow, swirling licks. His hand found my right nipple, pinching and rolling it between rough fingers, tugging until it hurt so good I whimpered. He switched sides, sucking the other nipple deep, hollowing his cheeks, tongue lashing the tip while his teeth scraped just enough to make me see stars.

My pussy clenched empty, dripping down my ass crack, asshole still slick and needy from earlier. “Please… need you inside me again…”

He released my nipple with a wet pop, lips shiny. “You’ll get my cock. But first…”

He reached into the drawer of the side table, pulled out a small, sleek black butt plug, tapered at the tip, flared base, glistening with lube he must’ve had waiting. My eyes widened.

“Gonna plug this greedy little ass while I fuck your pussy one last time,” he said, voice dark. “Feel full in both holes. Then you’re gonna cum so hard you’ll never forget who owns you.”

He pressed the cool tip against my asshole, still loose and slick from my fingers and his tongue. I breathed deep, relaxing as he pushed slowly. The stretch burned sweet again, wider than my fingers, filling me inch by inch until the base nestled snug between my cheeks.

I moaned loud, hips bucking. “Oh god…it’s so full…stretching me…”

“Good girl,” he praised, thumb rubbing the base, making the plug shift inside me. “Now take this cock.”

He lined up, thick head nudging my soaked entrance. One hard thrust, he buried himself balls-deep in my pussy, the plug making everything tighter, fuller, pressing against his cock through the thin wall inside me.

I screamed, pleasure so intense it bordered on pain. “Fuck…too much…gonna cum already…”

“Not yet.” He started pounding, deep, brutal strokes that slammed the plug deeper with every thrust. His mouth returned to my tits, sucking one nipple hard while his fingers twisted the other. Wet slurps mixed with the filthy squelch of my pussy taking him, the slap of his balls against my plugged ass.

“You love this, don’t you?” he growled around my nipple. “Plugged ass, tits in my mouth, pussy stuffed with boss cock. Say it.”

“I love it…fuck…I’m your dirty anal slut…your cum-hungry intern…please let me cum…”

He slammed harder, angling up to grind against my G-spot with every stroke. The plug pressed right back, double-filling me until I couldn’t think. My nipples throbbed under his sucking mouth, teeth grazing, tongue flicking.

“Cum,” he commanded, biting down on my nipple as he drove deep one last time.

I shattered, whole body convulsing, pussy clamping down like a vice around his cock, asshole pulsing wildly around the plug. I squirted hard, soaking his shaft, the couch, my thighs, screaming his name as wave after wave ripped through me.

He roared, burying himself to the hilt, cock pulsing, flooding my pussy with hot, thick cum again. Pulse after pulse, overflowing, dripping out around him, mixing with my squirt.

We stayed locked together, breathing ragged. He finally pulled out slow, cum gushing from my wrecked pussy. He eased the plug free with a soft pop, my asshole gaping slightly, winking, then collapsed beside me, pulling me against his chest.

“You’re mine now,” he murmured, kissing my sweaty forehead. “Every late night, every locked door. This cunt, this ass, these tits…they belong to me.”

I smiled, boneless, dripping, satisfied. “Yes, sir. All yours.”

"Good." He said.