Chapter 9: Fucking His Secretary

“Yes… mhmmm fuckkkkk.”

Every muscle in her body tightened. Her mouth dropped open. Her eyes rolled to the back as she moaned loudly, “Yes… fuckkk… I fucking love this.

Orgasms hit like waves. It was violent, messy and uncontrollable. She convulsed around his finger, hips grinding into his hands as her whole body rocked through the release.

“Taste it,” Corey said, eyes locked on Kisha’s. She didn’t hesitate.

She took his fingers into her mouth sucking them deep, tasting herself on his skin, her tongue curling around his fingers like she needed more. Her moans vibrated against his knuckles.

Corey's eyes darkened.

“Good girl. I’m gonna fuck you so hard, you won’t even remember your fucking name,” he growled.

Just when the fun was about to start, a soft knock on the door brought him back to earth.

“Excuse me sir, Miss Brenda is here to see you”.

Don’t allow her in, short and simple the secretary excused herself. She knows how aggressive her boss gets when he is not in the mood for anything or anyone.

Get me a cup of coffee, no sugar.

Okay sir, one cup of coffee with no sugar right away.

Corey brow raised in frustration and irritation.

Frustrated from the fact that the thought of him banging Kisha makes his dick super hard.

Fuck sake, fuckkk!! I need a release right now.

The secretary came in without knocking this time, sir your coffee is here. Her mouth wide open to the view in front of her.

Her boss dick spring to life, standing erected, the veins so visible making her pussy wet.

I_I’m so sorry sir, I didn’t know _ she stammered.

“On the desk now! Face flat, take off your clothes.” he roared.

Still trying to process what’s happening, the secretary stood there looking like a ghost.

“ Are you deaf? Or would you like me to strip you myself ? Huh”

Uhm.,, no sir. She immediately took off her clothes and lay flat on the desk, her legs spread out wide. Her pussy was dripping gooddd!!

“Get the fuck ready,” he growled again, shoving her flat on the desk as he yanked his pant open. His cock was thick, hard and already dripping.” I’m not stopping until you’re wrecked and leaking with my cum.

Her legs parted wide open revealing her pussy in full display. Then she felt Corey’s cock, thick, heavy, and hard pressing against her.

He rubbed the blunt head of his cock against her entrance, teasing her, sliding through her pussy but never pushing in.

“Look at you,” Corey murmured, his eyes roaming her body.

“So fucking wet for me.”

She lighted her head, watching him between her legs. His pants were shoved halfway down, his abs tight with restraint. His cock throbbed in his grip, already slick with precum. Corey gripped her thighs and shoved them higher, forcing her knees to her chest.

“Don’t hold back,” she breathed, "I can take it all.

Corey smirked.

“No, sweetheart,” he rasped, grafting the head of his cock against her soaked clit. “You’ll fucking feel it. Every inch of it.

With one brutal thrust, he slammed into her.

“Fuck_yes_” she gasped, tilting her head back, her nails clawing at the desk.

Her mouth parted in a silent cry as her pussy stretched around him, the sudden fullness painful and overwhelming. He didn’t hesitate. He didn’t slow down. He buried himself deep, relentless and hard.

“You feel that?” He gritted out, slamming into her again. “That’s what you’ve been begging for with every look you gave me in this office.”

His thrust picked up harder, rougher and faster.

The desk creaked beneath them. Her moans filled the room, mixing with the sound of skin slapping skin, the wet glide of him moving in and out of her.

She gripped the edge of the desk as Corey grabbed her by the throat with one hand, the other hand grilling her waist as he thrust his cock deep inside her.

“Aaaahhhh…. fuck … so good … faster” she loaned clucthing his arms as he rocked his hips faster.

“Fuck… fuck.. you feel so fucking good,” he grunted, tightening his grip on her waist as he ounces into her pussy, fast and brutal, like he was trying to fuck the breath out of her.

She turned her face to kiss me but he dodged.

Groaning against her ear as he kept thrusting, hitting her spot over and over without mercy.

“Aaaaahhhh ... .yhhhhh, I’m gonna cum,” age gasped, her stomach tightening with the heat coiling low in her belly.

“Fuckkk.. cum for me, darling.” He groaned loudly, thrusting deeper and faster as he felt her pussy tighten around his cock.

She came hard around his cock, her pussy clenching as he kept thrusting through the waves of her orgasm. He groaned, his pace quickening, then slammed deep and spilled inside her, hot and thick. Their mouths met in a breathless, messy kiss, bodies kept shaking from release. Then Corey’s phone rang. He leaned over, chest rising and falling, and grabbed it from the desk without a word.

“Yeah,” he says into the phone, his time suddenly composed. “I’m just wrapping things up here. Got held up at work .I’ll be there on time.

“Yeah, I’ll bring the wine,” he continued smoothly into the phone.

“Love you too.”

He ended the call and tossed the phone back onto the desk, breath still heavy.

Corey stroked his cock slowly as they finally pulled apart, his voice low and rough.

“Get on your knees and suck my cock.”

She dropped to her knees and wrapped her hands around his cock. She stroked it slowly, deliberately, while he tried to hold back a moan. The moment her lips touched the tip, his breath hitched. She took him into her mouth, then pulled back with a soft pop. Wrapping her lips again, she massaged his balls with one hand and began to bob her head, slow and steady, taking him deeper with every pass.