CHAPTER 7

I was just about to put my bra back on when the door flew open. Zane hurried into the office, still wearing his white doctor's coat. I quickly turned to face him, my heavy tits completely bare.

His eyes dropped straight to my naked breasts. His gaze darkened instantly. I saw his cock twitch and start growing hard inside his pants.

In one quick motion, Zane ripped off his coat and rushed toward me. He grabbed my waist, lifted me up, and we both crashed onto his desk. Papers and files scattered everywhere.

I was not in the mood. The memory of the male nurse’s fingers making me squirt all over this same desk was still fresh and shameful in my mind. I tried to push him away.

“Zane… stop… wait…” I said, my voice shaky.

But Zane was not listening. He looked like a man possessed. His hands were all over my tits, roughly folding and squeezing the soft flesh. He moaned loudly, deep and hungry.

“Fuck, these tits… I missed them so much,” he growled. “So fucking soft and heavy. They’re mine.”

I kept trying to break free, pushing at his chest. “Zane, please… not right now… I can’t…”

Zane did not stop. He lowered his head and took one of my nipples into his hot mouth. He sucked hard, his tongue swirling around the stiff peak before he bit down gently. My body vibrated. A loud moan escaped my lips before I could hold it back.

He moved to the other tit, sucking even harder, his teeth grazing my sensitive nipple while his hands kept mauling my breasts. His fingers dug into the soft flesh, squeezing and kneading like he could not get enough.

“These fucking tits drive me crazy,” he groaned against my skin. “I want to fuck them later. Cover them in my cum.”

I was still struggling, my hands pushing weakly at his shoulders. “Zane… stop… please…”

But Zane’s hand was already sliding down. He rubbed my clit roughly through my lace panties. The thin fabric was still soaked from earlier. I moaned and my hips shifted on their own.

Zane increased the speed, rubbing my swollen clit in fast, firm circles. “Your pussy is dripping wet already,” he said, his voice thick with lust. “You’ve been thinking about my cock, haven’t you? My dirty little whore.”

I moaned louder. The pleasure was too much. I turned slightly and swept the remaining things off the desk so I could spread my legs wider. Zane kept one hand on my tits, squeezing and pulling my nipples, while his other hand worked my pussy harder.

He pushed my panties aside and slid two thick fingers deep inside me. He finger-fucked me fast and rough, his palm slapping against my clit with every thrust.

“Fuck… yes… take my fingers,” Zane groaned. “Your tight cunt is sucking me in. You love being used like this, don’t you?”

I could not hold back anymore. “Zane… oh god… harder… fuck me with your fingers…” I moaned, my voice breaking.

My hips bucked wildly against his hand. Zane sucked harder on my tits, moving from one nipple to the other, biting and licking while his fingers pounded into my soaked pussy.

The pressure built fast. My legs started shaking. “I’m… I’m cumming…” I cried out.

My pussy clenched hard around his fingers. I came violently, my juices squirting around his hand and soaking his wrist. My loud moans filled the office as my body convulsed on the desk.

When the orgasm finally faded, Zane slowly pulled his fingers out. I tried to sit up, thinking it was over. My chest was heaving, my body still trembling.

But Zane stood up, walked to the door, and locked it with a loud click. He turned back to me, his eyes burning with hunger. He slowly unbuttoned his shirt and unbuckled his belt. His cock was so hard it strained painfully against his pants, the thick outline clearly visible.

I stared at him, breathless, my pussy still twitching from the aftershocks.

Zane pulled his shirt off, revealing his strong chest. He pushed his pants down. His thick, hard cock sprang free, already leaking pre-cum at the tip.

He stepped closer, his voice low and dangerous.

“Now it’s my turn.”

Zane stepped closer, his hard cock pointing straight at me. His voice came out low and commanding.

“Get on your knees, Skye. Now.”

The sight of his cock—so hard, veins bulging, the head already shiny with pre-cum—made my pussy throb again. Fresh wetness flooded between my legs even though I had just cum hard. My body was betraying me once more.

I quickly slid off the desk and dropped to my knees in front of him. The cool floor pressed against my skin as I looked up at his cock hovering inches from my face.

Zane grabbed the back of my head with one strong hand and positioned his cock right at my lips.

“Open that pretty mouth,” he ordered. “Suck my cock like the greedy little slut you are.”

I parted my lips and he pushed in without waiting. His cock stretched my mouth wide as he slid deep, hitting the back of my throat. I gagged slightly but he did not pull back. Instead, he held my head in place and started fucking my mouth with slow, deep thrusts.

“Fuck yes… that’s it,” he groaned. “Take every inch down your throat. You love choking on my cock, don’t you?”

I moaned around his shaft, the vibration making him growl. Saliva dripped from the corners of my mouth as he pushed deeper. I tried to breathe through my nose while my tongue swirled around the underside of his cock.

Zane’s grip on my hair tightened. He started thrusting faster, using my mouth like a toy.

“Look at you… on your knees in my office, sucking my cock like a desperate whore, my desperate whore,” he growled, his voice getting nastier. “Your pussy is probably dripping again just from tasting me. You’re such a filthy cumslut. I bet you’d let anyone use this mouth, wouldn’t you?”

I moaned louder, the dirty words making my clit throb. I sucked harder, hollowing my cheeks and taking him as deep as I could. Wet, sloppy sounds filled the room every time his cock slid in and out of my throat.

Zane’s hips snapped forward. “That’s right… gag on it. Choke on my fat cock. I want your throat bulging. Fuck… your mouth feels so good. So warm and wet. I’m going to fuck your face until you can’t speak.”

Tears pricked my eyes from the intensity, but I did not pull away. I kept sucking greedily, my head bobbing faster to meet his thrusts. My hands came up to cup his heavy balls, massaging them while I swallowed around his cock.

“Shit… just like that,” Zane hissed. “Play with my balls while you suck me off. You’re such a nasty little cocksucker. I bet your pussy is aching right now, begging to be filled. But you don’t get my cock in your cunt yet. You’re going to swallow every drop like a good girl.”

His dirty words pushed me further. I moaned loudly around his shaft, the sound muffled and wet. Zane’s breathing grew ragged. He fucked my mouth harder, his balls slapping against my chin with every thrust.

“Fuck… I’m close,” he groaned. “You want my cum, don’t you? You want me to flood your throat until it overflows? Say it with your mouth full, slut.”

I could only whimper and nod desperately, my eyes watering as I looked up at him. Zane’s face twisted with pleasure.

“Here it comes… take it all!”

He slammed deep one last time and exploded. Thick, hot ropes of cum shot straight down my throat. I swallowed as much as I could, but some still leaked from the corners of my mouth and dripped down my chin.

Zane kept his cock buried in my mouth until the last spurt, then slowly pulled out. He looked down at me with dark, satisfied eyes, his thumb wiping the cum from my chin and pushing it back between my lips.

“Good girl,” he murmured. “Now get on the desk. I’m not done with you yet.”