CHAPTER 8

“Get on the desk?” I whispered Zane’s words back to myself as I tried to push my body up from the floor. My legs felt like jelly. They were still vibrating and weak from everything that had just happened.

My thoughts started spinning out of control. Zane had never talked this dirty before. Not like today. Something felt different in his voice, in the way he looked at me. He only got like this when he was punishing me.

In all the years I had known him, I could count on one hand the times he had even slightly raised his voice at me. He hardly ever got mad. His way of dealing with anger was simple. He would fuck me senseless and use me like his personal slut until I could not think straight.

I kept wondering what I had done this time. Was he still upset about me rejecting his proposal last night? Or had I done something else without realizing it?

I struggled to climb onto the desk, but my legs refused to cooperate. They kept shaking beneath me.

A memory flashed through my mind from just a few months ago. We were out on a date. A young man sat across from us and tried to flirt with me. I tried to keep everything under control so Zane would not notice. But he had seen the whole thing and pretended he had not.

That night when we got home, Zane did not say a single word about the restaurant. Instead, he fucked me like he had never done before. He made me cum so many times that I ended up begging him to stop. That night felt exactly like tonight.

What had I done?

Right then, all the things that had happened with the strange male nurse started playing in my head like a nightmare. The way he walked in, the way his fingers took over, the way I squirted all over Zane’s desk while moaning like a whore.

“No… no… no…” I whispered repeatedly, my voice trembling.

I looked around the office frantically, checking every corner for a hidden camera. Maybe Zane had watched everything. Maybe he installed one without telling me. Or maybe the nurse had told him everything. So many terrible thoughts raced through my mind.

I turned to look at Zane.

He was already standing right behind me. Our bodies collided. I gasped.

Zane’s strong hands grabbed my waist and lifted me onto the desk like I weighed nothing. He spread my legs wide and stepped between them. His girthy, hard cock pressed against my soaked pussy, the swollen head nudging my entrance.

“Zane… wait…” I whispered, my voice weak. “Please… I can’t right now…”

But he did not listen. He grabbed my hips and thrust forward in one powerful stroke, burying his entire girthy cock deep inside me. I cried out as he stretched me wide open.

“Fuck… this tight little cunt is still so wet,” he growled, his voice dark and rough. “You’ve been a bad girl tonight, haven’t you? Already dripping wet for my cock before I got here.”

He started fucking me hard and deep, each thrust slamming into me with punishing force. The desk creaked loudly beneath us. My tits bounced wildly with every brutal stroke.

“Zane… slow down… please…” I begged, even as my pussy clenched greedily around him.

He leaned down and sucked one of my nipples into his hot mouth, biting it hard before switching to the other. His hands gripped my tits roughly, folding and squeezing the soft flesh as he pounded into me.

“You don’t get to tell me what to do tonight,” he snarled against my skin. “This pussy belongs to me. I’m going to fuck it until you remember that.”

His girthy cock hit that perfect spot inside me over and over. Pleasure mixed with shame flooded my body. I could not stop the moans spilling from my lips.

“Zane… oh god… it’s too much…” I cried out.

But he only fucked me harder, his heavy balls slapping wetly against my ass with every thrust.

“Take it all, you dirty slut,” he groaned. “This is what happens when you forget who you belong to. I’m going to fill this cunt with so much cum you’ll be leaking me for days.”

My legs wrapped around him against my will. My body was completely surrendering even while my mind screamed that this was wrong.

Zane grabbed my hair and pulled my head back so I had to look at him.

“Tell me whose pussy this is,” he demanded, his thrusts never slowing down.

I could barely form words. “Yours… it’s yours…”

“Louder,” he growled, slamming into me even deeper.

“It’s yours! My pussy is yours!” I cried out, my voice breaking as another orgasm started building fast.

Zane’s eyes burned into mine. “That’s right. And I’m going to remind you every single time you forget.”

He fucked me harder, faster, his massive cock destroying me in the best and worst way possible.

I did not know how much more I could take.

Zane kept fucking me so hard that I could not even speak anymore. Tears spilled from my eyes as his huge cock slammed deep into my pussy again and again. The desk shook violently beneath us with every brutal thrust.

He grabbed a handful of my hair again and yanked my head back, forcing me to arch my back. His other hand came down hard, slapping my tits. The sharp sting on my sensitive flesh sent electric shocks straight to my clit.

Each slap made my breasts bounce and jiggle. The pain mixed with pleasure so perfectly that it pushed me closer and closer to another intense orgasm.

Zane was losing control too. His moans grew louder and rougher with every thrust.

“Fuck… Skye… your pussy is so tight… so fucking good…” he groaned. “Ahh… yes… take my cock… take all of it…”

He slapped my tits again, harder this time, then squeezed them roughly in his big hands.

“I love you… I love you so much…” he growled, his voice breaking. “This pussy… these tits… you’re mine… all fucking mine…”

His thrusts became wild and desperate. He was moaning loudly now, almost growling with every deep stroke.

“Fuck… I’m so close… cum with me, baby… cum on my cock…”

The pressure inside me exploded. My pussy clenched hard around him as a powerful orgasm ripped through my body. I cried out loud, my legs shaking uncontrollably.

At the same moment, Zane buried himself as deep as he could and came with a loud, broken cry.

“Skye… ahhh… fuck… I’m cumming… I love you… I love you so much!”

Hot, thick ropes of cum flooded deep inside me. He kept thrusting through his orgasm, filling me completely until his cum started leaking out around his girthy cock.

When the waves finally slowed, Zane pulled me up into his arms. He held me tightly against his chest while my body continued to vibrate and tremble in his embrace. His heart was pounding hard against mine.

He buried his face in my neck, breathing heavily, his arms wrapped around me like he never wanted to let go.

I stayed there, naked and spent, my mind still spinning. Tears were still falling from my eyes, but I could not tell if they were from the overwhelming pleasure or from the heavy shame that was slowly creeping back in.

Zane whispered softly against my skin, his voice full of raw emotion.

“I love you, Skye… more than anything.”

But all I could think about was how I did not deserve this kind of love right now.