My chest hits the cold glass and I gasp, but before I can process the sensation, I hear his belt unbuckling behind me and everything in my body clenches with anticipation."Was gonna take my time with you," he says, the rasp of his zipper filling the silence. "Had this whole plan. Wine you, dine you, make you fall for me before I ever put my hands on you."I hear the rustle of fabric as he frees himself. My whole body tenses with anticipation.The head of his cock nudged against my entrance and I stop breathing. He's thick, way thicker than his fingers, and when he pushes forward just an inch, the stretch makes my fingers curl against the desk."But then you walked in here looking like that." Another inch, and I whimper. "With those eyes, that mouth, that attitude."Another inch, taking his time. "And when you got wet from just my fingers? Couldn't wait anymore.""You're so big," I gasp, and it comes out like a plea. "I don't know if I can take it.""You can." His palm glided down my
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