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No one rejected Sophie and got away with it.
Chapter 6
Erica
“Do you want to cum, Erica?”
A simple enough question, with an incredibly straightforward answer. The only problem was Erica was struggling to speak. Trying to form words around the gag in her mouth, she mumbled one sound.
“Yes!”
Alex laughed cruelly, his fingers teasing over the sensitive nub of her clit as he thrust inside her body. “I can’t hear you, baby, what did you say?”
“Yes!” Tears sprung to her eyes as pleasure overwhelmed her, desperate for the sweet release of her orgasm. All it would take would be a fraction more pressure from his fingers. She was so close.
So. Very. Close.
“If I didn’t have such a busy day, I’d make you beg for me.” Alex raked an approving gaze over her body laid across his desk.
Her arms ached from the way he had restrained them against the legs of his desk, but she didn’t care. Every inch of her body felt incredible. Every fibre of her being was ready for release. “You can cum this time, baby. But you better let me hear you.”
Gripping her hip tighter, Alex picked up his speed, his hips pounding into hers. Her eyes rolled back into her head as she did nothing to control the volume of her moans. She knew that just beyond the door of his office, anyone could hear her.
The thought just made her wetter.
“That’s it, baby. Let me feel your pussy tighten.”
Closing her eyes, Erica zoned in on the pleasure radiating through her body, feeling herself racing towards her climax. If she could move, she’d be squirming with the intensity of the sensations. Instead, all she could do was lay there and take it.
Feel it.
When the moment came, the gag did nothing to muffle her screams as wave after wave of pleasure radiated through her entire being. Her toes curled as her back arched off the desk, her arms and legs stretched to their limit as she fought against her restraints.
Alex slammed into her, focused on his own climax, and prolonging hers in a way that forced the tears from her eyes.
Holy fucking shit!
She relished the deep groan of satisfaction as he came, holding himself inside her as his body collapsed against hers. She could feel him twitch and shudder as his body rode through the euphoria.
Their heavy breathing, almost in sync, was the only sound in the otherwise silent room, and as they lay there, too consumed in one another to care about anything else, Erica felt perfect contentment.
And then, all too soon, it was over.
Alex lifted himself, staring down at her and cupping her jaw. His smirk still made her tummy flip, his eyes holding a promise of more to come. “You’re so fucking beautiful.” He released the gag from her mouth. “Are you okay?”
“I’m okay,” she whispered, her mouth incredibly dry from the gag. “Thirsty.” Alex chuckled and set about releasing her restraints.
“There’s water in the fridge.” With one arm free, she worked the ache from her joints. What felt good in the moment was a killer in the aftermath. She sat up as soon as she was able, watching Alex dress with purposeful movements.
That was the first thing she noticed about him all those years ago. The way he moved as though he never second-guessed himself. And he never did.
Not when he asked her out and subsequently proposed on their first date. Not when he opened his business, sinking their entire savings into it. Even when they nearly lost everything after his mother’s death, Alex knew what to do and how to fix it.
He never faltered, and she loved him for it.
Finally free of her restraints, she stood and kissed his cheek before dressing. Beyond the door of his office, she could hear the hustle and bustle of his employees as they arrived for the day. No longer in the throes of passion, her cheeks tinted pink.
She hoped nobody heard her.
